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Petals @ Theatre Upstairs

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Waking up after a one night stand with a particular taste still in her mouth brings us into the world of this young girl, where she offers 'a blow for smokes'. Sex is a large part of her routine, as is the Tesco Gin, trying to get through the school day with a throbbing head making 'The Jackal's' class harder than normal. The Jackal is a nun who takes them out into the sun and lets them pick one flower, with no drama or fuss, putting them off guard as usually its warnings around sin through glaring that comes their way, in this direct, strong play by The Lir Academy alumni, Gillian Greer. By strong, I mean with an emotional core, not simply the subject matter and language, but both are as well.

Here we have a school going girl fully sexually awakened. We are never totally aware of her exact age, but there is movement between the doubt and darkness of the littered flat floor and to the sun drenching down on her while the grassy dew soaks her feet, giving us a play of contrasts, suggested by Laura Honan's set of shiny black tiles between the sheer plastic white on the back wall through which light floods us at the beginning and for a moment or two at the end. There are no other props. It is the actor, set and the language that pull together as one.

The monologue is written in verse, giving it a heightened language, with an in built in rhythm well realised by Gilmore and director Karl Shiels. Gilmore's performance is nuanced with a strong arc, moving between the girl who knows it all and needs no help, to the moans of pain and finally disbelief and terror that we all feel. A moving sequence being the slight lift of Gilmore's shoulder depicting the mother who wants her daughter to stay in and watch cheap chick flicks, coupled with the daughter's responses. Going to Club Diva for the night of nights can not be missed and it has been all arranged. It all builds to the terrifying ending, brought to gut wrenching life by another fine Gilmore performance, rounding off a productive and successful year for this actor.

Movement is sparse, keeping us focused on the language and the character, the emotions coming through both. This theme follows through to the costume as well: a white top with short and tight shorts, and what seems like wet hair. Water and liquid showing another use of imagery by Greer, as well as the dripping sound heard at moments throughout. Eoin Stapleton's lights, depict warmth, iciness, the glow of the club and the telling slat of light hitting Gilmore's face at the top and tail of it all.

It is strong writing, the verse not preventing astute observations and wonderful images: the clasping of the white rose, again the colour co-ordination kept intact, but grasped out of desperation through a hedge, the thorns scratching the skin, a harsh feeling, but one that is a feeling, alongside the soft, delicate petals.

This is not an easy piece, but it will make you think through its lyrical language, countering against the subject matter, in a rich work with a poignant journey for the character who has her own epiphany, but at what price - 'giving so much for so little' -  in what is something of a cautionary tale for us all.

Runs until 20th Dec
Photos : Jeda de Bri
More info: www.theatreupstairs.ie



Profile: The Cup Theatre Company

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Since forming in 2013 for their first production Gaslights, The Cup Theatre Company went on to write and produce three one act plays, including a musical, A Picture of Us. This show went on to perform in the theatre tent at the Electric Picnic music festival, before being picked up as part of Drama on One for RTE Radio and broadcast nationally. Their final play of 2014, Stella Full of Storms, concluded a busy, whirlwind year for this new, young company, who found some time to sit down with me to look back at their beginnings and the journey taken so far.

Kate Gilmore & Clodagh Mooney Duggan
Kate Gilmore and Clodagh Mooney Duggan are now Cup Theatre's Executive Producer and Artistic Director respectively, both actors in their own right, and were there at the beginning for Cup Theatre's first tentative steps when along with a group of fellow students, they decided a company was worth setting up. "We all went to the Gaiety School of Acting and we graduated in 2013," Gilmore says. "Karl came in to do a career talk and he said that we should all be aiming to make our own work, and that he'd like to put on a play based on the work we'd done while in the school when training. He said you need to have a company to do that."

"It was really nice to come together once we had graduated," Mooney Duggan added, "and to form a company with the nine or ten of us we started with and work together, and to come here with someone we knew and admired." By here she means Theatre Upstairs and its Artistic Director Karl Shiels, The Irish Times describing it as 'a space that is as much an actor's theatre as a site of new creative opportunities', making it an ideal fit for a new company with new ideas.

Before meeting in The Gaiety School, both came to acting through different routes, admitting that their parents weren't 'show parents' at all. Gilmore liked 'odd things' and films, but there wasn't really any one moment, more of a gradual approach, to acting. "I had to wait until I was a certain age to say I want to do this so that they put me toward classes."

Mooney Duggan started in youth theatre "when I was about thirteen in Wexford with Tony McCleane Fay. It was about a half hour from where I lived and was something to do on Saturday. He was all about making your own work and doing new plays. The first show I did I fell in love with it there and got stuck with it ever since, couldn't get away from it."

Using your own imagination and making your own work was with them both from the beginning, helped along by a 'devising' module in the Gaiety School of Acting, where 'students learn practical ways in which new ideas can be developed and new work created'. Gilmore, who has either written or acted in all of their shows, commented that "We'd been making our own work since we started in the Gaiety. Now you have to start writing. That's what they do, they have a module that you write in, so we all had pieces before we left." 

This led to the company's first production Gaslights, described as 'a deliciously dark cabaret' that was directed by John Delaney that brought together the diverse pieces written by all involved during college and played a few weeks in August and September 2013 at Theatre Upstairs. 

"It went really well because we came out and didn't really know the ins and outs of making a company and a lot of it was done with the help of Karl and Laura and the nine of us coming together, kind of knowing what we wanted to say, but kind of having a form to explore that and to play. It's a safe place upstairs where you get a chance to make new work and experiment. A good learning curve," Mooney Duggan explains.

"It went really well," Gilmore agreed, "but the hardest thing was learning how to work with each other because we all have different ideas and different directions that we wanted to go in, and then afterwards the difficult thing was, because we are all such good friends, deciding if it was a real company, if it was going to do more work and who was going to lead that and who was going to let go and move on to do something else."

For a while it must have felt like nothing else would happen, as after Gaslights the company became dormant, until Gilmore submitted a piece she had written for the Collaborations Festival in March, 2014. That piece was accepted giving rise to a new problem: a company name was needed. A new name could be invented, but the idea of creating a new company for every new work seemed crazy. "I said to Clodagh 'could we do it under the 'Cup' name? Would you produce it?' We had to ask everyone else and they all said 'yeah, whatever you want to do'. So then we were the only ones who wanted to use it and keep going with it then. There was us and three others who said they want to still be involved."

The show was The Wickedness of Oz a bitter-sweet tale about a Dublin travel agent about to lose it all to a one-year travel visa, which in many ways was a turning point. It allowed the company to hone in on their main purpose, the idea of using different mediums, while creating their own voice and style. "Gaslights was a lot of different pieces, even though there was a tone to the show, there were a lot of different voices, whereas after Wickedness it became a single vision and single tone. The writing still changes, we went to a musical then back to straight play, but it was the same tone and voice," Mooney Duggan explains.

What looked like a 'one turn' company, was suddenly re-born with more potential and possibilities. Gilmore and Mooney Duggan were joined by Ashleigh Dorrell, Teri Fitzgerald and Laurence Falconer, the latter would be instrumental in the next production, another original piece that looked at the romance of two romantics, Nora and Lennon, a love of music bringing them together, while their own attitudes, beliefs, and actions, helping to fracture their romance, told through a non-linear timeline, moving back and forth through moments, snapshots of their short, jagged, relationship. 

A Picture of Us: A (Sort of) Musical opened up in the newly renovated Theatre Upstairs to favourable reviews, co-written by Gilmore with Laurence Falconer, both performing this two handed musical. It all stemmed from the earlier Gaslights, where Gilmore's contribution contained an original song, "and I asked Laurence to write the music for the song. Everyone was like 'that's a really good song, are you going to do more of that?'" A mention, again by Karl Shiels, that a musical in Theatre Upstairs would be something he'd really like to see, and not afraid of a challenge, the company jumped at the idea. 

