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SummerWorks Play Review: Eurydice, August 8

Posted on August 12, 2011 by Brian in Reviews, Summerworks, Theatre | Leave a comment

Toronto – Is it weird that there seems to be great interest in ancient plays and myths in SummerWorks? Two years ago it was Gilgamesh, last year it was Iphigenia at Aulis, and this year there’s not one, but three: there’s Hero & Leander (which I haven’t seen but have heard good things about), there’s ONE, and there’s this show, which, like ONE, revisits the tale of Orpheus and Eurydice. Rather than being a total re-interpretation, Eurydice tells the story … →

SummerWorks Play Review: Third Floor, August 9

Posted on August 11, 2011 by Brian in Reviews, Summerworks, Theatre | Leave a comment

Toronto – I suspect that most people who’ve lived in a condo or apartment building or similar shared space have had a neighbour they don’t really know who does something that bugs them. I actually don’t so much at the building I’m in now, except for the old couple next door who scream at each other in Greek most evenings. In Third Floor, the problem for the unnamed residents of condo 11 (Kristian Bruun) and condo 12 (Kaitlyn Riordan), respectively, … →

SummerWorks Play Review: Long Dark Night, August 8

Posted on August 11, 2011 by Brian in Reviews, Summerworks, Theatre | Leave a comment

Toronto – You know, there’s probably as many parodies of the gritty, hard-boiled private eye stories as there are gritty, hard-boiled private eye stories. Long Dark Night is certainly one of them. I’m sure you know the setup. A gritty, hard-boiled private eye is in his office drinking bourbon when a leggy femme fatale enters with a case: her husband has been murdered, so he has to meet with a series of unsavoury characters to solve the crime, only to … →

SummerWorks Play Review: Combat, August 6

Posted on August 10, 2011 by Brian in Reviews, Summerworks, Theatre | Leave a comment

Toronto – I suppose that at some point in your career you might think of some conflict in your workplace in terms of a war. Maybe some passive aggressive type two cubicles over plays their music too loud, like they’re firing a hail of bullets over your head, or there’s a woman who acts abnormally sweet but is secretly hating everyone in the office and one day explodes like a grenade into screaming fragments of neuroses. It’s not too difficult … →