Made of Library

I went to see this production on the final night of it’s run. I was unsure what to expect as I’ve often found that amateur theatre can be quite uneven; somewhat hit and miss in whether it manages to pull off what it was intending to achieve. Considering the historical importance of this document, a miss could be almost blasphemous. It’s been quite a few years since I read the book, and mostly what I remembered what that it was very much the diary of a young girl. It was full of complaining about parents and how no one understands and puberty and dealing with all the usual emotional ups and downs that teenagers have to deal with. I remember being somewhat surprised at how normal all of that seemed, despite the uniqueness of Anne’s situation. I was worried, that the theatre version was going to be a couple of hours of emo whining by a young and inexperienced actor. Thankfully there was more to it than that. Henny Walters played Anne, and I found her acting to be somewhat for