Reviews

Written for Everything Theatre

Okay, I’ll be honest here. I was not overly enthusiastic when I read the subtitle of this show: The Tragedy of a Woman Who Gave Birth to a Grizzly Bear. In fact, the first connection I made was with questionable films like Mega Shark versus Giant Octopus. And in spite of their high entertainment value, that is not a favourable comparison. But occasionally you come across shows that take you completely by surprise, and I’m happy to report that Bear is one of those.

Written for Everything Theatre

While I completely support the idea of festivals, be it music, theatre or otherwise, they can be a bit of a hassle. For one, they usually involve three-page, colour-coded, cross-referencing schedules that are completely unreadable on the screen of your phone. Also, lots of walking. Fortunately church-turned-theatre The Space has decided to give their 2013 invention The One Festival another go this year. In one evening you get to see between three and five solo performances by young talent. No choosing, so no complicated schedules, and the only walking you have to do is up the stairs to the bar and back. Easy peasy.

Written for Everything Theatre

Oedipus Retold is a double bill where playwright Jeremy Kingston combines his original work Oedipus at the Crossroads with an adaption of Sophocles’ Oedipus Tyrannos. It’s this adaption that we see first, and where we meet the tragic hero who’s mostly known today for having his very own complex named after him.

Written for Everything Theatre

As someone who has recently moved to the UK, there are a few theatre events that I would class as very British. One of those would be seeing Shakespeare at the Globe. Another is pantomime at a pub theatre. As it happens, Twisted Dame’s Sleeping Beauty is playing at one of those traditional pub downstairs, theatre upstairs combinations: the cosy Hen and Chickens Theatre Bar in Islington.

Written for Everything Theatre

Seeing a site-specific show is always a bit of an adventure. First, there’s the challenge of getting to the location. Directionally challenged as I am, this can sometimes be rather off-putting, especially when you end up at least two buses away from a decent Wi-Fi signal. Then the venue and amenities also vary. Sometimes you end up standing around in a field desperately wishing you’d put on that extra jumper. Or that you hadn’t had that cup of tea just before you left. Fortunately Old Cholmeley Boys’ Club is a very manageable five minutes away from Dalston Overground station. It also turns out to be warm, and furnished with toilets as well as plenty of chairs. In short, it’s site-specific theatre that’s also suitable for those of us who don’t like to suffer for art.