
A living room floats like an island at Sydney Theatre Company’s Wharf 2 theatre – an arm chair, a fire place, a drinks trolley.

Cut Snake is an absolutely joyous show. It’s a hard show not to describe simply in superlatives. It is marvellous. It is spectacular. It is brilliant. And it is magical, because it is sincere.

We all know white people can't dance. But they seem to have at least as much fun doing just that, regardless. Tragic, but true. The older they get, the funnier it is.

Dawson and McCarthy are witty at times and ragingly bitter and daring at others. It’s a play of extremes, an emotional roller coaster that demands a lot from its audience in terms of its complexity and intensity.

This production of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof is frustratingly close to excellence. It is absolutely worth seeing and contains some moments of absolute brilliance, but as a whole, it just falls short.

The PACT Centre For Emerging Artists amounts to a city-fringe warehouse where almost anything can and does happen.

Ai-yi-yi! Nicholas Kazan's Blood Moon, in its Australian premiere, is by no means a bad play. At least, it needn't be. But, regrettably (and much as it pains me to say it), in this incarnation from Unpathed Theatre Company, it could easily be mistaken for one.