This is the first time I've seen the footlights in action, so maybe after a while I'll get used them.
In the second act there was scenery representing tombstones, there was a round hole in the canvas to represent the moon, shades were raised over the footlights, and from horns and contrabass came deep notes while many people appeared from right and left wearing black cloaks and holding things like daggers in their hands.
Years later I wrote myself a starring role in a Footlights sketch as a pirate captain who did nothing but lurch about shouting orders.
But he is still a consummate entertainer, and the love that passes across the footlights, in both directions, is palpable.
Increasingly, too, more and more unexpected kinds of people are leaping the footlights and taking to the stage themselves.