Blimey. Little bits of dialogue are leaping off the stage into my life. It’s like when you fall in love, and everything you hear is a love song, only… not. Almost the complete opposite, in fact.
- The Ham Funeral
- The Big Bite-Size Soirée (Menu 3)
- A Streetcar
Another Festival flagship, another array of problems. Surtitles speeding by faster than a speeding bullet caused numerous complaints, and even when they did hang around long enough to be read, there was often too much ambient light to have sufficient contrast. A weird piece of theatre, though, atop a clever set.
