The blackout gave me the most memorable night at the Theatre I've ever had.
I was an apprentice technician for Lake George Opera. For one of the operas we had to drive down to NYC to get a much needed prop. I had seen Andre Serbans production of "The Cherry Orchard" the past spring and it was amazing, so I persuaded the person I was travelling with to get tickets to it. This production starred Irene Worth and Raul Julia. They had finished the run in May but I was thrilled to find out they were having a return engagement for a month and a half and that it would be running when we made our trip south.
The play was going on and it was as amazing as I had recalled it when all of a sudden the lights went out during act 1. At first everyone thought it was a mistake until somebody announced that there was a full city blackout. Some people left, but not having anywhere to go, we stayed. Finally they announced that they would continue the performance. Stagehands gathered all of the candelabras that had been a part of the set and any other candle they could find and circled the stage. Stagehands and actors who weren't in scenes manned flashlights and they finished the play. It was, simply put, MAGICAL.
Usually in most productions at the end of the play when Madame Ranevskaya makes her exit she slowly walks out. Serban, the director, had Irene Worth literally run full speed around the thrust of the Vivian Beaumont stage, pause, run around again, pause again, run around a third time and then leave. When I first saw the production that moment was heartbreaking. The night of the blackout it became spellbinding. Every time she ran around the stage, the wind from her dress caused more and more candles to go out. By the time she finished her third time around the stage there was only one candle left burning. They couldn't have planned that effect if they tried. It will be a performance I will never forget.