Review: The Author
When does the spectator become the spectated?
Tim Crouch's new play at the Royal Court Theatre is possibly more about the spectator than that of the pl...
Reviews
Review: The Gospels of Childhood
The Barbican Centre is an odd place, I have come to realise. It is somewhat of a community built within itself and it's concrete walls. There is a housing estat...
Review: Alan Cumming, I Brought a Blue Car Today
I don't see there being much point in writing a long and detailed review of Alan Cumming's one man show, I Brought a Blue Car Today it is one of those events th...
Three More Sleepless Nights – Review
Theatre is an adventure, where we have to some times take risks and dive in the deep end. I had some spare time, chose the National Theatre and got the cheape...
The Dance’s The Thing [Part 1]
An Experiment: What happens when you take someone so rooted in theatre and ask them to spectate upon dance. Not just any sort of dance for that matter, but a Da...
Review: What’s Wrong With Angry?
I could begin with saying What's Wrong With Angry?... What ISN'T wrong with angry? But I'm pretty sure some other reviewer will be quick off the mark to use t...