"It was actually quite a stressful time, we bit of a little bit more than we could chew," Gilmore said. "That's kind of being said for us, we kind of jump in as a company all the time and then learning how to work our way through that. It's been lovely being able to do that," Mooney Duggan added, jumping in herself. Gilmore felt that "the weekend before we went up we just had everyone who was involved, Clodagh, Ashleigh, Laura, Karl, Katie, they all had some hand in staging it. Because we were like drowning in it at that stage. Me and Laurence were like 'we can't see it anymore, we don't know where it is, we don't know what it's about." The work paid off with Michael Moffat of the Irish Mail describing it as having "considerable charm and humour". 

The only instruments were a guitar and some percussion, played by both actors, having a gig feel about it, but being unamplified so creating an intimate feel as well. From a short two week run, where the trees couldn't be seen from the woods, a recurring story on the creation of musicals big and small, this original musical would gain momentum and take this Dublin based company to a wider audience. Dublin Theatre Festival's Willie White, curating the Theatre Tent at Electric Picnic, invited them to play after a late cancellation, and true to their own form The Cup Theatre jumped at the chance. The technical side needed some reworking, but on the whole, the work remained the same. 

Electric Picnic showed that the company can adapt to the situation, using mics when previously there were none, adapting to a daylight performance well, but the next incarnation of A Picture of Us would show the ability to adapt further while working with people outside the group and in a different medium. For Drama on One for RTE Radio Gilmore notes that it "was really collaborative. They're experts in radio, they know what works for it and what's not." The musical was broadcast in November running a little over thirty minutes, but keeping the essential core of the story.

For some, this would have been enough, but for Cup Theatre Company there was one more play up their sleeves, Stella Full of Storms, written by Gilmore and performed by Mooney Duggan, once again gracing Theatre Upstairs and rounding off a prolific, maybe taxing year. "Because the nature of the company, because there's about five of us we do all get to take different roles. I was producing Picture and then was in Stella, and Ashleigh was co-producing Picture and then did the set design for Stella. It's not as tiring as you think because you get different roles for each show. It is really exciting," Mooney Duggan enthuses.

While Gilmore wrote Stella, it was never seen as vehicle for herself, this time letting her focus on the writing, even though it was the first work written by her that she would not have some hand in performing. "When you start writing something, if you're writing it for yourself it's very obvious that you're writing it for yourself, and if you're writing it for someone else it's very obvious you're writing it for someone else, and it never really comes back and crosses over ever again. Once I make that decision it's made. It was weird when it went up because I was in a play in Cork, so I wasn't here for opening and that was so strange, to be helpless and you're so nervous but there's nothing you can actually do." Gilmore was touring in Little Gem  at the time.  

"It was lovely to be back on stage with the Cup, it really was," Mooney Duggan added about acting in Stella, "because I had produced The Wickedness and Picture. And especially this piece which meant so much to me. I loved it." 

Like Gilmore, Mooney Duggan found time for work outside the company, playing Ellie in Friendly Fire while touring with Romeo and Juliet, as well as taking part in short films. Recently both worked together again, on a project outside The Cup Theatre, Petals. This time Gilmore was on stage, and Mooney Duggan was assistant director to Karl Shiels, with plans to do more directing in the New Year.  

Despite a successful and busy year, The Cup Theatre are looking to the future with two shows submitted to Collaborations, while Stella is looking forward to a run in the Dublin Gay Theatre Festival. They are hoping to bring Picture of Us on tour for 2015 as well, while Gilmore will be in Cornerstones in February and touring again with Little Gem.

In a year and a half, The Cup Theatre Company has produced four shows, one, A Picture of Us, that is planning on going further afield. It has been a whirlwind journey where they have gone from being a project after college to a fully fledged company gaining national exposure. Repeating her earlier phrase, Mooney Duggan sums it up: "It's really exciting," the excitement in her voice says it all. "It all kind of happened. It's just happening. You don't notice it until you're in a show and then you can see that its starting to build up. You have a company you can stand over and be really proud of." 

And for Christmas? "Nothing," is Gilmore's direct reply. "Two weeks of sleeping," Mooney Duggan adds. After that, expect to see more from this company that isn't afraid of challenges, taking risks, experimenting, but above all, creating work they are proud of.


Photos courtesy of: The Cup Theatre Company/Theatre Upstairs/Jeda de Bri



Duet For One @ Viking Theatre

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An open buerau and a shelf packed with books and tapes adorn this old fashioned office, the feeling of it being of a time in the recent past, the turntable adding to this. It is the consultancy room of Dr Feldmann, a psychiatrist, where Stephanie Abrahams, a brilliant concert violinist once at the top of her game, will enter in her motorised wheelchair, having developed MS, taking away her ability to play the music she loves. Over the course of a number of sessions we see the mental struggle, moving through anger into despair, trying to come to terms with her position. 

Tom Kempinsky's 1980 play worked its way from the fringe to the West End, before being made into a film starring Julie Andrews and Max von Sydow, the arc of the main character based loosely on the life of cellist Jacqueline du Pre, here in the form of Stephanie Abrahams, with the action staying firmly in the Doctor's room, played in Dan O'Mahony's production by Brenda Larby and Mick Shanley.

It is Feldman we see first, turning off the music playing in the background as he awaits the ringing of the doorbell and the arrival of Abrahams. Quickly we are told about the condition by a matter of fact Abrahams, stoicly accepting her condition and all the things she will do instead, taking on students to teach them all she knows and being her composer husband's secretary. Larby has to play from the confines of the chair, her voice clear and clipped, sitting upright, which will change in tone and stance as the evening develops. Larby does show the physicality of MS well through the 'foot drop' or steppage gait, as described in the programme notes, a reason for Abrahams' falling randomly. 

Opposite her is the calming, soft spoken, German accented Doctor in Shanley, something that works well in an intimate venue, not something you might get away with in a lager auditorium. Using questions, silences and the immediate prescription of drugs, Shanley's Docotor comes over as a fan as much as a professional. His role feels more like the facilitator, as it would be in the real relationship, something Kempinksy wanted to show at the time; the silences feeling real more than dramatic. Both actors work well together creating an interesting duo, combative in moments.

The dialogue rich piece moves at a steady pace, feeling almost documentary in a way as we observe the client/Doctor role as it unfolds, while at the same time getting the back story of Abrahams, the focus on her, as it all feels an oasis in Louise O'Bryne's consulting room set, while Abrahams deteriotion is shown through gradually more stains on her clothes and uprightness in the chair; Larby finding a way to convey this without pounding out the idea or being sentimental. Her mood dipping as the realisation of her reality sets in.

In the end, it is an intriguing play, that is both a journey a much as a story, played well and ably by Shanley and Larby, honing it right for the intimate venue while never feeling over long and showing the terribleness of her condition, how it effects her physically, but mostly a deep look at the emotional impact on herself, and her life with a classical acting feel to it.

Runs until Jan 10th 2015

What's On Now......What's On Next..... Dublin

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2015! A new year and no doubt a lot to look forward to theatre wise. Here's a quick rundown of what's on right now and what's coming up next...

What's On: She Stoops To Conquer continues until 31st Jan.

What's Next: Part of the Abbey's Theatre of War Symposium, Oh My Sweet Land takes to the Peacock stage from 20 Jan - 24 Jan; following on from Fringe success is Lippy from the 29th Jan; while the main Abbey stage has The 24 Hour Plays, a one night gala event in aid of Dublin Youth Theatre.


Theatre Upstairs
The Spring Season of Tailored Tales is set to be announced in February, while Leper + Chip which started out at this theatre goes on tour


What's On: Wuthering Heights now runs until January 31st.

What's Next: Harold Pinter's The Caretaker starts a run on Feb 5th.


What's On: Oliver McQuillan writes and directs The Puffin's Nest. Harold believes he has been a good husband and father to his wife and daughter. The two women have other ideas in what is billed as a tale of dark humour and even darker revenge.

What's Next: The New Theatre and Mouth on Fire present The End by Samuel Beckett with Marcus Lamb taking on the role of the nameless drifter.


What's On: The Gaiety Panto Peter Pan continues until 25 January

What's Next: John B Keane's comedy Moll takes to the stage from Jan 27th until Feb 14th.



What's On: Just in time for the New Year is Weighing In by Ger Gallagher runs from Jan 5th - 24th (my review from a previous run is here).

