The language she's been given
Reading the second part of Hilton Als' theater review "Girl Talk" in the July 9 & 16 issue of The New Yorker:
Before seeing the show, I did not think that it was possible for an actress to discover anything new in the role of Juliet. But Ambrose finds so many colors to unfurl that you wonder if Shakespeare himself handed her some new ideas on the sly. You keep checking the text to see if she's improvising. She isn't, of course. Ambrose revels in the language she's been given. And, because she understands the poetry of it, she frees herself to be physical: she's the goofiest Juliet imaginable, a bride who is unmindful of hearth and home; she views love as her castle.
Wow. Wow, you say. Exclaim in your head even. Who's Lauren Ambrose? Who is this girl? You look her up and find she was the girl in Can't Hardly Wait, the one locked in the bathroom with Seth Green.
