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Asylum seeker Serge (Ncuti Gatwa) greets the audience with an effusive speech about storytelling. He is joined by Nick Blakeley as A,
Hanna’s daughter Ellie is not her birth daughter. After a mix-up at the hospital, she returned to the ex-council house that she
In Jack London’s 1906 novel White Fang, the eponymous wolf puppy loses his family, is brutalised by the society he joins but
Shaun Kitchener’s Christmas Farce, set in the green room of a contemporary retelling of the Nativity on press night, is rife with “Ooh,
There’s something quite frantic and stressful about trying to have a sexy time... Ka Bradley on House of Kittens and erotic storytelling.
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The town is an everytown – judging by the accents, it could be anywhere in Britain or America. The set gives no
It is an often exhausting cliche that a play about a young woman finding happiness in herself and in her community must
A flirtatious, provoking piece: Ka Bradley reviews Eun-Me Ahn's work exploring identity and androgyny at Dance Umbrella 2017.
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Three figures face the audience from a circle of pebbles, shells, dried seaweed and other sea debris. Mab (Jessica Carroll), clad in
The duality of space, or how not to catch a Lapras: Ka Bradley reviews Charlotte Spencer Projects' immersive piece on a disused site near London City Airport.
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If you just really, really want to run around pretending you’re a vampire, this is for you: Ka Bradley reviews immersive theatre by Hammer House of Horror.
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Women turned into monsters: Ka Bradley reviews 27 degrees' exploration of the Medusa myth.
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Calling a play about artificial insemination Turkey is the set-up for a bawdy comedy. Fair warning: if you go in for cheap
Shot through with nervous, defiant ecstasy: Ka Bradley reviews Hofesh Shechter's new work based on the apocalypse.
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Well-meaning but clumsily delivered: Ka Bradley reviews Cirkus Cirkör's new work inspired by the migrant crisis.
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Lost amongst the swarm: Ka Bradley reviews an 'enigmatic and complex' new work by Wayne McGregor.
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Mind the fake blood and bring cash for the bar: Ka Bradley reviews the latest show from Secret Studio Lab based on [redacted].
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The queue outside the Playhouse, Wilderness Festival’s intimate, blue-domed theatre, is 50-people deep as early as 40 minutes before the start of
A very specific evolutionary niche: Ka Bradley reviews Figs in Wigs at the Battersea Arts Centre.
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We couldn't, and yet, we do: Ka Bradley reviews les ballets C de la B performing Alain Platel's work inspired by Gustav Mahler.
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Jars the audience like a slap on the arse: Ka Bradley reviews a series of three new works, including one by Liz Aggiss.
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So much heavy breathing: Ka Bradley reviews Darren Johnston's new work at the Barbican.
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This Is Not Culturally Significant is a one-man show performed by a nude man. But there’s more to it than shock value
Based on poet Benjamin Zephaniah’s young adult novel of the same name, Lemn Sissay’s adaptation of Refugee Boy is a well-paced but
Ka Bradley reviews the Hong Kong Dance Company's underwhelming staging of an ancient folktale.
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Dr Carnesky’s Incredible Bleeding Woman is a feminist cabaret show that celebrates menstruation. One one hand it’s a courageous attempt to provoke
Falling somewhere between a Viz cartoon and an episode of Father Ted, Holy Presents is a bubbly, Christmassy domestic farce written about
Opening with a pointedly tedious sermon about hi-fis, held together by a long speech that loosely charts the changing face of labour