We caught the train from Basingstoke to London and then on to Edinburgh,
leaving behind (for the second time) a very sickly goldfish "Monster".
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We started the day by walking to the Church in Edinburgh (St Andrew's Belmont
Crescent) which hosts a regular Tridentine Mass with the Bishop's permission.
We arrived quite early and waited outside for Mass to begin - discussing
the immortality of the soul - until drizzle drove us indoors. The liturgy
was very well done and the congregation sang the ordinary of the Mass enthusiastically.
The priest preached a good sermon on the Transfiguration.
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Monday I
risked a tee-shirt and shorts today, and it paid off. Our very busy day
started at "C3" with a trio of films. "Cambridge Shorts"
[**] The most memorable was about the eternal battle between good and
evil: featuring a sword fight between the Archangel Michael and Lucifer
over a magic book and its human female guardian. Not very original, but
it still had me in tears. Then we hobbled to "Rocket at Demarco" to see
"Scapin
the cheat" [**] This was a play by Mollier. It was energetically acted
by a young cast, but somehow did not entrance me, as it should have. We
then walked to "The Lot" (via a rather nice pub), which was on the corner
of Grass market to see "The butler did it!?" [***] This was an amusing
"whodunit". Crime doesn't pay: 'nuff said.
"All I can say about this cleverly constructed and highly entertaining play, therefore, is that it lives up to its billing, having more than its fair share of unexpected twists and turns. It also has many of the usual ingredients of the country house mystery - the wealthy victim who is about to make a new will, a house full of visiting relatives, all with expectations and two of whom have brought partners with them who are clearly only interested in the money their intendeds might be about to receive, a detective who is fortuitously also among the guests and (naturally) accuses all the suspects by turns, an apparently unbreakable alibi, and even a butler! These elements are put together in a light-hearted, highly entertaining murder mystery which is exceedingly well acted by its cast and which defies anyone to work out all the ramifications of its plot before they are finally revealed on stage." We
then wandered back to the "Gilded Balloon Teviot" for "Fahrenheit 451"
[*****] This was an excellent stage adaptation of the Ray Bradbury
classic SciFi novel - complete with firemen dressed in fire-fighter's coats
and leggings. It was both intense and moving. Then on to Old St Paul's
church hall for "Tales from the Lost Stranger's Society" [***] This
was a strange play about a group of people who mysteriously find themselves
in an unknown environment and under the supervision of a games show impresario
who insists on probing them for their darkest secrets - which include pedophilia
and incest.
We then had to rush up the Royal mile to get to "Diverse Attractions" for "The Bacchae" [**] We saw a more contemporary production of this in 2003. This one was more conventional - and much less well acted. I still cannot understand why the "bad guy" decides to go spying in drag on the Bacchae (and so come to a violent death at their hands) - unless it is a madness put into his head by Dionysius. We then returned to the "Gilded Balloon Teviot" for "My brother and I are porn stars" [*] This was bad. The humungous talking phallus did little to make it any better! We then crawled back to Old St Paul's church hall (where I had a very welcome cup of tea) for "Dark North" [****] This was an excellent gothic horror. It featured a psychic who had no faith in his own powers. The production was very simple but most atmospheric. The twist in the tail was unexpected. I was very pleased that my blister hadn't got terribly bad today. |
Our day started at "Augustine's" (after having missed the first show we
were scheduled to see because of taxi problems) with "Lord of the Flies"
[****] This was an excellent production with a cast of young teenagers.
I had a brief word with one of them, who assured me that he and his friends
were "nothing like that" in reality!
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My blister was somewhat better today. We caught a taxi to "Rocket at Demarco"
where we saw "The Art of Silence" [****] A frighteningly direct
portrayal of the effect of torture and imprisonment on "political prisoners".
Some of the details do not bear recalling. We then wen to "C central" for
"Eclipse"
[**] This play had sounded intriguing, and indeed it was. The young
cast acted it well, but in the end I was no clearer what had happened -
who the mysterious stranger was, what had happened to her and what the
group of friends had actually intended than I had been before the play
started.
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Then
we were back at "C central" yet again for "My brother's keeper" [****]
A
sad story of the only two jews living in an Afghan city. They hate each
other and are very cruel towards each other. In the end one of them sits
idly by while the other dies of being crushed by some fallen masonry. He
then gets his just deserts, because he is then mistaken for his dead enemy
whom he had previously denounced to the muslim authorities.
"Not the sort of show I'd normally go and see but very glad I did. A play based on the bizarre true story of the last two jews left in afghanistan, who apparently hated each other. I was expecting it to be heavy going, but it was actually really funny. Excellent cast, great characterization and a nice staging of two neighbouring apartments with action going on in both. A very engaging and satisfying play. It's worth reading about the original story it was based on. I found it here: http://www.haruth.com/JewsAfghanistan.html"Our next show "Cast Aside" [****] was at "the Zoo". It was an excellent play about "theatrical types". A narcissistic director puts on a gender bending production of "The Merchant of Venice". Everything then goes wrong and it seems that the play is a disaster. In fact the audience love it - thinking that it is supposed to be a comedy; and the director pretends that this is what he intended all along - so everyone is happy. The next play we intended to see at "C3" was cancelled so we decided to watch another set of short films. The most memorable "Heavy Metal Drummer" [***] featured a teenage arab living in a muslim country who wanted to be a "heavy metal drummer". Needless to say, this didn't go down very well with his family and friends. Our
final show was also at "C3". It was called "Apollo/Dionysus"
[****] This was a superbly acted play about the conflict between "reasonable
moderation" (Apollo) and "violent excess" (Dionysus).
