From the get-go, you can consider yourself got! The audience files into this lovely little theatre – a relatively new addition to Liverpool’s vibrant cultural quarter - to be greeted by the sight of Jen, their host for the evening, patently dead, noose still round her neck. In a beautifully structured play by writer Ste Mc, directed by Sarah Sharp, her task is to tell the story of the building, interwoven with her own story and those of other characters who have met their end there.
June 2019 sees the return of Physical Fest, the international festival of physical theatre held in Liverpool in its new format of a biennial, combining performances and workshops from local and international artists and companies. Also new this year is the decision to have an international residency artist, award winning Izumi Ashizawa, who kick starts the performance side of the festival with the piece ‘I Cried Because I Had No Shoes Until…’ created and performed by herself and Matthew Austin.
Think it's a solo show? Think again. Private Eye Butt Kapinski (Deanna Fleysher) invites you to co-star in a film noir choose-your-own-adventure murder mystery set in a seedy world riddled with sex, sin, shadows, and subterfuge. Or Liverpool on a wet and windy Tuesday night.
Last Appointment, written by John Mc and directed by Zara Marie Brown, is about Alice (Mairi-Claire Kennedy), a mother dealing with the effects of abuse.
We first meet her reading a letter, the crash of waves resonating in the background, before she calls a therapist, Stuart (Damien Rowe), to make that first appointment, at which we discover her marital problems and her adverse reaction to a seemingly innocuous remark from her husband.
Coming in at just under an hour, Lost Souls, written by Joe Lucking and directed by Maggi Green, takes us to the afterlife where the dead have the right to one return visit: but how will they use it?
It’s Your Funeral is a Liverpool-based dark comedy, written and directed by Kitty Lee Cooper, which follows Gary (Joe Ball), a recently sacked, depressed accountant who returns home from London for his Mum’s funeral.
Liverpool born writer Steve Bird presents four of his short stories about everyday people’s lives and how there is often more to them than meets the eye: the ubiquitous second glance.
All Things Considered Theatre Company strive to create beautiful, challenging theatre that is both meaningful and purposeful. This is evident from their current offering Wake Up Maggie (presented as part of the ever growing Liverpool Fringe Festival), as the company’s founder and artistic director Emma Bramley and associate artist Stuart Crowther grapple with the nuance of social class and the North South divide.
Two farces on two successive evenings will soon get your head spinning, the busiest form of theatre, and I've turned to Google: 'a comic dramatic work using buffoonery and horseplay … with crude characterization and ludicrously improbable situations'. There you go, Spymonkey ticks all the boxes (doubtful they'd be pleased about that), squeezes in a few of their own and twists some of them into a bizarre variety of shapes. You do tend to suspect that as much as amusing the audience, they dearly love to make fellow cast member’s corpse, which of course makes it all even funnier.
We wuz robbed – well, of course that's how I'd like to start the review, but cannot deprive them of that last star, for sheer nerve, in both senses of the word. One could also say 'borrowed' or 'inspired' when taking films like Aeroplane and Mission Impossible, the Marx Brothers etc, into account. It is a play of two halves (almost) but despite the bad, the good at times is spectacular, as are the cast.
In the back room of Frederik’s Bar on Hope Street, Liverpool, a group of 5 adults dressed up and - in their own words - acted like dicks for an hour. In a grown up take on the popular pantomime format, James Stephenson as Batman and Catherine Devine as Robin (not a female Robin, you understand, but rather in typical pantomime fashion a female playing a male role) went on an adventure - a convoluted one, of course.
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