by Laura Kressly

Playwright Terry Johnson is a quiet, unassuming sort of gent. He’s the kind of person that prefers watching people get up to no good rather than joining in himself.

But when he briefly worked as an actor in the 70s and met legendary theatrical anarchist Ken Campbell, Johnson didn’t have any other choice but to embrace the chaos of Campell’s working methods. Though Johnson’s acting career was soon tucked away in favour of work at a desk, Campbell changed his life. Ken is his tender, hilarious homage to this lion of of a man, though at times it waxes too sentimental in the face of Campbell’s absurdity. 

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