
The show is entertaining, engaging, hilarious at points, yet quite heart-breaking in others. The music is spectacular and Chappell and Dikkenberg’s voices are like liquid gold.

When it isn’t getting bogged down in Shakespeare’s verbiage, it’s light-hearted, funny, and kind of gloriously anti-romantic.

Mullum Music Festival, now all packed up until next year, is such a smorgasbord festival of the creative kind: you have to embrace it, cruise with it, chillax, contemplate, absorb and slide into the slip-stream of events.

A dark open mouth of a proscenium arch, hemmed with a moustache of broken, missing or faded light bulbs. A thin, endless branch arcs into the sky. Grey, brick-worked waste land. Two men, like tattered coats upon a sticks, wait.

The Sydney Shakespeare Festival's production of King Lear is solid, if somewhat unadventurous. While the first half drags a little, the second makes up for it, the relentless action driving this classic play towards its bloodbath of a conclusion.

Vere (Faith) is an absolute tour de force. Sarah Goodes has directed a stunning production of John Doyle’s play, and it is beautifully performed by a stellar ensemble cast. This is one of the best shows I have seen this year.

Summertime in the Garden of Eden is an utterly fabulous work of theatre. It’s a perfect way to close out Griffin’s 2013 season.