My choice cuts from Edinburgh Fringe

Just back from Edinburgh, where I saw 20 shows in 5 days. OK, 19. We were 2 minutes late for one, and missed out. Two of the shows were at the Book Festival, one at the International Festival, and the rest on the Fringe. I also gave a reading at the Fruitmarket Gallery with someContinue reading “My choice cuts from Edinburgh Fringe”

Exeunt

It slipped my mind to mention this, but over the last year or so I have written a number of reviews for the excellent online theatre magazine Exeunt. So far I have covered classical experiments, perambulatory music, spoken word and poetry-inspired theatre… Click here to read the latest, my take on a Spitalfields Festival walkingContinue reading “Exeunt”

Cillian Murphy in Misterman

On Sunday, Mrs Yogic and I went to see Misterman by Irish playwright Enda Walsh at the National Theatre. Performed by just one man in the cavernous space of the Lyttleton, this is the most sublimely affecting theatre I’ve seen in years. Cillian Murphy is an astonishing actor and the star of two of myContinue reading “Cillian Murphy in Misterman”

Edinburgh Fringe

I’m just back from a four-day trip to Edinburgh where I saw a whopping sixteen shows, including the fantastic, surreal office farce Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl (pictured above). In customary Fringe style, I am reviewing my shows using a complex star-rating system, out of five. Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl (BarrowContinue reading “Edinburgh Fringe”

It Felt Like A Kiss

I was lucky enough to see Punchdrunk’s collaboration with filmmaker Adam Curtis, It Felt Like A Kiss, for Manchester International Festival. A magical mystery tour / ghost train through a deserted five storey office block, deep into the bleeding heart of pop culture, terror and the American dream. It was astonishing. Some have described Punchdrunk’sContinue reading “It Felt Like A Kiss”

Hamlet at The Donmar

  Last night Sarah and I went to see Grandage’s Hamlet at The Donmar – well, The Wyndham Theatre anyway. I generally hate the West End, but there you go.   It was, of course, Jude Law as the Dane. I have a specific – if slightly tenuous – reason to see this: my mother was JudeContinue reading “Hamlet at The Donmar”