Camille
Hackney Empire, LondonA child is on stage, its rigid body rocking as it speed-chants a poem. A man and woman are arguing about love, and a bored housewife is regretting her move to Mars. A mother and her baby nestle together, blowing bubbles at each other. And is that the ghost of Edith Piaf, warbling enthusiastically about how excellent the French are at photocopying?A multitude of characters crosses …