Showing posts with label Greenwich. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Greenwich. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 November 2016

Meantime

On a freezing cold Tuesday evening, hidden away behind the 1898 plaster facade of Greenwich Theatre is an intimate studio space that boasted the best of Greenwich's new writers.

10 x 10min plays, rehearsed over 7 days and performed over 2hrs on consecutive evenings. I had no idea what to expect but I was blown away by the quality of the writing and the varying styles that they each took to. Here's just a brief few words on each to try and illustrate what I mean. All I'll say is that these writers are definitely ones to keep your eye on and they've even inspired me to put pen to page too!

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Show One

New Beginnings, Yazmin-Mai Obisesan
Well-spoken young girl, Edith thinks she's arrived in the ghetto when she starts at university. Animal Rights activist India approaches this fur-wearing foreigner and immediately they take a dislike to each other. After a show of hands and splash of paint, the girls find out they're room-mates. As Edith struggles at the simple task of making her bed up, India decides that they should start again and takes her pillowcase from her to help. It seems that it doesn't matter how we find them, or different we are from one another, friendships can start anywhere.

Fruit, Stella Jane-Odoemelam
Evelyn has had a bad day, she hasn't heard back about the job she applied for. Her wallet is stolen. Then she is accosted by a plucky salesman and cocky market seller who thinks he knows how to teach this boy something about selling things, 'it's in the blood,' he says. Evelyn's in no mood to be taken for a fool and as our market seller tries his best to teach the salesman a thing or two, she takes a free bite from his apple and clears his crates of fruit ono the floor. Nothing's for free, someone's always trying to sell us something.

Pig In A Poke, Charlotte Gray
Social media investigator Carmen is on a blind date with Samuel West, a man with no online profile. The best she's found is his surname. Which way is right, which of them can we trust? Maybe we're just in a world where both can co-exist and neither is right or wrong. A statement about the privacy of our lives online and off.

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Star Things, Vicky Olusanya
Astrology student Charlie, choses to study meteor showers, instead of the moon (like everyone else does). She struggles to gather the data she needs for her assignment as the moon is too bright in the sky to see. She tells assignment partner Al, of the first time she saw a meteor shower, and she was reminded how small she was. How small her problems were. In seeing the shower she'd realised the beauty of being so small, the power that comes with it. Supervisor Samuel decides to changes the co-ordinates. The team happen upon a supernova, another point for the power of the small. Although we're small, we have such huge potential for light and beauty, even in death.

Dudes Scare Me, Michael Boateng
A world were we are looked after by invisible guardians. Guardians can see each other but we cannot. Carlos is Henry's guardian, and has been encouraging him to take a leap of faith, to step outside his comfort zone. Andie, a girl he knows, tells him it's ok for something not to be your scene. Turns out his guardian might look out for him more than he thinks.

Show Two

Iceberg, Paul McArthur
I can't remember much beyond the fact that this was one of my favourite pieces. I thought with that, I wouldn't have to take any notes as I'd remember it. Alas, I didn't and now I feel eternally apologetic to the playwright! I do remember a girl with a brilliant monologue. There was a moment with testing customers fussing over their food and drink orders - oh the monotony of social servitude. I wanted it to be longer, I remember that, I could listen to it all day. I hope Paul takes it further, next time I'll make sure to take notes and give the piece the credit it deserves.

Television, Jesse Petrie
A clever two-hander. A couple (I think) watch television and speak almost in tongues as they watch. The words leak out sounds like BANG, the sounds of that flickering box we've grown up listening to. They back and forth, driving each other to despair. We have become insensitive to those we know. He, ends up stabbing She, and resumes watching cartoons. Cartoons and television, communication lost, empathy lost, lives lost in front of the TV. A powerful statement on our disassociation with the real world.

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Blackout, Louise Ogunnaike
A powerful short piece about people trafficking. Maria is on a journey and recounts the memory of a job gone wrong. She recounts the horrible moment she opened the doors of the van to bodies, people who had suffocated. She tells us of their dreams, their journey and their end. A relevant plea to humanity in a world where people's lives are traded for money.

Automatic, Lori-Jane McLare
A Black-Mirror-esque future where operating systems run our homes. Our alarm clocks dictate our every move, from pouring our morning coffees to the milk we buy. We are required to remember nothing, not even our anniversaries. Though in an eerily plausible world, Tammy can't take it anymore. She cannot take the mundane routine of life, the unfinished conversations because it's time to put on her shoes. Only, she can't stop. She is merely a puppet on her schedule's strings.  Both a metaphor for how we all run our lives on time, and the technologies that emerge to make us think less for ourselves.

Pirates of the Peninsula, Antonia Bici
A fun, adventure tale for young audiences. Thomas visits the Cutty Sark with his mum and is transported back in time to meet a real pirate, Olivia. He assists her on her treasure hunt but it seems that the only real treasure worth finding is family, as she is reunited with her brother and Thomas with his mother in the present day. A fun and educational family tale with a heart.