What's Next: Mavericks, a comedy about two out of work actors runs from Jan 26th - Feb 14th (my review from the Theatre Upstairs run is here)


What's on: Christy Moore does a few nights at the theatre in his own imitable style. Oliver Callan follows on from his successful radio and TV shows. Rumours of Fleetwood take to the stage in this celebration of the famed band.

What's Next: Moscow City Ballet bring The Nutcracker and Giselle between the 26-31 Januaruy. Giselle from 26-27 Jnauary, The Nutcracker from 28 - 31st January.


Viking Theatre
What's On: Macklin: Method and Madness is about a strolling player from Donegal who survived a charge of murder to beome a giant on the London stage, written and performed by Gary Jermyn and Michael James Ford, from 13th - 17th January

What's Next: Mary Massacre written by Johnny McKnight runs from Jan 19th to 31st. (My review of the Irish Premiere here). Jenn McGuirk and Carolin O'Boyle reprise their roles.


Civic Theatre
What's On: Tenderfoot is a result of the Civic Theatre's apprenctice theatre programme where transition students from 8 schools in South County Dublin came to learn about theatre in a hands on way. The plays in Tenderfoot are written, performed, produced and designed by the students themselves.

What's Next: Homelessness, the X Factor and first love is how Cornerstones is being billed here. Runcible Spoon Theatre's production features Kate Gilmore as Ciara.


Smock Alley

What's On: Men Like Us presented by Mouth On Fire brings the words of Beckett together with cellist Kim V Porcelli in The Boy's school from 15th - 17th January, while the Shakespeare School's Programms brings Romeo and Juliet and Othello to the theatre.

What's Next: Seamus Keenan's Over The Wire is set in Long Kesh Prison in 1974 and follows 5 prisoners. It was first presented by The Playhouse for Derry Londonderry's 2013 UK City of Culture Programme'


What's On: The Theatre Machine Turns You On 4 features new work, pieces which are still raw and not fully formed, with each night featuring 4 30 minute performances from 21st - 24th January.

What's Next: Riverrun is the voice of the river from Joyce's Finnegan's Wake, adapted and performed by Olwyn Fouere following a run of international success and play from 27th - 31st January


The Dolmen Theatre
What's On: The first show to grace this new theatre's stage in No Smoke Without Fire by Paddy Murray featuring Mary Murray from Love/Hate. Runs fron 12th - 24th January (I saw this in another theatre and my review is here).

What's Next: Weighing In by Ger Gallagher runs from Jan 26th - Feb 7th.

There is so much going on that I probably have missed something, if so, let me know and I would love to include it (with a poster or picture as well).
If you have any info on upcoming shows in the near or distant future, send me on the details (or if you want me to take a look at it and review it :) ). 

In the meantime, enjoy all the great theatre.

The Puffin's Nest @ The New Theatre

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Puffin's get a lot of airtime in Oliver McQuillan's new play, even a picture on the programme cover. The nest itself is Harold and Jane's cottage that overlooks the bay, the sound of the sea subtly heard from the very beginning. A decorative white iron railing creates a viewing point just off the old fashioned, yet convincing, dining room set by Martin Cahill, that suits this married couple down to the ground, as he recites poetry and she plays solitaire on the varnished table. Neither really listening to each other.

Harold is going to have a good day. Or so he thinks. He's off to an awards dinner with the magazine he contributes pieces for. After some banter about the dinner and admonishing him for pouring a drink at eleven in the morning, Jane then pours herself a sherry. But there is also the matter of the letter from their daughter Jennifer, an actor in London and now resting, who announces her visit, and pregnancy, and arrives in before Harold leaves. Harold appears not to listen and harps on about the baby she doesn't want to talk about, becoming, out of the blue, Spencer Tracy before dinner, christening the father as a possible 'Othello'. This is from what his wife calls a free thinker, as well as a fantasist and a child that never grew up. 

The ideas of reality and fantasy are at the fore, as Minerva, an American Harold once wooed, wanders a few times in and out of the scene, barefooted and moving in a wispy way to indicate her 'not of this world' quality, while the lights move to an icy blue to highlight this. For the first act she is seen, only by Harold who pauses and focuses on her, but we never hear from her. That will change in the second act.

Harold in some way eptimosis fantasy, Jane the reality and their daughter a mixture of both, as her story is revealed slowly. There are times the dialogue moves towards debate, particularly around the keeping or not of the baby, Jennifer feels it is a moral question and so wants to keep it. There was a danger that this wider theme would overtake the characters, but at the moment the danger is reached, McQuillan, both writer and director for this production, pulls back from the brink.

Harold does come over as a well meaning ditherer at times, having to be reminded of everything, his outlook somewhat different from the rest, but with a charm, at times almost a Scrooge feeling, all brought to the fore by Tom Laidlaw and maintained throughout. At the core is a well crafted performance from Ann Russell as Jane, commanding the stage well. Between the two, they create a good atmosphere and you easily believe that they have been married as long as they have. Barbara Dempsey's Minerva is played with verve and relish, at times bringing one of those Christmas Ghosts to mind, while Ellen Cloney as Jennifer took a while to get going, but comes into her own after the interval. 

In many ways, uneveness sums up the play itself. It isn't over long, although there is the feeling that if you missed the first act you wouldn't be too much disadvantaged. The night I was there it took a few moments for the audience, and myself, to realise that the first act was indeed over. The second opens in a far more interesting way, with an obvious, unseen, dramatic moment happening between the end of one and the beginning of the other, the tolling bell, almost Dickensian, underlines this, but the idea was explained well. There was one lighting moment in the second act that was excellently rendered, and well timed, by Cathy O'Carroll. There is also a wonderful attention to detail, Jennifer's letter has writing on it, while the stamps on the envelope, from where I sat, looked like english stamps as well. 

There is something here, and it is an interesting evening out, even if some of the dark humour didn't quite hit the mark, despite a cast working well together in creating a good atmosphere and more importantly believable characters. In the end though there is the feeling that it is nearly there, but not totally.

Runs until 24th January
Photo Courtesy The New Theatre



Men Like Us @ The Boys' School, Smock Alley

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Mouth on Fire, who want to make Beckett accessible to those who may never have experienced it before, have pulled together three Beckett shorts into the Boys' School in Smock Alley: Matalang (Catastrophe), Rough For Theatre II and The End. Control seems to be the theme connecting them all, be it loss of or using it, and that of life, particularly in the last two. What is delivered here is a well put together evening with a wonderful sense of theatre where sounds and silence play as much a part as the words themselves.

Against the back wall of the auditorium is a wooden platform, with steps leading up to it. On this is a man (Colm O'Brien) bent over, as if bowing, but extremely still, on a pedestal, dressed in a black gown and wide rimmed black hat. On one side stands a white coated woman (Melissa Nolan), beside a large red armchair. The mellow and yearning sound of Kim V Porcelli's cello builds the atmosphere, and adds to it, but never interferes with the piece, ending before the action begins. With large strides and leather soled shoes on wood, with confidence and authority the Director (Ray Yeates) arrives and seats himself down, before asking what turns out to be his assistant a lot of questions about the man and his position before commanding her to make changes to it. She seems fearful of even touching the man, but it all must be done to create a perfect crowd pleasing show. The work itself is dedicated to Vaclav Havel who was imprisoned during the Soviet era, and this sense is brought with stark clarity to the performances, the fear and tension shown by the assistant, even wary of offering suggestions creates the atmosphere of dread on a knifes edge. This work is presented in Irish for the first time, translated by Gabriel Rosenstock, with the English text projected onto the wall, allowing everyone to follow it, Irish speakers or not.

As the scene changes in a well choreographed moment, allowing for tables to be brought on, the protagonist from the first piece becomes the suicidal Croker, the focus of the two bureaucrats Bertrand (Cathal Quinn) and Morvan (Shadaan Felfeli), taking their places at two opposite tables, a desk light on each, while above at the window their subject stands, his back to the audience, while specks of light shoot up the wall and onto the ceiling, creating a starry look. Here the files are red as well and it is all a 'matter of fact' tone, as they help him to decide to jump or not, although it does appear more about them looking over his life through notes and memos and deciding for him, at one point becoming lost in the techno babble and trying to find the verb in the long sentence. Again who is in who's control is a question, and for the two it seems like it is simply another day. Darkness plays a part, with bright light coming on and off, even the light on one desk being dodgy and going off randomly.

