Journalist, science writer, storyteller
Originally written for The Public Reviews The Conan Doyle oeuvre is well trodden by theatre makers, particularly in the wake of the successful Warner Bros. franchise and BBC series catapulting Holmes back into the forefront of popular culture. One might argue that it’s roundly difficult to do something new, but what Tacit Theatre have instead … Continue reading A Study in Scarlet
Originally written for The Public Reviews Arriving at Sutton House for Palimpsest’s Hedda is somewhat of a confusing experience. At once part of and party to the narrative, one is treated both as a house guest and an audience member for an odd interval, while being encouraged to look around the house. Various installations have been set … Continue reading Hedda
Originally written for Exeunt “I wish I’d tried LSD.” It’s difficult to ask the big questions. What if I’d done it all differently? Did we do everything we could have? Could I have met someone else? Largely because there is no good or discernible answer. In Visitors, Barney Norris sets out to interrogate where we are going … Continue reading Visitors
Originally written for The Public Reviews In setting out to ask whether the gender power balance can be redressed in India, writer Sharmila Chauhan creates a commune - Shaktipur - not all that dissimilar from some remote areas of the country, in which the scarcity of women means that they can and do take multiple … Continue reading The Husbands
The Boy Who Cried presents an interesting premise; tangling the mythology of outcast creatures with the way in which we treat, and have treated, those who suffer from mental health problems. Unfortunately what could have been an intriguingly innovative way of exploring the minefield of issues surrounding mental illness is poorly underserved by an ironically … Continue reading The Boy Who Cried
Originally written for Exeunt I am hemmed in against the wall of a honeymoon suite in the Hilton Docklands by a topless wedding guest, now struggling out of his trousers, and I am helpless with laughter. Six scenes into Dante or Die’s I Do and I am thoroughly charmed; by the pastel rose pinned to my lapel, … Continue reading I Do
Mary Halton 