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Creativity starves insanity
Back to the black streets of walking through Kings Cross to reach Potts Point and it's a case of finding a tide of time waiting for that bell to signal the walk into the theatre. There are no bins out on Greenknowe Avenue, and no reason clear as to why outside it not being much of a commercial walk.
Wrestling is front and centre with a ring set up as the focus of the stage floor. An aging wrestler, an eager associate producer and the assistant. Small with a pace for brevity and clarity.
Playwright Toby Whithouse, who wrote the reunion episode of Doctor Who, clearly writes out his thoughts with the characters all fighting for their aspects and visions on good taste. Whatever that happens to be. And from the looks of things, that doesn't have to always lie in a mutually exclusive relationship with what's popular.
For a ratings game between the old and the new, where the new are all into their trash TV, it's a question of integrity that lies at this heart.
Sleaze and the smarmy attitude of the young upstart Duncan is the kind that makes wringing necks all the fashion. It's a grating experience to watch him in action, the conniving little grease. Emma, working the ring like a set up for a slam, is at times distracting with her inability to really know if she's setting up the padding correctly or not. Victor rounds it out as being the most pitiful, bringing with him a core not seen as much in the others.
Feels like a hanging rock waiting for that chair to crack across the back. Wrestling may be the combination of drama, athleticism and violence, but this play feels like it's missing something known as excitement beyond the intellect.
Soon Van - Wednesday, 18 October 2006 - 16:35
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