After the Interval, The End begins, with Marcus Lamb performing what is a prose piece, a short story. Originally, as programme notes inform us, written in French in 1946, translated into English by Beckett and Richard Seaver, it is about a man put out of a charitable institution where he will not be let back in, given some money, clothes and his marching orders. This striking piece is delivered with charm by Lamb, countering the harshness of his experiences as he gradually decays, trying to remember what has happened and why some things are no longer there, always showing dignity and intelligence, even if some of the descriptions are very direct. But there is loneliness and sadness throughout, someone on the outskirts, finding more abuse than kindness, a word used many times by the character. Despite his circumstances, he could be anyone, an Everyman, so to speak. It is a good, heartfelt and well controlled performance, keeping the comic and even absurd aspects balanced.

The overall tone set at the beginning binds the three together, helped by the wonderful cello accompaniment, deep and brooding, a bit like the works themselves. Light, shade and darkness are at the fore. Detail and simplicity go hand in hand, from Paul Doran's lighting design, to Rowena Cunningham's costumes, conjuring up a wonderfully theatrical, precise and thoughtful evening.

Runs until 17 Jan
Photo courtesy Mouth on Fire

Mary Massacre @ Viking Theatre

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"The only thing constant is change" Jekyll sings in the ever changing musical Jekyll & Hyde. It is one the joys of theatre that it does. During it's original London run Sunset Boulevard closed for changes to be made, then reopened. Then there is Chess, forever being amended, song locations moving as much as the set. So when asked to take another look at the play Mary Massacre, I decided to go. This time it would be in the intimate setting of The Viking Theatre, recently featured on RTE's Morning Ireland.

Through short runs, and scheduling, it can be difficult to see a show again, due to how much theatre there is to see, which is brilliant and long may it last. With the number of local theatres dotted around like The Viking, The Civic, The Helix to name very few, not to mention the many wonderful regional theatres all over the country, these productions have a chance to tour and live again, while adapting to the new spaces. When the chance does arrive it is a good thing to go, reminding you that theatre is organic rather than fixed.

I saw the Irish premiere of Mary Massacre back in October. It tells the tale of two different women, Jenny who is married, hates silence and likes her wine and vodka (not together thankfully) played by Jenn McGuirk with a resigned 'this is the way it is now' feeling, while never mentioning a certain name as mistakes were made and 'the past is the past'. The hurt is held in check deep inside, rather than coiled up and close to the surface and about to be unleashed on the world, giving her a more vulnerable and sympathetic side, even though her life and marriage isn't working anymore in the tidy, laminated floored house that feels more Homebase than IKEA. 

The smaller stage of the Viking is split down the middle, where the laminated meets the brown, thin carpet of Leyla's more crumpled looking apartment, clothes hanging on an exposed rail. Leyla has turned 30 and single, which she observes at one point, is just as bad as being married in trying to come to terms with the new fish she has virtually landed via internet dating sites. He suggests they meet. This leads her, him and Jenny to the Marymass fair in Scotland, the week being counted down through dialogue and one of those desktop calenders that you tear off each day, sporting a quote or some such on it. Caroline O'Boyle's Leyla is a bubbly person, a little bit anxious as her twitching fingers on one hand shows, but she does get the most comedy lines and delivers them well, giving the audience time to enjoy it. Then the fortune teller shows up giving McGuirk a delightful, wonderful moment. 

Johnny McKnight's script is very witty and observational, looking at the quirks of modern life, with the ability to make you think it is going one way and then twisting itself another. In this production it moves along at a sprightly pace, tightened up from before, perhaps trimmed a little as well, but without any lag value. The first scene set in Argos did feel a little rushed, taking Jenny's own advice and taking a breath would have helped, but it soon sorts itself out and overall the piece feels more at ease in its skin, not as heavy, losing a little tension perhaps, but telling the story through the characters. All this no doubt helped by consulting director Aoife Spillane-Hinks. 

The staging and Marie Tierney's set is stripped back, as you would expect in a touring production and not always a bad thing, although some of the projections from the past did add a little something to it. In many ways, the focus stays on the dialogue and the characters, all building to a controlled final, emotional scene, something that personifies itself through McGuirk's eyes, which is always good. The flickering light to depict the TV on didn't achieve the effect they hoped, and the original, nicely melodic score by Donal McPartlin really only comes in at the end, with an original song by McPartlin and Cai, the latter also singing on it, which does work in the moment well and hearing a fuller version would be interesting. But that is simply my thought or maybe curiosity, rather than a criticism. As it is, it works well in the context.

It is a different, lighter, experience this time round, but it is a curious piece in itself that has a lot of laughs along the way but with a punch to it (despite the cheap Tesco vodka) and at a pacy running time this is well worth a look in this pared back, maybe less tension filled, but solid, enjoyable and funny play.

Runs until 31 Jan
Photos courtesy of Fishpond/Jenn McGuirk




Flann's Yer Only Man @ Theatre@36

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At number 64 in The Guardian's list of 100 Best Novels is Flann O'Brien's 1939 book At Swim Two Birds (a Beckett novel lies at number 61). The article mentions that this 'exhilarating and intoxicatingly self-referential extravaganza was admired by the ageing Joyce for its “true comic spirit” and subsequently championed by Anthony Burgess whose own multifarious creativity and anarchic imagination equalled O’Nolan’s'. Of course, Flann was one of Brian O'Nolan's pen names, also known as Irish Times satirical columnist Myles na gCopaleen. 

Val O'Donnell's work draws on all of this material, mixing biography with extracts from O'Nolan's novels, including The Third Policeman, columns and ill fated plays, although one did get an outing on the Abbey's stage. Faustus Kelly we are told, doing the best of them all, updating Doctor Faustus to the Ireland of the time. It is clear that O'Donnell has a great love and respect for O'Nolan's work and this comes through from the first entry, as with wide black hat, suit with cardigan buttoned together underneath, and a Charlie Chaplin cane he takes us through a teatowel map of Ireland on it, informing us about the 'construction' of some of the famous tourist sites, told brightly, wide eyed and bushy tailed. 

This is pure documentary theatre and makes no bones about it as O'Donnell performs the works and becomes a storyteller when outlining O'Nolan's life from school to working in the civil service, his attempts at novels and plays, all not as successful in the early stage as one might think looking back through the lens of hindsight. It is very engaging on a simple set of armchair and three tables, with a framed portrait of the man himself at the back. The fact that it is documentary makes it all the better, and O'Donnell doesn't need to go over the top when entering the different O'Nolan characters, simple facial expressions, stances and accents are enough to capture the essence of each, especially 'The Brother' and being told of the new pub opening hours law to help prevent 'casual drinking' which is welcomed as more casual drinkers in the pub has an impact on the 'committed drinker'. 

This is a labour of love, but not a love letter; it isn't sentimental or trying to oversell the writer. O'Donnell and director Terry O'Dea let the facts and the writing speak for themselves making O'Nolan the true star of the night, and both are no doubt two of the many 'Flanaracks' that are mentioned. It is informative and delightful, what more could you want? It also brings into focus the writing of this comic writer who Jonathan Coe in The London Review of Books noted that O'Brien 'wrote three short but perfect works of twisted comedy, and 'Cruiskeen Lawn' itself .... is a sprawling, fragmented, unclassifiable masterpiece'. 

Runs until 7th Feb (no performance 1st - 3rd Feb)
Photo courtesy of Bare Bodkin Theatre Co.



One Is Not Oneself @ The New Theatre

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The idea that a white feather could be an angel's is debunked by the suggestion that it was a pidgeon's is the opening discussion of the married couple in Gerard Lee's new play, as they try to come to terms with the loss of their son despite repressed, even denied, feelings that are close to the surface, amplified by it being the anniversary of his death. The piano in the corner is the real link between all three, but breaking through to make this real world connection takes us from the ordinary into something of their own construction, aided by their renditions of Coward songs and lines, the ones that all three liked in times past. 

