It's a funny thing, excellence, inasmuch as it tends to render the passing of time imperceptible. Lulo and company's abundant, prolific, two-hours-and-then-some concert was over all too soon.
Pistol Whipped is a raunchy hour of dance, dense with activity, narrative and showy athleticism, to the point of being veritably acrobatic, to a circus-like degree.
Definitely one of my more unusual reviewing experiences, both this play and its production were unconventional to say the least, resulting in a thoroughly memorable night at the theatre.
A gifted embroider of words, Friel combines soft lyricism and hard meaning in his play, a tragical comical historical pastoral on a spree and spoiling for a spirited spar.
In the care of Pinchgut Opera’s director, Erin Helyard, this music, formulaic as it indeed is in some respects, sprang off the page into an experience rich in emotions.
Contradiction, conundrum, conflict, racism, misogyny and homophobia run through this play like a main circuit cable snaking through a moral minefield of explosive allegation.