So, you may have noticed that whenever I write a review of a show there are two opinions, mine and that of another random person. The idea is to try and provide more than one perspective on the show.
Here’s the thing…
Continue reading One way to see theatre for free in Toronto…
By Dana Lacey
It wasn’t like anything I’d ever seen before. Wild Dogs is a set of monologues woven together, often competing with each other. The premise, straight from the playbill: “each evening at dusk, six people gather at the edge of the woods calling their dogs back–dogs that have turned wild.” Relationships bloom as the group battles loneliness and loss,
trying to understand why their dogs left them and just what it means to be wild.
The play is an adaption of Helen Humphreys’ novel, and fans can appreciate that all of the play’s dialogue is lifted directly from the book. The result? Not quite play, not quite book reading, Wild Dogs is simply staged poetry (“To be wild is to live by instincts, not imagination.”) It’ll make you uncomfortable in an eerie, I’m-learning-something-about-myself way.
J. Kelly Nestruck wrote today about conflicting opening nights, pointing out how common they are in Toronto, and how unnecessary they are.
by Megan Mooney
Okay, so, this isn’t really about theatre, although, for me this comes about as a result of my university theatre education.
So, last week we had an ultra sound. As I was watching the screen I noticed a heading that said ‘gender’. What went through my head was:
“You can’t tell gender, you can only tell sex, gender is a societal construct”
By the way, you can all thank Ric Knowles for me having that thought. *grin*
By Alex Rayment
So I have a confession to make. I have never seen A Midsummer Nights Dream. Theatre sacrilege, I know. You purists can send your hate mail to someone who cares. However, when I realized that Offensive Shadows being put on by Studio 180 was the sequel to said classic, I thought it would be prudent to at least read a Wikipedia synopsis on the subject.
Thank God I did, or I would’ve been bored out of my mind for the first half of this relatively short piece. I even did my research and still felt like the outsider of an inside joke.