Tag Archives: Physical theatre

The Corn Exchange: Man of Valour

The Corn Exchange: Man of Valour

August 12th, 2011 by

An office worker transforms into an action hero in this energetic physical production by the Corn Exchange, Dublin. Think The Secret Life of Walter Mitty meets Hitchcock’s The Lodger meets the latest SF blockbuster or fantasy computer game. The juxtaposition of inane chit-chat and life-or-death fights provides plenty of humour. The humming of the photocopier becomes the buzzing of […]

Read more →
Babolin Theatre: To Avoid Precipice Cling to Rock

Babolin Theatre: To Avoid Precipice Cling to Rock

August 11th, 2011 by

This skilled tongue-in-cheek comedy teeters on the brink of musical theatre and mines the genre for all it is worth. The performances of the all-female ensemble cast are notably tight and professional, with well-constructed vocal harmonies and some very effective and humorous choreography. We follow the group as they journey across a mountain in search […]

Read more →
Told by an Idiot: The Dark Philosophers ¦ Photo: Toby Farrow

Told by an Idiot: The Dark Philosophers

August 10th, 2011 by

Meet Gwyn Thomas, who is dead. He won’t lie down but he does occasionally slump on a sofa clutching the urn that holds his ashes, and often he’s to be found perched on a staircase, listening in on his father and his younger self, or eavesdropping on his neighbours. ‘Tell him to…’ he says, planting […]

Read more →
Theatre Ad Infinitum: Translunar Paradise ¦ Photo: Alex Brenner

Theatre Ad Infinitum: Translunar Paradise

August 10th, 2011 by

Oh heart, oh troubled heart! An old man, recently bereaved, sits and sits, the minutes ticking by with painful slowness. He makes tea, and out of habit pours two cups, one for him and one for his dead wife. And still he sits. Watching him in anguish is the spirit of his wife, desperate to […]

Read more →
Matteo Cionini: Sans Mots

Matteo Cionini: Sans Mots

August 8th, 2011 by

At its highest, Sans Mots is a concentrated concerto of sound and mime. Matteo Cionini plays a maverick conductor, alternatively dashing and bored. One moment he’s driving the orchestra through red lights, tossing his curly locks, or pouncing as though at the Olympics fencing final. Then his attention wanders, and he starts cleaning his suit or trying […]

Read more →