Writings

National Theatre of Scotland: An Appointment with The Wicker Man

National Theatre of Scotland: An Appointment with The Wicker Man

August 8th, 2012 by

It opens like a Farndale Avenue show. An am-dram production by the Loch Parry Players of The Wicker Man, with suitably dilapidated scenery, naff costumes and an inappropriate West End style showbiz song and dance number which is very ably done. The core cast of familiar Wicker Man characters are assembled to rehearse, sending cues to the […]

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Faye Draper: Tea is an Evening Meal ¦ Photo: Oran Milstein

Faye Draper: Tea is an Evening Meal

August 8th, 2012 by

Breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, dinner, supper… Well, at least we are all agreed on breakfast. But what does ‘tea’ mean to you? A brew with biccies or an evening meal? There are around twelve of us gathered around a nice old-fashioned kitchen table, a decent solid pine-wood table, not one of those lightweight things from […]

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Ontroerend Goed: All That is Wrong

Ontroerend Goed: All That is Wrong

August 8th, 2012 by

Girl, 18. She’s dressed in a loose pink jersey and skinny jeans, limp blonde hair falling over her face, no make-up. There’s an echo of the Corinne Day photos of the young Kate Moss in her cool and loose prettiness. She’s sitting on the floor next to a young man, and they’re talking in a […]

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Clout: How a Man Crumbled

Clout: How a Man Crumbled

August 7th, 2012 by

In How a Man Crumbled, Lecoq trained Clout Theatre invite us to dive head-first into the absurd and violent world of Russian poet Daniil Kharms. They tell their tale with a great deal of panache, using a provocative mix of dark clown, slapstick and surrealist imagery, and the end result has something of the feel of […]

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How It Ended Productions: You Obviously Know What I’m Talking About

How It Ended Productions: You Obviously Know What I’m Talking About

August 6th, 2012 by

Meet Winfield Scott-Boring. He lives all alone and never goes out. His little flat is piled high with old copies of Sea Angler magazine (he doesn’t go sea angling, he just likes reading the magazines), and he works in his pyjamas, ‘fixing the unfixable’. At night he goes to bed with a Californian self-help cassette […]

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