Writings

Bunk Puppets, Slapdash Galaxy

Bunk Puppets: Slapdash Galaxy

August 7th, 2013 by

‘There are monsters everywhere!’ gleefully intones Mr Bunk into a colour changing torch uplighting his face at the top of his show. Mr Bunk, aka Jeff Achtem, is a properly charming performer, with whom it’s a pleasure to spend an hour. As he leaps, runs, trips and laughs around the stage operating his homemade shadow […]

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Clout Theatre, The Various Lives of Infinite Nullity

Clout Theatre: The Various Lives of Infinite Nullity

August 7th, 2013 by

Shortlisted for a Total Theatre Award in the Emerging Artist / Company category at last year’s Fringe, Clout return with this truly surprising experiment in tone and form. Is it a clown show about suicide? A live art piece playing with endings? Physical theatre exploring the violent urges shimmering just below the surface of tea […]

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Ontroerend Goed, Fight Night | Photo: Reinout Hiel

Ontroerend Goed: Fight Night

August 7th, 2013 by

Roman, Charlotte, Sophie, David, Valentijn. Who will you vote for? Who will I vote for? Voting here in this theatre set-up is anonymous, just as it is in the ballot box in the wider world. As we come into the auditorium we are issued with little electronic devices that will allow us to tap in […]

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Little Bulb, Squally Showers

Little Bulb: Squally Showers

August 7th, 2013 by

Silver slash, naked mannequins, clear plastic chairs, a water cooler, a British Isles rug – welcome to the newsroom, the well-oiled machine of monumental broadcasts. Little Bulb’s latest show is a kind of physical comedy sit-com with the comic twist that all the (black-legginged, bare-footed) characters express themselves not only through the sort of tit-for-tat […]

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Fire Exit / David Leddy, Long Live the Little Knife | Photo: Tommy Ga-Ken Wan

Fire Exit / David Leddy: Long Live the Little Knife

August 7th, 2013 by

Stage backdrop, floor and even the audience seating are covered with paint-splattered canvas. It’s like sitting in the middle of a Jackson Pollock painting. Although we are seated in a regular theatre space, I read in the script notes that the author (David Leddy) envisions it as set in an art gallery or disused warehouse. […]

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