Writings

Ontroerend Goed: Audience

August 8th, 2011 by

Ontroerend Goed have created a body of interactive/immersive theatre work that plays with the audience, investigating the borderlands occupied by ‘performer’ and ‘audience member’, and interrogating the role of audience. Their latest piece is called, simply, Audience. It was a given that this ongoing investigation was going to be at the heart of the piece. The […]

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Ramesh Meyyappan: Snails and Ketchup

Ramesh Meyyappan: Snails and Ketchup

August 8th, 2011 by

Snails and Ketchup is a wordless retelling of Italo Calvino’s The Baron in the Trees, just one man (Ramesh Meyyappan) and his pianist (Toh Tze Chin) conjuring up the before-its-time tale of social protest and environmental concern as the son of a dysfunctional aristocratic family defies convention and protests against his lot by taking to a […]

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Company XIV: Pinocchio: A Fantasy of Pleasures

Company XIV: Pinocchio: A Fantasy of Pleasures

August 8th, 2011 by

Pleasure Island: ‘It’s right there in the name’. Venetian masks, raunchy dancers in basques (the boys too!), a boisterous MC in a leather biker jacket, gas masks and feathers, and a blue fairy caught by her wings… Sweet dreams, you bad, bad boys! Company XIV take Pinocchio’s trip to the debauched fantasyland where boys grow […]

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NeTTheatre: Turandot ¦ Photo: Fourtheye Photography

NeTTheatre: Turandot

August 8th, 2011 by

None shall sleep, not if Poland’s NeTTheatre have anything to do with it… Leather queens in bullet belts and kitten heels belting out karaoke versions of ‘Nessun Dorma’; a bank of Barbie dolls mounted on table football rods and real-life Barbie-doll-girls dancing disjointed dances; the incessant looping of snatches of Turandot’s score; a mannequin hung by […]

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Fish and Game: Alma Mater

Fish and Game: Alma Mater

August 8th, 2011 by

A little girl is sat looking up at you with crystal-clear blue eyes. A moment ago she wasn’t there, and neither was the canary cage at the head of her bed or the yellow bird hoping and jumping from perch to perch. A second later she’s gone again and we’re in a forest. Knowing teenagers […]

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