Beauty, Morality, Ageing, Power… Theatre elder Dorothy Max Prior, young reporter/performer  Ciaran Hammond, and – placed somewhere between those two – artist and writer Zoe Czavda Redo offer a three-way reflection on Gob Squad’s Creation (Pictures for Dorian) ‘It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.’  Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Dorothy Max […]

Outside the theatre, there’s a drizzle and the sky is fluorescent grey. Inside, a much larger storm seems to be brewing: wind howls by the regal gold balconies, the sound of heavy rain slapping and splashing on decks is so convincing I look around in fear for the seats – their aged red velvet already fragile. […]

A woman in a skirt-suit and glossy dark hair hurries through a corridor, trailing a suitcase. Another one, identically dressed, mirror image or fellow flight attendant, crosses opposite, also with suitcase. They traverse the back strip of a bare stage, exposed by opened black curtains. A third woman (or is it the first?) comes from […]

Not too hot, not too cold, but just right. Goldilock, Stock and Three Smoking Bears is a meta-theatrical physical comedy piece that is both whimsical and depraved. The basic premise is as follows: an East London gang lord, Harry, gets one of his shmucks, a Danny Dyer-esque, wheeler-dealer type called Vinnie, to sell a central London property. […]

In the small space of Camden People’s Theatre, two women walk on in slow motion, and take centre-stage between clothes hanging from the ceiling, projected text onto the back wall, and a ring of fairy lights, glowing in the dim light… We Never Go Places To Dance Anymore sits you down on a proverbial bean […]