Punchdrunk ‘Drowned Man’

The Drowned ManThis week I finally got to see Punchdrunk’s latest offering “The Drowned Man” even typing that I wonder is ‘see’ the right word? Probably not. Experienced perhaps? Lived? Survived even? It’s not anything you do as passively as ‘see’ there is nothing passive about it, as three hours of running up and downContinueContinue reading “Punchdrunk ‘Drowned Man’”

The National Theatre…50 years young?

So the National Theatre is 50 years old today.The National is an important theatre to me. All theatres are important so this one is maybe ‘special’. I’ve spent the last three years researching a production that took place there, I’ve written conference papers on performances there and all but absorbed the entire history in theContinueContinue reading “The National Theatre…50 years young?”

Reviews: A Magistrate, A horse and some Privates on Parade

A conference and working weekend in London meant I got to see some theatre (of course)The Magistrate (National Theatre) I was mulling over whether to see the latest NT Live broadcast which was this play and realised I was in London for it. So as tickets were about the same price to see it actually in the theatre IContinueContinue reading “Reviews: A Magistrate, A horse and some Privates on Parade”

Without You (Review of sorts)

I plan on using this blog to do more reviews as I reason I see a lot of theatre and blogging about it rather than  just my general moans occasionally makes for more interesting reading.I also quite pride myself on my critical eye when it comes to theatre-seeing through the hype and also giving creditContinueContinue reading “Without You (Review of sorts)”

No more daydreams

“All those daydreams become fantasies rather than possibilities”That’s a quote from one of my favourite films ‘Third Star’ highly recommend it (have tissues at the ready). It’s a highly accurate quote, and while I for the most part stopped dreaming of the big things a while ago (I think it’s called your mid twenties) I had thought myContinueContinue reading “No more daydreams”

Sex Swansea and Sian Phillips

Little review of ‘Little Dogs’ or ‘How I went to the pub with Arthur Darvill’So me ‘The Watson’  (as regular readers of this blog may know her) and another work colleague took a road trip to Swansea in the rain (is there any other kind?) to see National Theatre of Wales/Frantic Assembly’s ‘Little Dogs’. OurContinueContinue reading “Sex Swansea and Sian Phillips”