A sense of timelessness is ever present in Rowena Cunningham's set and costumes, offering us a living room feel neither of the now or times past, an old style record player sits on the wooden side table, while the husband looks crumpled in the armchair, headphones on, the large spongy kind, while listening to his walkman, while underneath are piles of papers, a counter to the more neat and tidy sofa where his wife sits. News is his distraction from reality; singing Coward's songs is her way of remembering.

The silence between them gives way to reluctant conversation that verges on an argument, the worn out tone of responses and the tired, worn out, look Mark O'Regan injects into the husband is well matched by the stoic, almost blank, look from Paula Greevy-Lee. She wants to sing Coward songs or go over their piece from Private Lives; he doesn't and when he does so that worn out reluctance is ever present, a little like the husband in Next To Normal, he doesn't want to remember, or even admit. Through out there are good exchanges and humour but the tensions between them is always present even during some of the earlier songs.

A scene from Private Lives breaks the real world feel as O'Regan sends it up somewhat, while Greevy-Lee sounds like she is direct from a forties movie. Bit by bit, the songs draw them together as the unseen musician accompanies them through various songs such as the Drunken Sailor, choreographed by Lisa Tyrell, and as songs start to come faster and thicker it feels more manic, less real, a hint of Sally Durant and her Follies colleagues as the night comes takes hold; the longer you try to hold back reality, the more it threatens to break through. 

On display are two accomplished performances that get to the core of the emotions, while also bringing out the right feel, tone and sound of Coward's songs. Greevy-Lee lets the emotion of Mad About the Boy come through, clutching a picture of her son tight to her, allowing pianist Ronan Murray to really show off his skills, while O'Regan's moment of realisation through the emotional rendition of I'll See You Again is perhaps a more fitting ending to the evening. In the second half there is a feeling that perhaps it is in danger of becoming a revue, but otherwise director Matthew Ralli and Lee pull of a good balance between the dialogue and the songs. 

The pain of loss is shown well, with some good lines and exhanges between the two, without having to ever spell anything out, even at the end, when emotions and actions are enough, giving it an 'other worldly feel' to it all, complete with its own ambiguity. It also shows an understanding of using music and drama together, something that hopefully we will see more off from Cadence Theatre Company and Gerard Lee. 

Runs until Fed 14th
Photo courtesy of Cadence Theatre Company


God of Carnage @ Mill Theatre Dundrum

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"Why are you choosing to show yourself in this horrible light?" Veronica asks her husband, Michael, after he has unleashed a racist side. On its own the question is deep, but at the point in the play it is uttered, the 'civilised' approach of the two couples meeting has long since vanished, with each showing some aspect of a 'horrible' side, giving it a comic slant rather than a more sincere question. And in the twitter age it is a question that could be asked of many.

The Mill Theatre's production of Yasmina Reza's play is given a few Irish references and locations, placing it in the large living room of a house or apartment that offers a good view of the LUAS line. Against the red wall of the room is a yellow work of art that seems to have shattered and scattered large pieces around in Gerard Bourke's set, a graphic representation of what happens to the meeting between the two sets of parents, Alan and Annette, who's son has whacked Veronica and Michael's boy, knocking two teeth out. The idea is to sit down and talk it through in a civilised manner, complete with tea and clafoutis.

In the beginning there is an awkwardness between them, the feeling that Veronica wants this more than Annette and Alan, a lawyer who keeps answering his mobile phone to discuss the handling of a dubious problem with a client's new drug. The awkwardness soon descends deliciously into backbiting, alliances between the couples and the individuals, not helped by Annette throwing up all over the coffee table and Veronica's prized art book. After which, proceedings nose dive even more as the reason for their being together in the first place is left behind, unveiling chinks in marriages, shaky values, frustrations and true feelings. 

Claire O'Donovan's Veronica charts this descent from soft spoken, concerned humanist to throwing up anything she can to land a punch extremely well, becoming the centre of this quartet. Dave Walsh as the somewhat monotone lawyer, seems to relish watching the antics he has unwittingly become a part of, enjoying them more when the drink comes out, something we feel as well, part of the joy and comedy in watching this spiraling descent, while they are getting nowhere. There are times when they seem as childish as the children they are there to talk about.

It moves along at a good pace, feeling shorter than the ninety minute interval free staging, but under the direction of Geoffrey O'Keefe it never spirals out of control, unlike the characters, and plays into the farcical quality of the piece, while letting thoughtful moments hold their own, although there is the odd detail and effect that perhaps doesn't work quite as well as anticipated. 

Despite this, what is on view is a play that is delightfully despicable, and watching these actors chart this comedic descent from well meaning to claws out is one that will shock and evoke dismay, but in the end it is well worth it. 

Runs until Feb 14th
Photo courtesy The Mill Theatre 



Hooked! Viking Theatre

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Secrets are a strange thing. Being able to keep them in a close knit community is probably stranger still, which is exactly what Tom has done for quite some time. The arrival of someone from the outside, in the shape of Lydia, coming down from Dublin to reinvent herself, or at least forget her past, events that can't or won't be forgotten gives 'busybody' and hard nosed Mary something else to focus her pent up anger on rather than her husband Tom. On the surface all is well, but behind closed doors, everything isn't quite what it seems, a bit like the play itself; it has a standard feel to it, but through wonderful quirks and comic writing, while not forgetting the human, tragic side of it all, it focuses on the story and characters and takes us in a different direction from the very beginning and holds us there right up until the wonderful last line.

The strength of the work lies in the characters that Gillian Grattan has developed, they are well rounded and solid. From Tom, the well meaning, innocent, playful husband with a silky secret, brought to life in a very natural, wonderfully comic performance by Steve Blount, is countered brilliantly when telling about his daughter leaving in a moment that is simple, direct, and utterly compelling. This performance is matched by Tina Kellegher's Mary, giving not only a hard side, but even a vicious one, but she too is caught up in her own emotions and her past, finding her own small redemption at the end. Kellegher's steely look lets us know that Mary means business, and her actions set in motion the revelations of those close to her, without even her knowing it until it's too late. Lydia, the girl from Dublin staying in the cottage beside Tom and Mary has a knowing quality to her, and yet the plaintive still comes through, played well by Seana Kerslake, who has the ability to draw us into Lydia's life, where in the village the men seem to have a fascination with her, as tensions mount between her and Mary.

One of the joys of the play is that it doesn't move in a linear way, the tale is a little disjointed, and could have spun off in many different directions due to the number of strands, but it doesn't, it's held firm by Grattan, able to make us laugh one moment, and then making us think a heartbeat later. For a while there is a genuine sense of foreboding, balanced by wonderful turns of phrases, some old ones I hadn't heard in a while, and the wonderful cast delivering her words so naturally and easily through monologues and interactions.

From the quirky set by Rebekka Duffy, a long clothes line with an array of items hanging from it in front of a painted back wall representing the river where Tom likes to fish, and where we meet him for the first time, to the simple but clever and atmospheric lighting by Eoin Lennon that adds to it all. The costumes are just right for all the characters, deftly put together by Niamh Lunny. All of this is in the safe hands of director Don Wycherley, allowing the comedy to roll out easily, and there are some cracking lines, while also knowing when to let a moment breath. There is one scene that is staged brilliantly, giving us the sense of the moment, while remaining theatrical and true to the piece. 

This is well worth seeing; funny, tragic, comic and human, it's all there, but not quite the way we would expect. The Irish rural theme given a modern, comic twist, aided by a brilliant and captivating performance from Steve Blount and company. It's comedy and drama with heart and soul, and simply very well done. It is presented by Evil Little Genius Productions which is a great name and very apt, because with Hooked!, the company shows themselves to be just that. All in the best possible way.

