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March 01, 1991

Travelling Shakespeare

Filed under: Archive,Interviews

1991

The English Shakespeare Company spend most of their time travelling. Murray Bramwell talks with Michael Pennington, June Watson and Andrew Jarvis about touring, audiences and their current repertory season of Coriolanus and The Winter’s Tale.

It is something of paradox that because of their colourful, minimalist stagings, tuxedo toffs, punks and mod cons, the English Shakespeare Company are regarded as an experimental group. In fact, on the road since 1986 with The Henrys, and then the epic Wars of …

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Travelling Shakespeare

Filed under: Archive,International,Theatre

1991

The English Shakespeare Company spend most of their time travelling. Murray Bramwell talks with Michael Pennington, June Watson and Andrew Jarvis about touring, audiences and their current repertory season of Coriolanus and The Winter’s Tale.

It is something of paradox that because of their colourful, minimalist stagings, tuxedo toffs, punks and mod cons, the English Shakespeare Company are regarded as an experimental group. In fact, on the road since 1986 with The Henrys, and then the epic Wars of …

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Power Play

Filed under: Archive,State Theatre Company,Theatre

1991

Julius Caesar

by William Shakespeare

State Theatre Company

Playhouse, February, 1991.

Reviewed by Murray Bramwell

Of all of Shakespeare’s work, Julius Caesar seems to most invite the intervention of modern sensibilities. There is no way that the text can be left to tell itself (if such a thing were ever possible in the theatre).It presents such a spectrum of political shenanigans that any  production has to make choices straight off – whether to favour the Brutus team or take …

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Sandy Through the Hour Glass

Filed under: Archive,Cabaret

1991

The Life and Death of Sandy Stone

Barry Humphries

Her Majesty’s Theatre, February, 1991.

Reviewed by Murray Bramwell

Barry Humphries once described Sandy Stone as a decent, humdrum little old man. It remains an apt assessment. Drab, suburban, habitual, Sandy epitomised the prosaic domestication of the Anglo-Australian male. When Barry Humphries held a mirror up to nature it was the obsessive, sexless, life of Sandy Stone which appeared in the glass not the gangly, heroic fiction of Chips Rafferty. …

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