"A quest to understand the psychological, physical and emotional conflicts faced by man - and woman - throughout time, throughout today. Dionysus - the Greek god of wine and fertility - challenges the hypocrisy of Apollo - the Greek god of order and truth. Why do we do what we do? Why do we say what we say? Why don't we do what we think? A compelling assault on the morals of humanity and the gods..."The two gods were played by naked young men. It was quite a shock to walk into the theatre to find them sprawled on the floor at one's feet. The other unique aspect of the play was the fact that the audience was expected to participate by swigging back generous supplies of wine - courtesy of Dionysus. The only thing that spoilt the play was that no clear answer was suggested to the problem posed. Dionysus had all the best lines and arguments, but was apparently killed by his brother Apollo at the end. So "violent excess" was defeated - rather than answered - by the excessive violence of "reasonable moderation". |
ThursdayThe weather today was a bit marginal, but I decided to risk a tee-shirt and shorts. We walked to our first show "Animal Farm" [*****] It was at "Assembly, St Georges" - quite close to our hotel. An excellent solo performance of the story - complete with a few jabs at Tony Blare."Gary Shelford takes us in the palm of his hand for nearly two hours without an interval and leads us into his farmyard. We are surrounded by pigs, cows, horses, dogs, hens and crazy sheep in Orwell's fairy tale world. Shelford has presence and stamina in buckets and it will only get better with time. This has always been one of the greatest one-man shows on the fringe - a real test for an actor and Shelford makes light work of it! And even though it is the same wonderful, tight and topical script, Shelford makes it his own. If you only see one one-man show on the fringe, this has to be it. The quote on the poster says, "Gary Shelford IS Animal Farm". They're not wrong. WOW!" We
then walked to "Hill St Theatre" (actually the Edinburgh Masonic Lodge)
- via a branch of Starbucks where I enjoyed observing a group of teenagers
- for "Mary and the stripper" [**] This well acted play was spoiled
by the un-necessary interpolation of evangelical theology. The author was
clearly aware that he was making God seem petty - he had one of the character's
say exactly this. The author's only answer to the charge that his god is
vindictive was that "it is all very complicated". This is simply not good
enough. The play reminded me very forcibly why I am not an evangelical
and why I believe evangelicalism to be hellish.
We then walked to "Rocket at Demarco" (where there proved to be a warm and comfortable cafe) for "Boom Bang-A-Bang" [****] This was a pleasant enough gay themed story, where a soon to be married couple split up and instead "boy gets boy" and "girl gets girl": just as it should be! It started a bit slow, but gained pace and character soon enough. We then returned to the nice Italian restaurant for a leisurely dinner, while it rained outside. Our next play "Killing Time" [*****] was on the top floor of "C". This was a fantastic "thriller". It was superlatively acted and had a first-rate plot with a totally unexpected twist in its tail.
"wow..wow..wow!!!! came out feeling battered and bruised, shocked and disturbed. China Town Meets '7'...eeeek!!! Its an awful long time since any piece of drama has managed to produce that effect on such an old cynic. Definitely not for the squeamish or faint hearted or people with any kind of sexual insecurity, but anyone with an open mind who likes a bit of psychological horror now and again and wants to experience something a little scary and out of the ordinary should be very entertained. The fact that the story told is the well known children's tale of Jack and the Beanstalk, I found fascinating - as the way it is told (through the eyes of a rent boy on the road to destruction) just makes it a bit of a.... no a total mind f..k. Despite its sinister nature it is also often very funny and had me laughing out loud, mainly about the hypocrisies surrounding sex, religion and convention. Also, a couple of weird little twists near the end had me questioning my sanity. Oh! and some of the music..... Creeeeepy!!! As I say not for the faint hearted or squeamish but I was in Edinburgh for four days saw some good stuff, bad stuff, boring stuff - as you do. I would definitely put this play at the top of my list. By far the most thoroughly entertaining piece of theatre that I saw!!! Just off for an extended session with my therapist...." |
The weather today was quite threatening, so I took my bomber jacket with
me and was glad of it. Our day started with "Moby Dick Rehearsed" [****]
at "C3". I almost fell asleep during this play. Once
more, I do not think it the fault of the text or actors. The production
and acting were both very good and could easily transfer to a bigger stage.
The story of Moby Dick is that of a pathological thirst for revenge which
leads to ultimate catastrophe. We then walked to "Greyfrier's Kirk House"
for our next two shows. "Teacher's Playground" [**] was disappointing.
The plot was promising, involving the psychological conflict between a
bully of a headmaster and his disreputable teaching staff; but somehow
it failed to deliver. "Help, I'm a teenager" [***] was also disappointing.
It was a "modern day morality play" setting out some of the dangers of
alcohol. I think that the only thing really wrong with it was that it had
too many good ideas in it. They somehow crowded each other out. The acting
was good, especially allowing for the age of the cast - except for one
obvious but minor case of "fluffed lines".
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SaturdayOur journey home was uneventful. We returned to discover that "Monster" was still alive - though very sick indeed. |