Runs until 21 Feb
Photo courtesy of Viking Theatre




Cornerstones, Civic Theatre

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Some stories make you uncomfortable, which is a word that came to mind while watching Runcible Spoon's production of Cornerstones, Bairbre Guilfoyle's play about four squatters doing what they can to survive in Dublin, some getting dragged down in the whirlpool of the crap that has brought them all together. Watching on as hope gets squeezed out while at the same time the brightness of the lights becomes darker, moodier, as the really nasty side emerges from one who makes it sound like 'we're all pals', but their power and violence engulfs slowly and dangerously, is not easy. But its delivery is damn good. 

The idea is nothing new, but the dialogue and the comedy, and yes, despite my previous paragraph, there are some very funny lines in this piece that like Derry, lures us in, but in a much better way. Guilfoyle knows how to write comedy and one liners that comes from the character and situation, delivered finely by this talented cast under the direction of Clare Maguire who keeps everything in motion. Something is always happening, even when one scene is in progress on the other side of the stage, there might be bodies on a sofa, or smoking or simply people moving in and out. 

There is energy, movement and rawness, best displayed in a drug and drink induced party complete with pumping tracks from DJ Dara & Exit Introvert, the music adding a frantic, vibrant soundtrack, melded to the wonderful movement direction of Kitty Randle. The party was as real as it could be while still being theatrical, and even then, the movement isn't wasted, or random dancing, it pushes and underlines relationships and potential relationships in the story.

It also moves out of the stage area and into the audience, all emotions on display, beginning with Jonni and Ciara standing either side of The Loose End's centre seating and talking back and forth, part of the audience, but still apart, like themeselves, homeless and part of the city, but also seperate from it. The characters first entrance was from the audience as well, before leaving the auditorium, finally emerging into their rooms that are seperated by an upturned shopping trolley, some pallets, a mouldy sofa in one room, the other a mattress on the floor where Ciara doesn't want Jonni to eat crisps on it as the crumbs get in the duvet. There are standards.

Jonni is played with a wonderful, natural awkwardness by Ste Murray, his delivery slightly quirky but landing the comedy so well through tone, timing and expression. In a way it is boy meets girl, the tale as old as time that could be played anywhere rather than some rundown house in Dublin, as he and Ciara, a 'with it' but bright girl, used to lifting from shops and working down the IFSC with the male office workers, but it's not so bad, 'better than Tesco', and she washes her hands after. But she is going to get out and The X Factor will help in another fine Kate Gilmore performance, while showing a different side to her singing skills than in A Picture of Us, giving us the feeling that there is a lot more where that came from as she took on Secret Love by Doris Day from Calamity Jane.

Her friend, Mandy, is given a passive, resigned feeling from Cara Christie, certain a man on the boardwalk (the one beside the Liffey and nothing to do with Bruce Willis) is her Dad, but she daren't follow it up with him, while taking whatever Derry dishes out. He has plans to earn a shed load of money and show it all to those who should have stuck with him but didn't. It involves controlling and getting his cut, as this is not a very nice boy at all, in fact he is quite a conniving brute, played by Terry O'Neill with an 'I'm you friend' sensibility until he lures them in and then matter of fact keeps them there; a truly unlikeable, dispicable character, pulled off authentically by O'Neill.

The thing with Cornerstones is that despite the story, their predicaments, there is that spark of hope in all of them, even as it all goes wrong, accentuating the awfulness of it all. The rawness coupled with some excellently choreographed sequences of movement creates an evening that at first glance is not a new premise, but then it is about the journey not always the destination. And on the journey home it was there with me, as real as the actors coming close to the audience to tell us about themselves and their stories that led them to where they were. So yes, sometimes uncomfortable is a good thing and in this case, worth a visit.

Runs until 21st Feb 
Photo courtesy of The Civic Theatre

The Swing, Theatre Upstairs

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Opening  a new season at Theatre Upstairs is The Swing, written and performed by Aislinn O'Byrne, and inspired by Hitchcock's Rear Window. In the film the action unfolds from the point of view of Jeffries, here it is all from the point of view of our storyteller, Siobhan, a young girl, telling us it 'only feels like yesterday, but in fact it might have been a week' since the events happened. Her confinement is the garden rather than a wheelchair, surrounded by her parents and older sister, the teenage babysitter, plus a few odd neighbours, not to mention the forest at the end of their long garden. The white picket fences of Simon Burke's set, and that sun setting orange background, gives a nod to the source of the inspiration; the wood chippings, the lawn that is worn in parts, and the gnome, bring it back to the here and now, creating a fascinating, joyous and suspense filled world and story. 

Siobhan gets a present of a swing in the last days of her Summer holidays. She is gobsmacked and excited, perhaps the best thing that has ever happened to her, and let's be honest, there is something about a swing that brings out the fun in all of us. Going higher and higher on it allows her to see beyond her own garden and over the forest, the place where Missie her dog growls at. While the swing could easily have been suggested, here it is real, this large piece to one side of the set is fully functional; Siobhan swinging on it, letting us feel the waft of air from the movement, but more importantly the feeling that she is rising above it all, and through her own joy and excited delivery takes us with her, letting us rise and view everything beyond her own picket fenced world. But watching from a distance isn't enough for this curious girl.

O'Byrne's performance is wonderful, but her array of facial expressions are brilliant, funny, thoughtful and suspenseful, rounding off sense and lines delightfully. The mystery of the story and the suspense are built up well, never overdone, helped by a clear script and uncluttered direction from Clodagh Mooney Duggan, who was assistant director for Petals, last season's Theatre Upstairs closer that was nominated for an Irish Times Theatre Award for best play. Here, Mooney Duggan and O'Byrne focus on story and characters, one of the best being the teenage babysitter, and tell a clear story with doses of humour and innocence. 

At times there is a wonderful sense of the everyday, with a hint of summers past when school looms large being present and real, while also creating a darker world encroaching in on all of this, helped by Daniel Cunningham's lighting design. While Rear Window is the main inspiration, and a great film it is too, there are hints of others there, perhaps a touch of Fargo, and in the bright and picturesque setting, maybe some Tim Burton. Regardless of these influences, what has been brought to the stage comes together in an utterly delightful and enjoyable suspense story.

Runs until:  21st Feb
Picture courtesy Theatre Upstairs






Underneath, The Civic Theatre

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The slow building, extremely atmospheric introduction music from Denis Clohessy fits in well with the gold curtain hanging from the flies, and the gold cloth draped over the large, rectangle box contrasting with a few scattered pieces around the stage, as the main character emerges with deliberate and styled movement, to take their place in full view of the audience. For a moment this feels like it will be a very highly stylised performance piece, until the first line is uttered in a voice totally different from one we were expecting. The contrast between both lightens the tone and mood. 

This is something that happens throughout Pat Kinevane's one handed piece, written by the performer himself, that looks at what lies underneath the surface, not simply in terms of life and death, but of beauty and ugliness too. The immediate change in tone of expectations and delivery in those first few minutes is also underscoring the theme of what we observe beauty to be and what the underneath of it all is. The theme runs through everything, from the set, to the dark costume, with the hint of gold peeping through, styled by Catherine Condell, against the dark made up face of Kinevane himself, an Egyptian Pharaoh theme running throughout the evening. 

There is a main character and a story running through it, being told to us by the narrator, a girl who was struck by lightening and left scarred, but with one heightened sense, who breaks down the wall between stage and audience from the beginning, happy to have us there, showing us around, before telling us their tale, but never crossing over the line physically. It is broken up by some gags, almost stand up routines, observational humour, some very impressive movement pieces that are lit with precision, adding depth and tension to the moments, even a very odd take on the 'finding a house TV show' style, moving from the serious to the absurd in the blink of an eye, bringing all these styles together and flipping between them, changing the pace and style this way.

It is Kinevane's piece, and he shows both his range and skill as a performer, both of which are impressive, in taking on the different movements and moments of the piece that is really a little bit of everything, brought to life by the actor and director Jim Culleton and forged together into one entertaining evening, that had the audience on their feet by the end of the performance.

It is enjoyable and will have you laughing one moment, and thinking the next, but always taken in by Kinevane's performance, both dramatic and comic, intense and easy going, but always likable and compassionate, as it continues on its national tour over the next few weeks.

