
Last night’s performance was full of energy and humour, and subtle interpretations of songs from Krall’s albums with a few surprises in the mix.

There was a buzz in the line awaiting entry to the open air theatre set up in the Festival Garden. The line was well established by 7.00pm for an 8.00 pm start.

When I go to the theatre I don't want a history lesson, no matter how ravishing the presentation. You can't fault the design, the aesthetics or the music of this show; Zulya is gorgeous, reminiscent of a young Sharon Stone, but this isn't enough.

Not by Bread Alone is a profound theatre experience. An Australian exclusive from the Israeli Nalaga’at Deaf-Blind Theatre here as part of PIAF 2014, the show is at once poignant, funny, sad, harsh and beautiful.

Although I wanted this show to be awesome, it just didn’t work for me. While there were some occasional captivating moments, We’re Bastards fell kind of flat.

In the ten monologues that make up this show, food brings people together, tears them apart, and is a key ingredient in the recipe that makes up the delicacy of human interaction.

Mies Julie is 90 minutes of intensifying tension, movement and raw passion played out on the Octagon stage, and a wonderful start to the theatre program of the 2014 Perth International Arts Festival.