It has always surprised me how popular Lorca is in the UK.
Last night I went to the Cervantes Theatre, where plays are performed both in English and in Spanish. The first thing that catches my eye was the minimalist set design; the wall shows a weaved white pattern and the red floor mimicked big floor tiles.
Little did I know when I was walking into Waterloo East Theatre, that I wasn’t just seeing a show about mental health and surprise parties. I was actually attending said party with our wonderful, if not a little anxious, party host and creator of this highly entertaining one woman show: Lauren Silver.
A woman stands on a pastel blue stage and starts at the beginning. She tells us a love story – how she met a man in an airport, fell in love and built a life with him. Great jobs, a family, a house, the full works. It’s perfect. Until it’s not.
Mark Wilson’s two-hander is constantly shifting. Kathryn O’Reilly and Stephen Myatt-Meadows slip from one character to another, circling each other, sometimes with love, sometimes with hate, more often than not with both, on Sarah Meadows’ claustrophobic traverse staging.
The raging influence of Alice Birch’s revolt. she said. revolt again. runs through this performance art/theatre piece by Abi Zakarian. The six-strong ensemble of women (not all white, which is good, but it could always be less white) are trying to discuss feminism. Is that even the right word anymore? It’s become bogged down in pop culture references, in mass-produced t-shirts, in discussions about depicting vaginas in art. I HAVE A MOUTH… occasionally feels like it drifts into white feminist territory, as much as it tries to unpick and dissect that movement.