Runs until 21st February
Photo courtesy The Civic Theatre



Orphans, The New Theatre

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Lou Reed and Tom Waits, we are told, are counted among the fans of Lyle Kessler's 1983 play about three men, two of them brothers - Treat and Phillip - who encounter Harold in Philly. (Of course, your opinion of these two might colour your thoughts of the play either way.) In this production at The New Theatre, Dublin, what is on offer is a wonderfully tense atmosphere throughout, from the moment Phillip enters, blowing bubbles in the flickering light of the TV, in a production that has a confidence and strength in the delivery of lines that at moments they leave a 'silent echo' or resonance in their wake.

Philip and Treat live alone in a run down house in Philly, their father deserting the family and their mother dead a few years, although her clothes still take up room in the closet, a place where Phillip runs to when things are not what he wants them to be; a person who Treat notes is not much on intellect for most things, but Phillip can remember the brand names of anything. There is a developmental issue with Phillip, autism perhaps, not helped by Treat, who reminds him of the time 'they' tried to come for him. Now, Phillip stays indoors because of allergies he could get if he goes outside, leaving that world to Treat. Kyle Hixon gives Phillip an innocence but with thought behind it at the beginning, in what is a firm contrast to older brother Treat.

Treat spends his days bringing in the money through nickel and dime crime, picking pockets, threatening the odd person who resists with his switchblade. Treat has a temper, especially when pushed or felt that he is slighted, and quickly losses control, violence being his preferred communication channel in these moments, although this volatile temper is a way to keep Phillip in check. With Phillip, he is in control and his brother bows to his power and strength, something that comes through quickly in Jason Gilroy's intense and believable performance of a man on edge and liable to blow at any time.

Into the mix comes Harold, or rather more accurately, he is brought in as a hostage, played here by Michael Bates. The mystery surrounding Harold is coupled well by Bates to a threatening aura about him, there is a sense of violence and power, but one that is far more controlled than Treat could ever be. It is this power triangle, the father image shifting, perhaps, that is at the core, plus the intensity of the performances, with pacy, well delivered dialogue, under the direction of Geraldine McAlinden. 

The rundown feel comes over mainly from the interaction between Phillip and Treat in the early scene, a very good accomplishment, while Bosco Dillon's set, his debut as a set designer it must be noted, serves the purpose well. The lightening, especially the small street light idea out side the window of the house, gives the impression of everything closing in at times, adding to the claustrophobic atmosphere, while the effect of the flickering TV is spot on from lighting designer David Doyle.

The core is this triangle and intensity, with dark humour adding to it. Frank Rich once described the play as 'theatre for the senses', and here the senses are hit. The atmosphere throughout is great and when the explosions come, at times they are raw and very much on their sleeves, in a wonderful ensemble piece that holds your attention from start to finish.


Runs until - 28th Feb
Production company - Alchemy 8 and Breaking Good
Cast: Phillip - Kyle Hixon; Treat - Jason Gilroy; Harold - Michael Bates 
Crew: Director - Geraldine McAlinden; Lighting Design - David Doyle; Set Design - Bosco Dillon; Costume - Jessica Dunne; Executive Producer - Lisa McNamee; Producers - Elaine Reddy, Geraldine McAlinden and Jason Gilroy;
Poster, Photos and Programme: Stills Photography - David Harte; Poster Design - Craig Lee Woods; Programme Design - David Doyle



Run/Don't Run, The Civic Theatre

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It's 1999: John Kennedy Jr's plane has gone missing and the Summer heat is on in New York. Into this comes Eoin, weighed down by his backpack, and running away from something in Dublin. After a day of wandering New York trying to find out where his cousin Gene is living now, he arrives unannounced, not realising that Gene's relationship with his Dominican girlfriend Perdita is caving in. And that Gene, with some gambling debts and small time crime capers, including a batch of Ecstasy, or yokes as Eoin calls them, are homing in like the hurricane approaching the city in Gary Duggan's new edgy play.

The action takes places in Perdita's apartment, a red fold out table, one sofa and the TV trolley, which is empty because Gene sold her TV, which means she's going to miss Law and Order. Naturally, she's pissed at Gene, played out in a wonderfully strong mix of NY and Latina attitude in tone and stance by Leah Minto, while showing us her inner side as the action progresses, and wanting Gene to go back earning honest money, like construction. This is matched well by Sean Doyle as Eoin, fresh from Ballymun, more fish out of water and awed by the big city, and eager to earn some money, despite lacking a visa, with some good comic timing along the way. Duggan conjures up a fun scene where Perdita can't understand some of what Eoin is saying, thanks to Dublin slang, and Gene has to 'translate'. 

Then there is Gene, that sees Aonghus Og McAnally in crackling, brilliant form, giving a tough veneer to his character, but you can sense, and at times see, the layers underneath, a sense of hurt in the opening monologue, and lighting up other scenes as well. Each character has a short monologue that helps move time along, or fill us in on details, but they occur at ease, like Eoin's first, where it helps bridge two other scenes. In all the play flows easily along. The three actors work and blend well together; Duggan creating three distinct characters. 

As the plot unfolds, great atmosphere and tension is built up, helped by a subtle, but pumping soundtrack underneath that hums along like the city itself, sometimes barely noticeable, Dennis Clohessy showing his skills off once again with the sound design, while Sarah-Jane Shiels lighting closes in and out when needed.

The Americana, or rather the NY rhythms, of it all is strong and real, having a noir feel to it, somewhat pulpy and gritty; it's the American Dream, but leaning more to The Engineer's idea. This is helped by some details, and the details are here in spades, reality being the order of the day, from the labels showing the apartment number, the graffiti art on the door itself, even the JFK video case, but none of this takes away from the action and the characters, thanks to director Aoife Spillane-Hinks who brings this enjoyable and edgy piece to life very well. 

This is well worth going out to see, it focuses on the characters, but still gives a thriller feel to it, but mainly it draws you in thanks to the all the elements coming together well, including the natural and well written dialogue, resulting in a noir tone that manages to get into your pit, and stay there right until the end. The ninety minutes, no interval staging whips by in this very enjoyable, and at times raw, new play. 

Runs until Feb 28th (followed by a national tour)

Playwright: Gary Duggan; Director: Aoife Spillane-Hinks
Cast: Seán Doyle, Aonghus Óg McAnally,  Leah Minto
Producer: Tom Dowling; Lighting Designer: Sarah-Jane Shiels; Costume Designer: Barbara McCarthy; Sound Designer: Denis Clohessy; Graphic Design: Ste Murray; 

Production Company: Bigger Picture Projects; 
Photos: Jeda de Bri


Slender, Theatre Upstairs

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Hilary Bowen-Walsh, Stephen O'Leary, Shane O'Regan
The idea that 'whispers in the night' or those creepy stories told to us are actually true is the inspiration behind writer and actor Shane O'Regan's new play Slender. The aural introduction before relighting the rough, messy cabin set in the woods, works wonderfully well, but in a work that is a somewhat uneven, there are quite a few ebbs and flows to come, before it arrives at the final destination, which, to be fair, is somewhat unpredictable.

Young couple Rachel, a law student who has a yearning for travel and particularly the Camino way, and Alex, working all hours to keep the family's music store and school afloat following his father's illness, stumble across the cabin while lost in the woods. Alex is soaked, so they take refuge to dry off, realising that perhaps it is someone's home rather than a disused cabin. Sure enough, another soul enters, the nervous, maybe a little off centre, Fiachra, a writer with his own 'theory' of the Slender Man story.

There is a good premise here, from Alex (Stephen O'Leary) spreading himself thin through work and leaving his own ambitions behind, to Rachael (Hilary Bowen-Walsh) wanting to live a little, although early on their exchanges aren't as strong as they could be, while trying to set up the jealousies and arguments that will help push the plot along. And of course Fiachra (Shane O'Regan), jittery, evasive, and perhaps obsessed with his theory, as his delightfully rendered wall of research shows, with a small nod to a more modern, popular Slender Man idea in the shape of The Silence from Doctor Who. All three actors bring to life three distinct and different characters, with the interaction between them all, including the physical moments, is smooth and works well, but at times it does feel a little repetitive in places. All of this plays out on a good set design from Ronan Dempsey, while Aarron Sullivan's lighting design brings it to life.

