Review: Cargo, The Arcola
I should have expected Cargo to be harrowing. In fact, if I'd thought about it I should have arranged an intravenous drip to rehydrate me after all the weeping, and a night-light to keep the…
I should have expected Cargo to be harrowing. In fact, if I'd thought about it I should have arranged an intravenous drip to rehydrate me after all the weeping, and a night-light to keep the…
Sarah Kane's Cleansed is a tangled tapestry of torment. It depicts torture, rape, hanging, mutilation and murder. It has a couple of softer moments, in which lovers make sacrifices for one a…
Packing thought-provoking theatre into parcels of just forty-five minutes, the Bridewell Theatre serves up lunchbox-sized slices of the arts. Cradled between office blocks and museums, with …
When a play is based upon something dull – some obscure historical event or niche political case " one inevitably cuts it some slack. A musical based on EU fishing regulation is unlike…
A Tit Show manages to make boobs boring. Impressive, right? However little I enjoyed this show, I can't help but heap praise on this particular point, bought at the cost of forty-five minute…
If Testimony has a point, it might be that supercharged masculinity and empathy don't sit well together. It could well be a critique of the kind of savage entitlement displayed by wealthy an…
Puppetry and dementia aren't the most obvious partners. Normally associated with slapstick silliness, it's hard to imagine how puppets would provide a poignant vehicle for expressing painful…
Banjo Man is a perfect concept searching for some finer execution. This one-woman show is the brainchild of Quina Chapman, an achingly talented, honey-voiced performer who takes us on a tour…