And your write-up caught that aspect of it Alison. Made me wish I could
be in Melbourne to get to it.
Doug
On 16-Sep-06, at 6:54 PM, Alison Croggon wrote:
> That aside, I admired this piece of theatre for its focus on the
> context, the way it showed how language as much as bodies are
> tortured. Not to say its breathtaking (if sometimes horrifying)
> beauty. Over the past few years, some of the theatre I have loathed
> most heartily is the banal left wing complacent documentary theatre
> that is de rigeur. This was something else.
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