Posts tagged ‘the scotsman’

16 August, 2010

Cirque de Legume **

Cirque de Legume

Cirque de Legume. Image courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

Gilded Balloon Teviot, 6 – 30 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 665)

The most impressive feat achieved in this send-up of circus performance is training the audience, Pavlov-style, to applaud whenever the phrase ‘How ‘bout that?’ is uttered – whether it follows a ‘levitating’ radish or an onion ‘striptease’. The two red-nosed clowns commit so fully to gross-out, chewed-food spectacle and clumsy sleight of hand that they must be aiming to be ‘so bad it’s good’. Unfortunately they aren’t quite that bad.

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16 August, 2010

The Harbour ***

The Zoo, 8 – 30 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 664)

Peter, a fisherman, falls for a selkie (a seal-woman) he finds in his nets. Peter is at sea a lot, not to mention underdeveloped as a character, so the focus falls on the strained relationship between ‘Sally’ the selkie and Peter’s mother Betty. Sally is an enigma, Betty a caricature, but the original folk tale’s inherent poignancy still manages to show through, aided by stirring live cello and vocal accompaniment.

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16 August, 2010

The Vanishing Horizon ****

The Zoo, 8 – 27 August 2010

Review for The List (issue 664)

Did someone accuse Idle Motion of being one-hit wonders? Because as if in response to such an accusation, the company has recreated the success of its 2009 smash Borges and I with near-scientific precision. Recreated, that is, as opposed to surpassed.

Make no mistake, The Vanishing Horizon is still one of the most compelling shows you’re likely to see at this year’s Fringe: an exquisite weaving-together of music, text, movement and design in which each element supports and bolsters every other. But the pattern of the weave remains exactly the same as for Borges and I: suitcases replace books, pioneering aviatrixes replace Jorge Luis Borges and the heartache of an absent parent replaces that of impending sight loss, but the proportions remain comfortably unchanged.

Perhaps there’s nothing wrong with sticking to a winning formula, and winning this formula certainly is: the luggage-based set pieces alone are so delightfully innovative that some spark spontaneous applause when deployed. Surely, though, innovation of this calibre could be put to better use than reliving past successes.

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11 August, 2010

Jo Caulfield: Cruel to Be Kind ***

Jo Caulfield in Cruel to Be Kind

Jo Caulfield in Cruel to Be Kind. Image courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

The Stand Comedy Club, 5 – 29 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 664)

Jo Caulfield wants everyone prepared for life’s realities, even if that means shattering a few illusions. Her husband’s been edged out of this routine by her friends (and strangers mistaken for friends), but her trademark snarky wit remains, finding easy targets in Jack Whitehall and Sue Perkins. Outspoken attendees even get to help her shatter some Americans’ illusions about virginity.

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11 August, 2010

The Call of Cthulhu ****

Michael Sabbaton in The Call of Cthulhu

Michael Sabbaton in The Call of Cthulhu. Image courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

Hill Street Theatre, 5 – 30 August 2010

Reviewed for the British Theatre Guide

Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness, so what better way to reinterpret H P Lovecraft’s classic horror story than as a dramatic monologue?

The style allows the indescribable horrors of the ancient god Cthulhu and his sunken citadel, R’lyeh, sensibly to remain unrepresented except as oblique hints and references, subtly sketching silhouettes and squamous details in the audience’s imaginations – just as Lovecraft’s story does.

In portraying five very different men each driven mad by forbidden knowledge, Michael Sabbaton cycles from commanding through unsettling all the way to full-on disturbing, but is never short of captivating. Fog, dingy lighting and a superb soundscape – incorporating off-kilter alien rumblings and the many moods of water, from gentle rain to raging surf – conjure an atmosphere of oppressive, gloomy, creeping dread.

Anyone not acquainted with Lovecraft’s Cthulhu mythos will have to work hard to keep up with the plot, which writhes and recurves through a disjointed series of flashbacks and one-sided conversations. But as a meditation on madness and the impossibility of un-learning knowledge, however unpleasant – that is, as an attempt to capture the essence of the source material – The Call of Cthulhu is potent indeed.

Written by Michael Sabbaton

Cast includes Michael Sabbaton

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11 August, 2010

Julien Cottereau – Imagine-toi ****

Julien Cottereau in Imagine-toi

Julien Cottereau in Imagine-toi. Image courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

Assembly @ Princes Street Gardens, 5 – 29 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 664)

The power of Julien Cottereau’s imagination knows no bounds. He has only to imagine a ball to make it as tangible for the audience as for himself. When he imagines an adorable suffering puppy, no one has the heart to put it out of its imaginary misery. From the moment he imagines that an audience member is actually a monstrous ogre, that person’s footsteps shake Princes Street Gardens to their very foundations.

That it’s all done with mime and mouth noises makes the experience more, not less, magical. Cottereau’s library of mouth-and-microphone sound effects is truly encyclopaedic. Some embarrassment is unavoidable for those he volunteers to join him on stage, but it’s amply balanced in most cases by the fantastical soundtrack he provides for them.

While the action consists largely of family-friendly silliness, it isn’t all just make-believe for its own sake. Right from the start Cottereau conjures a cruelly authoritarian but currently slumbering monster in the next room, deftly adding an undertone of rebellion – of imagination as refuge from oppression – to this daft yet moving spectacle.