If you're not convinced after all that, then I'm out of words to change your mind. Sell A Door young writers program has produced some brilliant 10min plays here and I can't wait to see where these writer's progress to next. I hope to try the program myself! To find out more about it and how you can get involved, click here: https://www.selladoor.com/development/young-writers-program

Tuesday, 21 October 2014

The Trench

A Monday night at the theatre after a busy weekend of filming was apparently just what the doctor ordered. Greenwich Theatre was host to hit Edinburgh Fringe Show 'The Trench' by Les Enfants Terribles. The audience walked into a smoky auditorium with the outline of a blackened trench showing the stage. It took a while for me to notice the members of the cast sitting in the darkness also.
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My lack of awareness was probably because of the sense of dread I had at the amount of teenagers there on a school trip. I wouldn't normally have minded this but fifteen minutes into the production, having listened to a wealth of inappropriate comments by a single teenage boy, I, not far from teen-hood myself, had to turn around and tell him to be quiet for me to actually begin to start understanding and becoming part of the performance.

Back to the show.

As the play began I found it a little difficult to get used to the main character's third person narration. Once I'd settled into it though, it got easier to follow and the physical theatre was not only supportive of this narration, but simply brilliant. The incorporation of minimal props, of shadows, of projection, of movement, of puppetry and of song was what made a fairly ordinary written piece, into a stunning one.

The still images I've included show you just how imaginative Les Enfants Terribles have been with their production although it doesn't not show you the carefully choreographed movement that accompanied each episode. The breathing in of the monster during the 'gas attack', the moving of the set across the stage during the projections to give the illusion of time and movement, the beautiful embodiment of the beast and of our soldier's wife. 

The set was more than just a prop, it was a part of the production, cleverly designed to seamlessly interact with the cast. The props are passed through it, the lights are shone through it, the cast are seen within it and above it, it folds down to show the bedroom of our soldiers pregnant wife, it moves and collapses to become part of our soldier's journey and to show the disorientation of being buried alive - but to name a few.

The props and puppets were beautifully made and we as an audience appreciate them all the more as they are so tenderly manoeuvred. A particular favourite moment was when the wife reaches out her hand for the rain and snow and smooths over the snow beneath her.


There was symbolism everywhere too. The story follows our entrenched soldier as he faces three challenges from the beasts of his prison, challenges to prove his good and strong heart. The first, is to walk the path of the dead and not falter. Overcome his fear and walk on towards the exit - The fear that comes with war. The second, to tell another beast what you could possibly give those in charge of war to stop them, as smoke rises and blisters his skin, he answers nothing - a gas attack and battling hallucination and pain to stay true to the cause of war. The third, to put his inner child aside and others first as he rescues his comrade buried alongside him - the loss of childhood innocence and camaraderie that came with war, lost brothers in arms. All symbols within the symbol of walking the path towards death. Pain, loss of hope then one last push before denial and death.



The walk towards the light could have been him facing death, it could have been the end of the war, it could have been his escaping the tunnel. The truth may be death but the production leaves it so we make up our minds, create our own story, our own endings... as they who fought could not.


Overall a wonderful piece with a voice that transcended our subconscious into seeking every metaphor, asking every question. A tremendous voice that I am eternally grateful exists outside of the theatre circuit. He stills your soul with his falsetto and makes our journey with 'The Trench' complete. You can buy his music here: http://alexanderwolfe.bandcamp.com/


Enough of the poetry, a truly stunning show that was not to be ruined by the ignorant teenage boy at the start, who failed to appreciate the emotive performance we all became a part of.


Saturday, 18 October 2014

The Greenwich Show

The Greenwich Show has just recently broadcast its second episode. It's not just local, it's hyper-local and it's all about the community. Films made by the community, about the community for the community. Episode 1 featured some lovely pieces including Park it in the Market; a vintage car get together, the tallship festival, a restored gothic castle and a short film 'Men of the Tideway' by Danny Bullman which you can see here:



It's a great venture, and very much down to some very dedicated individuals. You may recognise the executive producer of the programme as Rugby League presenter Ian Ramsdale. Ian was inspired by a similar show elsewhere and now is absolutely committed to success in Greenwich, with its impressive wealth of things to see and do.

If we thought episode 1 was good, then episode 2 definitely topped it. There are features on developments on the ever-changing peninsula, the Greenwich Show's predecessor 'Cablevision', the Crossness pumping station, the South London Special League and Mycenae House. All feature great examples of just why Greenwich is unique, fun and has a huge amount of historical relevance. You can still watch the episode via http://www.thegreenwichshow.co.uk/

The Greenwich Show is set for great things. There are plenty of local film-makers (myself included) eager to get out there and make films about anything and everything Greenwich. If you have suggestions for future features or short films of your own, then please do get in touch with the team via info@thegreenwichshow.co.uk

The next broadcast is available to watch on Freesat 401 and Sky 212 on 3rd November, so make sure to tune in then!