tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post2814608005681981393..comments2024-02-18T19:36:43.844+11:00Comments on theatre notes: Jetlaggish meditationsAlison Croggonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-80082842690753025782008-07-20T13:31:00.000+10:002008-07-20T13:31:00.000+10:00Yes there is a foundational problem with theatre w...Yes there is a foundational problem with theatre writing. Two legacies help explain. One is the prevalence of naturalism in 70's nationalist revival, and its spillover into so called television drama( look at the legacy of that in the thin, sentimental dialogue of most tv drama, including abc, still adopt). The second legacy is the 30 year old strange institutional marginalisation of the writer Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-22089907198839432412008-07-15T16:38:00.000+10:002008-07-15T16:38:00.000+10:00You're the man for the job, Casey B, if anyone is....You're the man for the job, Casey B, if anyone is. I hate to admit that nearly all the time I was in the UK i contrived to spend my Saturday nights near a television, and my major meltdown occurred when I realised after part 1 of the finale (I mean, the cliffhangers are shameless) that I would be in Cork being all seriously poetic, or maybe drunk, but in any case nowhere near a screen. Luckily Alison Croggonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-48680193928337042732008-07-15T16:28:00.000+10:002008-07-15T16:28:00.000+10:00Doctor Who... the opera...Hmmm.(spoiler alert for ...Doctor Who... the opera...<BR/><BR/>Hmmm.<BR/><BR/>(spoiler alert for non-UK viewers)<BR/><BR/>ACT ONE<BR/>_______<BR/><BR/>"London Again" - The Doctor<BR/>"The Fat Just Walks Away" - The Adipose Singers<BR/>"Who Is The Doctor?" - Donna Noble<BR/>"O My Children" - Miss Foster<BR/>"The Fat Just Walks Away (Reprise)" - The Doctor & Donna Noble<BR/>"Cassandra" - Rose Tyler<BR/>"The Heart Of The Casey Bennettohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00069992763893159912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-85662474937733360612008-07-14T14:50:00.000+10:002008-07-14T14:50:00.000+10:00I did indeed. The final showdown is a pearler, ind...I did indeed. The final showdown is a pearler, indeed, epic. I'm convinced Series 4 is pure opera.Alison Croggonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-83550110366337788692008-07-14T14:35:00.000+10:002008-07-14T14:35:00.000+10:00Yes yes yes, but did you follow Doctor Who through...Yes yes yes, but did you follow Doctor Who through to the end of the season?<BR/><BR/>(Welcome back...)Casey Bennettohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00069992763893159912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-32374088547651266442008-07-12T09:16:00.000+10:002008-07-12T09:16:00.000+10:00I'm sure there's a balance somewhere, Andrew. Mind...I'm sure there's a balance somewhere, Andrew. Mind you, in England excess of any kind causes discomfort. Though it seems to me not quite the land of Larkin these days...Alison Croggonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-45110556765082735672008-07-12T03:42:00.000+10:002008-07-12T03:42:00.000+10:00That said, you could all live in England where hap...That said, you could all live in England where happiness is considered slightly suspect and joy and/or exuberance is openly frowned upon.<BR/><BR/>- quite rightly, of course :-)Andrew Haydonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05568061302451610140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-53176630728804374542008-07-11T07:27:00.000+10:002008-07-11T07:27:00.000+10:00Heh. I saw Nick Cave on tv once being asked why he...Heh. I saw Nick Cave on tv once being asked why he didn't live in Australia, and he said he didn't want to live in a place where it's a crime to be sad. I agree Jana, there's a vitality and energy here that's brilliant. Equally we have these huge cultural inhibitions, one of which is a general fear of making a fool of oneself. Something, it has to be said, that has never stopped me, as should be Alison Croggonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-19708611303612744282008-07-11T05:44:00.000+10:002008-07-11T05:44:00.000+10:00And I'll look forward to the comments on the Sound...And I'll look forward to the comments on the Soundeye festival. Thinking a lot about the relationship between language and performance myself lately and interested to hear what the Corkeyes had to offer ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-85872329525845755312008-07-11T05:36:00.000+10:002008-07-11T05:36:00.000+10:00These considerations aren't limited to Australia; ...These considerations aren't limited to Australia; there's a similar mindset even in New York, and believe me, a wealth of experimentation doesn't necessarily lead to a healthier theatre either. (Many small guerilla-like companies are also interested in fluff; formal experimentation isn't that meaningful if ultimately the perspective is trite and superficial.) Jana's diagnosis that "Australia is aAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-15683304549915061822008-07-11T02:07:00.000+10:002008-07-11T02:07:00.000+10:00If ONLY wankery was more prevalent, dear theatresp...If ONLY wankery was more prevalent, dear theatresphere, for that would mean enough common interest in experimentation to generate quality. If only nobody was afraid of being labeled a wanker, for that would mean there is respect for experiment. Fail again, fail better. Yes.<BR/><BR/>I agree with you, Alison, most Australian theatre practitioners are highly skilled, and actors/dancers/performers Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-34742954821115594752008-07-11T01:46:00.000+10:002008-07-11T01:46:00.000+10:00Yes. FUCK lowering the bar. Going mad doesn't se...Yes. FUCK lowering the bar. Going mad doesn't seems an unreasonable option... But go see <I>Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea</I> first. :-) <BR/><BR/>The 'logosphere has ground to a halt (Born Dancin' the shimmering exception) in your absence.Chris Boydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18215203610745043810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-840089602563799652008-07-10T13:47:00.000+10:002008-07-10T13:47:00.000+10:00Thanks Geoffrey. And hi St Genesius - I think I'm ...Thanks Geoffrey. And hi St Genesius - I think I'm well past that despair, which I hit pretty hard about a decade back. For some years now, I've found enough exciting stuff around to keep me from suffocating, and to feel that there's a context, both locally and internationally, in which there are some interesting minds at work, and in which interesting art makes sense. Fuck lowering the bar <I>or<Alison Croggonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-68385551054197924062008-07-10T11:59:00.000+10:002008-07-10T11:59:00.000+10:00Yes...the distinction between genuine experimentat...Yes...the distinction between genuine experimentation and sheer wankery...and the delusion that tries to believe the latter is actually the former. That does seem to be the vortex in which we are trapped. No doubt you will crash to earth with the same feelings of despair most of us get returning here after a stimulating time in the Big World. And then, before long, mentally lower the bar to stop Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-35163305846500003432008-07-10T09:55:00.000+10:002008-07-10T09:55:00.000+10:00Welcome home Ms TN! We missed you.Welcome home Ms TN! We missed you.Geoffreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05409350618909242278noreply@blogger.com