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11 August, 2010

Celia Pacquola – Flying Solos ****

Celia Pacquola in Flying Solos

Celia Pacquola in Flying Solos. Image courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

Gilded Balloon Teviot, 4 – 30 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 664)

If performing stand-up is flirting with humiliation, Celia Pacquola takes humiliation home to meet her mum: having never learned the piano, she ends Flying Solos by attempting a virtuoso piece. She prefaces the attempt by effusively recounting previous ‘solos’, moments when, intentionally or otherwise, she stood out. A buoyant performance, surprising and cathartic for all involved.

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11 August, 2010

Poland 3 Iran 2 ***

Promo image for Poland 3 Iran 2

Promo image for Poland 3 Iran 2, courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

Pleasance @ Thistle Street Bar, 4 – 28 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 664)

Iran’s narrow defeat at the hands of Poland in the 1978 World Cup serves more as punctuation than as the main text of this lecture-cum-barroom shaggy dog story. Lecture because its main visual element is a slideshow; barroom tale because it’s told in a tiny pub, as the bartender wipes glasses.

For Mehrdad Seyf (representing Iran), football is intertwined with politics. For his counterpart Chris (representing Poland; he’s Essex-born but his dad’s Polish), it’s something to obsess over. For both, the relationship between Iran and Poland has affected their family history.

The resulting I-go-you-go slideshow oscillates between the fascinating, the revealing, the confessional and the merely mildly interesting; and there are some lo-res clips of the match in question, as well. While both men are engaging speakers, and the venue encourages intimacy, the show’s demands on its audience are chiefly intellectual: to take in facts and trivia, and only to respond emotionally at infrequent moments (the tale of Mehrdad’s uncle, in particular). The highly emotive closing image therefore leaves us wondering whether we’ve missed something vital.

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7 August, 2010

Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl ***

Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl promo image

Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl promo image, courtesy of the EdFringe Media Office

Traverse @ St Stephen’s, 4 – 28 August 2010

Reviewed for The List (issue 663)

When the human race has all but died out, when the Earth has erased almost all evidence of our existence, the last redoubt of our once great civilisation will be … the back office of a microwave meal manufacturer.

As a premise, it sounds half-baked; but like Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl itself, the more you stew on it, the more sense it makes. Jerry (Geoff Sobelle) and Rhoda (Charlotte Ford) are the logical conclusion of the typical office environment, where a trip to the watercooler has more to do with marking time than with thirst: they cling to office etiquette even as creepers and critters encroach inexorably on their cubicles.

Sobelle’s considerable clowning skills get a thorough workout, parodying displacement activities from photocopying to fly-swatting. But it’s the bizarre work of the clearly unhinged Jessica Grindstaff and Erik Sanko – puppeteering and remote-controlling stuffed woodland creatures that peek from drawers or erupt from boxes of printer paper – that eventually leaves the audience as hysterical as the characters, laughing uncontrollably with next to no idea why.

Written by Geoff Sobelle and Charlotte Ford

Crew includes Jessica Grindstaff and Erik Sanko (set and puppet designers), James Clotfelter (lighting designer) and Nick Kourtides (sound designer)

Cast includes Charlotte Ford (Rhoda) and Geoff Sobelle (Jerry)

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25 August, 2009

Traverse Theatre sweeps first week awards

Written for The Collective Review, 24 August 2009

It’s traditional for shows playing at the Traverse Theatre to clean up when the Scotsman and the Bank of Scotland start handing out their Festival awards. It’s equally traditional for the rest of the Festival to complain that the Traverse cleans up so regularly and predictably. There hasn’t been as much of that flavour of carping as usual this year; perhaps everyone’s realised that complaining is less constructive than putting on better theatre.

The usual complaint is that because the Traverse is a ‘proper’ theatre all year round, whereas most Festival Fringe venues are university buildings or churches or bookshops, draped with blacks and hung with fresnels for one month only, Traverse productions have an unfair advantage over productions staged elsewhere.

A decent technical setup, proper dressing rooms and an auditorium that actually feels like a theatre can do wonders for a production, it’s true, but all that is just the shine on its shoes and the bow in its hair. The surroundings of the Traverse can’t make a poor production more engaging, any more than shiny shoes and a bow could make one of Cinderella’s ugly sisters a desirable date.

The underlying accusation is that the Traverse isn’t really a fringe theatre venue, and by extension the plays staged there aren’t really fringe theatre, and so it’s unfair to include them in explicitly Festival Fringe-only awards like the Scotsman’s Fringe Firsts. But that accusation contains a damaging implication that fringe theatre is on a different plane of quality to mainstream theatre; that when lumped together in the same field, mainstream productions will naturally trump lower-budget, experimental fringe material.

Now that might well be true if all you’re looking at is box office figures. Give a representative cross-section of society twenty quid each and a choice between Dennis Kelly’s Orphans at the Traverse and Sarah Kane’s Crave at C Soco and the Traverse will probably end up richer.

But we’re talking about awards that reward “outstanding new writing premiered at the festival” (Fringe Firsts) or “venues and backstage crew who have managed to impress The Herald’s distinguished panel of arts critics” (Herald Angels). They’re awarded for quality, not for fringe-ness. If the Traverse picks up more awards than anywhere else, that should be a rallying call for companies performing elsewhere to up their game, and prove that you don’t need fancy lights and folding seats to impress the awards establishment.

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