
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.

The Shadow King is an incredible testament to a vision which seeks to break open and subvert cultural and theatrical assumptions through scale, through premise, thorough the integrity of community consultation.

Suspended on a grid of metal pipe, sits three people. Two women and a man. Somehow caught adrift in mid-air the three stare into the dark of the audience. At any moment they might speak, or sing – to us, to each other.

Kate Denborough has assembled a series of vignettes centralised around a piece of equipment which flexes and fluxes – which both enthrals and bores.

Black Diggers is an important act of cultural sharing and truth-telling, powerfully and evocatively told – a theatrical event, to be sure, and yet I remain unconvinced whether it is, at least in this current form, a particularly well-crafted play.

This death defying magic trick provides a way of examining the ways that one human being can influence another.

Four different directors from theatre companies around the world were asked to make a work of no longer than fifteen minutes having only seen the final minute of the previous works.