Who’s Afraid of…

I came home to find out that Elizabeth Taylor had left us. The first time I saw her was in The Taming of the Shrew when I was a teenager. The film was co-produced by Richard Burton and Franco Zeffirelli, and it was probably one of my first introductions to the screen adaptations of Shakespeare’s work. The next film was Cleopatra. Two other films I didn’t actually see; I read Tennessee Williams’s Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and watched Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? by Edward Albee at the Manchester Library Theatre. It’s kind of ironic that Taylor passed away almost exactly a year after my ex-husband’s: he and I went together to watch Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf on one of our not so frequent “cultural” outings. You will surely understand my choice of a tribute video…