Richard Carroll’s production of The Pirates of Penzance is the very model of a post-modern major musical.
Biological effects and radiation run in ironic paradigm throughout Alana Valentine’s new play, Nucleus, a fusion of public debate and private intercourse.
Our Monster’s Name is Jerry aims to tell a “queer gothic horror” tale, set in a well-heeled part of Australian outer suburbia. Unfortunately, its storytelling was often compromised by technical issues.
Bullying, gossip, slander, and cancel culture are all startlingly identifiable, showing public shaming has a rich and lengthy history even before cancel culture entered the social discourse.
There’s plenty of silent, restless and melancholic behaviour happening on the stage as the audience files into the venue.
The play Is a fictional, but insightful demonstration of some of the vicissitudes and machinations that go on behind the façade of party politicking and the actual development of legislation that governs our daily lives.