Equus

Equus

“There’s no merit about being in pain; that’s just pure old masochism.” “I am talking about passion, Hesther, you know what that word originally meant: suffering,” says Dr Martin Dysart to his magistrate friend. And it is this conundrum of exterminating passion in the process of curing his patient of pain that torments the child psychiatrist…

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Theatre review: How I Learned To Drive

Dear Dad We may feel we have heard and read enough about pedophilia, especially of late, to last us a lifetime. Yet here is a revival of a 1997 award-winning play by American playwright Paula Vogel that again explores this disturbing subject. But rather than adopting a blunt judgement-driven approach, Mockingbird Theatre’s staging of How I Learned To Drive handles the issue with tremendous…

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Theatre review: Blue/Orange

Dear Dad I recollect commenting on this blog — incidentally in a review of another Mockingbird Theatre production — that we should not gasp at abhorrent attitudes halfway round the globe, but instead examine our own. Now the Theatre’s brilliant staging of Joe Penhall’s Blue/Orange calls on us to do the same. Bruce, a fresh and inexperienced psychiatrist, is assessing the…