Tag Archives: Edinburgh Festival Fringe 2015

Wales Millennium Centre - Man to Man - Photo by Polly Thomas

Wales Millennium Centre: Man to Man

August 17th, 2015 by

This stunning solo piece fully captivated me right from the start. Originally performed in 1987 (with Tilda Swinton in the role), Manfred Karge’s gritty play is enlivened in a new translation by Alexandra Wood with the excellent Margaret Ann Bain as Ella. The pre-set introduced a stylish design: a sparse room with basic furniture (including […]

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Pajama Men - 2 Man 3 Musketeers

Pajama Men: 2 Man 3 Musketeers

August 17th, 2015 by

Dressed in nicely designed pyjamas, Shenoah Allen and Mark Chavez amuse each other and the rest of us with their silly, semi-improvised spoof of Dumas’s novel. Using just two chairs as set, and accompanied on several instruments by a very talented musician, the plot provides some sense of a logical journey through the daftness, with […]

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Thaddeus Phillips: 17 Border Crossings

Thaddeus Phillips: 17 Border Crossings

August 16th, 2015 by

We start with a man sitting at a desk and a speech from Shakespeare – Henry V to be precise. Inventor of the parchment passport in 1440, it would seem. This leads into a breathless dash through the history of the passport. Twentieth century innovations include the 1920 League of Nations standardisation, with 32 pages […]

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Hitch! Mary Bijou Cabaret - photo by Tom Beardshaw

Nights at the Circus and other Tales from the Fringe

August 16th, 2015 by

And so we edge towards the half-way mark of the Edinburgh Fringe 2015. A line is in any case drawn for me on this middle weekend as I escape the wind and wet of Scotland for hopefully sunnier days in Catalonia (to take part in The Art of Comedy at The Actors Space, if you […]

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Clout Feast

Clout Theatre: Feast

August 15th, 2015 by

The centre of the stage is filled with soil. Three almost-naked bodies. It rains, they get wet, the soil turns to mud. They get very dirty, their bare skin and the skimpy bits of muslin cloth preserving their modesty (more or less) coated in mud. It’s a mess, a filthy bloody mess. So that’s the […]

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