In Belleville Rendez-vous, Fellswoop Theatre, recent graduates from Warwick University, bring Sylvain Chomet’s Academy Award winning animated film to the stage (with the Chomet’s own seal of approval). The stage show starts by placing us in a cabaret watching the Les Triplettes de Belleville jazz trio (double bass, electric guitar, and accordion) – a scruffy-looking bunch of fellows, […]
Writings
Bunk Puppets and Scamp Theatre: Swamp Juice
August 17th, 2011 by Charlotte SmithSwamp Juice offers shadow puppetry to tickle the senses of adults and children alike. It’s a jiggling, gobbling journey of rolling eyes, wagging chins, monsters with wiry hair and pincer-like attacks. The show is also always watchable on the two levels of projected and live movement. It opens up the workings of the puppetry, so one […]
Adrian Howells: May I Have the Pleasure…?
August 17th, 2011 by Dorothy Max PriorMay I Have the Pleasure…? purports to be a wedding party, and is set in a room-with-a-view at The Point hotel. We, naturally, are the wedding guests. There are ribbons and streamers and purple balloons; and celebratory silver sugared almonds and teeny little gold bells set out on all the tables, which are arranged around the […]
David Hughes Dance / Al Seed: Last Orders
August 17th, 2011 by Dorothy Max PriorThrough the glass darkly… And what do we find if we cross the divide? Heaven, hell, or a purgatory of eternal partying? Last Orders uses smoke and mirrors – literally and metaphorically – to explore its twilight world, a dreadful disco of lost souls condemned to a St Vitus’ Dance with no respite. Dominating the stage for […]
Spielpalast Cabaret: Spielpalast Cabaret
August 17th, 2011 by Dorothy Max PriorThe Spielpalast Cabaret, who hail from Burlington, Vermont in the USA, are a troupe dedicated to restoring cabaret to its feisty, transgressive, gender-bending, political origins – referencing the bathtub gin of the Roaring 20s, the artistic rebellion of Dada, and the transgressive decadence of the Weimar Republic. And how does this manifest? In a rip-roaring […]