While watching it, I couldn't help thinking of a metaphorical Slender Man in us all, our troubles or worries escalating themselves, the kind that we only see, and this can be hinted at through the play itself, although the characters and plot are the main focus of this work, and any interpretation of that kind is what I might make of it myself. In the end, what we have is a good premise that comes over as somewhat uneven in places. 

Runs until 7th March 2015  

Cast: Shane O’Regan – Fiachra ; Stephen O’Leary – Alex; Hilary Bowen-Walsh - Rachel
Creatives: Writer: Shane O'Regan; Director/Set Design: Ronan Dempsey; Lighting Design: Aaron Sullivan; Producer: Jamie Hallahan; Visual Design: Ste Murray
Production Company: Reality:Check Productions



Female of the Species, Mayfield

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'The female of the species is more deadly than the male,' we are told at the beginning of Amy De Bhrun's one woman show contained inside a David Attenborough style programme, taking us on a tour of the 'types' of women (or Wo-man as she pronounces it at one stage) that frequent modern day life,  brought to life through an array of characters, and a few accents, creating an enjoyable, well observed, funny, laugh out loud evening. It is back by popular demand and it is easy to see why.

De Bhrun is both writer and performer, having written six different one woman shows over the last few years and touring London, LA and NYC. Here she uses the small space provided in the Mayfield restaurant very well. In this setting, main lights off, and the small performance space lit, it is really her ample skills as an actor, engaging the audience throughout, while maintaining solid characterisations, that pulls this off very smoothly, letting the one act piece flow along with ease and energy. There is nothing else, only the actor and the audience, no lights or set, only theatre in its most pared back form, both intimate and exciting. Expression and tones play a big part, as she moves from one character to another, moving through the modern day landscape. There is also a sense of stand up inside the theatrical structure provided through the TV show idea. The thought of how it might look if placed inside a theatre setting is intriging, as here, within the limitations, it really hits the mark well.

The setting is intimate and leaves little space between De Bhrun and the audience, reminding  me of something Mark Rylance spoke of about acting on The Globe stage, and the fourth wall being behind the audience. Here, there is that sense, as people, fresh from having a meal, sit at the very tables they ate at, some chairs shifted to get a better or clearer view, plays into the feeling that this is very much a relaxed and involved experience. The feeling of eye contact, at times talking directly to an audience member, gives rise to a stand up feel, in what is a witty, well observed and delightful piece of comic writing and acting. 

The show part of the evening comes after the meal, and thankfully it is a case of waiting until all have eaten before De Bhrun takes to the 'stage', rather than eating while watching. The piece itself is under an hour, and moves along at a wonderful pace, directed by Helena Brown. While the audience the night I saw it were predominantly female, it is a piece that will resonate with male and female, that is well rounded, and well written. It is well worth seeing, having arrived from New York, before heading over to London.


Photo courtesy Amy De Bhrun
Venue:Mayfield
Written and performed by Amy De Bhrun
Directed by Helena Browne






As Seen On Radio, Smock Alley

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Angle Road Theatre Company's production As Seen on Radio is part of the Collaborations Festival 2015. The purpose of the festival is to give a platform for companies, new or established, to try out ideas in front of an audience. In fact, many shows from past Collaborations have gone on to do well at Fringe festivals, and beyond, so the idea and experience is something of a winner. 

As Seen on Radio is something of a winner, and crowd pleaser, as well, delivering a slice of comedy set in a rural radio station, interviewing the local heroes, advertising the local businesses and having their own personal lives to deal with. It is funny, crazy, irreverent, mad, even a touch ridiculous but above all, it is great fun.

The presenters, Brendan Feeney (Lorcan Strain) and Anna O'Dowd (Caoimhe Cassidy) take us through a few programmes at the station, with interviews, news, as well as forgetting to turn off their own microphones from time to time, and dealing with the odd crisis, personal and professional. It does have a sketch comedy show feel to it, as it moves nicely between each moment, the overall plot, not that there is much of one, is not as important as the characters that they create and the situations that evolve.

A stand out moment for me was when Caoimhe Cassidy gives it loads dancing round to Cher's If I Could Turn Back Time (written of course by the great Diane Warren) complete with cheesy dance steps a la 80s videos, making the most of the Boys' School space, with Lorcan Strain joining her towards the end. The impressive part was how they kept going for the whole song, not only a chorus and verse. Fabulously ridiculous and funny! While Cassidy shows off excellent characterisation and comic understanding throughout.

There was also the rendition of a song by Dom Flynn, "Steal Eyed Night" by Cassidy and Strain delivered with warmth and sung well by the duo, with Strain strumming along on the guitar as well. Over all, this short piece showed quite a range of skills, resulting in quite a lot of laughter from the audience on the night.

There was a device of having a 'listener' trying to phone in, or giving facial responses to what was going on in the studio, which worked at times, and not so much on other occasions. A bit like Alan Partidge's Mid Morning Matters, the focus is really on the studio and our presenters as well as the guests. Here it is really the same. But it is a small matter in itself, as the trio, including Louise Donlon, deliver a very funny half hour or so of warm, madcap comedy, directed and written by Marlene McCormack. It will leave you with a smile on your face and humming If I Could Turn Back Time.

Runs Until 7th March

Written & Directed By M. McCormack
Cast : Caoimhe Cassidy, Lorcan Strain & Louise Donlon
Costume & Props By Fiona Ryan
Photo courtesy of Angle Road Theatre Co.










The Good Father, Axis: Ballymun

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It's New Years Eve when Tim and Jane meet at a friend's party. Jane is recently out of a long term relationship, wine glass in hand, not able to stand still. Tim on the other hand, is sitting down, a white plastic bag at his feet, drinking from tins, but it's his words that aren't staying still. They are from different sides of the tracks, so to speak; he's a painter and decorator, she's a lawyer. As the New Year breaks, Jane knows of a place they can go, which is the beginning of a year that has the possibilities of a fresh start but in reality becomes more of an emotional rollarcoaster ride in Christian O'Reilly's play that first saw the light of day thanks to Druid Theatre Company.

In Mark O'Brien's production, Tim, played by Emmet Kirwan, the cheeky, but somewhat uncertain and uneasy, but decent chappie, is the entry point for us, our connection into the play, underlined perhaps by Marie Tierney's painter sheets inspired set; one large sheet covers an equally large box, while another hangs and crumples on top of another similar box. This breaks up the space and mainly gives it levels. Locations are conjured simply by lights and a few props, as the dialogue comes out at a quick pace.

Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire gets a mention, which is apt particularly as Kirwan himself is on fire in this brilliant, funny and emotional performance, creating beats, rhythms and patterns with O'Reilly's lines, his body moving with the flow and emotion as they emerge into the space. There's also his expressions in acting off the lines, drawing laughs from them alone. It is a real joy, and at times great fun, to watch. But it doesn't stop him from bringing out the emotion and anger at the right moments, all done strongly, giving life to the piece and making it work even better. Having to play opposite this is Nyree Yergainharsian, bringing out the uncertainty of Jane well, a good counter to Tim, facing her own uncertainty with life and what it can throw up. 

With many great one liners, and larger 'explanations' of life in general from Tim, there is a more sombre tone as the story of this unlikely couple unfolds. It is sustained through dialogue, and longer monologues that are always part of the conversation, while showing a more contemporary Ireland, and the pace doesn't flag either. 

What we have is a very funny, enjoyable and touching story, that has at its centre a great energetic and knowing performance from Kirwan, while keeping the focus on characters and story in this two handed play.

Runs until: 21st March

Venue: Axis: Ballymun
Cast: Tim - Emmet Kirwan; Jane - Nyree Yergainharsian
Writter: Christian O'Reilly
Director: Mark O'Brien
Producer: Niamh Ni Chonchubhair
Lighting Design: Conleth White
Set and Costume Design: Marie Tierney
Stage Director: Marella Boschi
Production Coordinator: Joe Flavin
LX Op: Sean Mc Cormack
Box Office and Marketing: Philip Keogh
Photography and Design: Ste Murray
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