Battle scene from Ivan van Hove’s production of Roman Tragedies. This scene is from Antony and Cleopatra. He has condensed Coriolanus, Julius Caesar and Antony and Cleopatra into 6 hours. At this point live percussionists were raging
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Oh dear. I really wanted to like this so much. Firstly the Sam Wanamaker Playhouse at Shakespeare’s Globe is possibly my favourite theatre. It is an absolutely beautiful re-creation of one of the first indoor theatres. It’s an intimate space in which you feel almost feel the actors’ breath, and it is lighted, with a few exceptions, entirely by candlelight.
Not being a great fan of Jacobean tragedy I was really looking forward to seeing how the play would work in a space for which it could have been written. And on an extremely positive note, Read more
“My intention in giving it this name was to indicate that Hedda as a personality is to be regarded rather as her father’s daughter than as her husband’s wife.” Henrik Ibsen
A play first performed in 1891, written by 62 year old man, who here writes that the female protagonist has a personality, and that her personality is defined by men (father and husband). Ivan Van Hove’s stark production at the National Theatre shows how utterly credible Hedda is, and what an extraordinary play it remains.
Monday night to the Royal Court to see three of my favourite actors in a new play by Lucy Kirkwood. I came out of the play, having been engrossed for its almost 2 hour straight-through performance, not feeling emotionally excited or moved, but feeling that I had seen something quite profound, which would stay in my head and continue to evolve there. The play has
It’s been a bit of a whirlwind week – one exhibition, one gig and one play. I have to say this play was not my choice, but it’s at a theatre I really like, and I’ll go and see Mark Gatiss in pretty much anything. I thought I was in for an excellent production of a dated play. What whipped the rug out from under my feet was
This National Theatre of Scotland production of Lee Hall’s play based on the book The Sopranos by Alan Warner (I can’t imagine why they changed the name), has reached London for a run in the tiny Dorfman Theatre.
(Sensitive readers be aware – this play is about sober and drunk teenage girls talking about, looking for and having sex. Bawdy is a bit of an understatement.)