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This has no depth and does not resonate in the imagination. It is sold on trendy casting and affectation. I do not believe him. Take the line ' slings and arrows of ' he doesn't need those words, he is just reciting it.

❤Really great job thank you My grandfather had himself photographed with Lowry He was an Orthopaedic Consultant in Manchester in the 1920/30s His work ethic Lowry, Grandfather I think have kept me grounded

I was 10 sec in before I realised he's speaking English 😂😂

went to watch it in sheffield. Definitly the best Jamie except for the first guy who played him

The pictures are lovely and the commentary interesting, but I could do without the slightly distracting non-music in the background.

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I hated that time when my class went to it allow me theatre but I couldn’t because I was sick at least I can go to it soon

You need some high light lighting there- pretty washed out displays! Pity, great artist.

Not popular by me I'm afraid. Such depressing colours (only rivalled by Paul Klee). Awful compositions too. The Golden Section was lost on the guy. We don't need to be reminded of the depressing environment of northern England in the early 20th Century.

To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die-to sleep, No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream-ay, there's the rub: For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause-there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th'unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry And lose the name of action.

I got to see this and I know the main character and she was amazing would totally recomend

Wooo! Sending love from Hebden bridge! ❤

Having first seen Timothy Spall act in Auf Wiedersehen, Pet. Who would have thought that he would become one of our greatest actors. I love to watch him in all he does. 👏🏻👏🏻

Love the beadwork vest.

Great video, Just watched an A I on TikTok of his painting brought to life,

That Welsh scene is the mining town of Bargoed . I lived there for three years in the late 60s. That scene was obviously painted from a mountainside frequented by the local scrambling club. And so I recognised the scene when a slideshow of Lowry's work was shown at the local Worker's Education Association in the town library. My mother used to do a bit of painting herself, although she tended to do posters for local events, as she had been a aircraft factory draftsperson in WW2. I was used to being taken to art exhibitions, but from that slideshow I developed an immediate interest in Lowry, that persists to this day. And now I know a lot more about his life, there are huge parallels with my own. Must visit the Lowry next time I am in the UK.

A truly fantastically great show! I am desperate to see it again! Just a nice little reminder to the cast and crew, Every single night you make hundreds (possibly thousands at other venues) of peoples live so much better, possibly immersing them in a love of theatre, or a passion of fantastically great women, but no matter what, you all change the world, just by living in it.

Can we really do A Chorus Line w/O the original Bennett's direction and choreography. Based on this trailer, looks like YES!

Holy shit that was BEAUTIFUL.

I love Timothy Spall

Are you guys Lowry Digital Images?

Thank you for this video. I really admire Timothy Spall as an actor and I am not surprised that he is a talented artist as well!

To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die-to sleep, No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream-ay, there's the rub: For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause-there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life.

I think the second portrait looks like an alcoholic...the bloodshot eyes and red nose as hallmarks of the disease.

Great, These 2 bounce off one another. Very enjoyable, Thank you. Lowry paintings are a little sad , but one gazes into the depth of his paintings.

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What can you say ...brilliant listening to the pair discuss very deeply the impetus and mind of this amazing artist ...Timothy captures the man on a very natural level and it's well worth seeing the film

those steps in peel park are in a scene from hobsons choice

He neither plays nor recites, he lives in this role. I share all feelings, emotions he conveys. No literature, but life. Shakespeare would be pleased. After all, Hamlet was a guy rather than Seneca. He expressed himself rather than moralized.

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My mum lived next door to a young girl in Heywood. The girl was called Susan Lowery and she was 9 years old. She wrote to L S Lowry asking if they were related because they had the same surname. He wrote back to her stating that they spelt their names differently so they couldn’t be but he came to visit her and her parents and they struck up a very special friendship. Coming from Lancashire and having a grandmother and great-grandmother who worked in the mills I have a fond connection with the works of Lowry. I also lived in Salford Quays and could see the Lowry Centre from my apartment. My mum has a signed print which we cherish. What a wonderful gifted and kind man he was.

He is so adorable and sweet