In Trust, the attack on capitalist structures that have ruined the lives and livelihoods of an entire generation is sharp and well-staged, with striking imagery and conflict that lingers to powerful effect.
Structurally playful (the way captions are introduced for each chapter is ingenious) but thematically consistent (the world is going to shit, no really THE WORLD IS GOING TO SHIT), there’s no doubting that Trust is formally exacting.
Anoushka Warden’s debut play My Mum’s a Twat, a celebration of rebellion and resilience, is directed by Royal Court Artistic Director Vicky Featherstone and Jude Christian and runs at the Court’s Jerwood Theatre Upstairs until 20 January 2018. What do critics say?
Kat is a young wife and mother, and Fritz tells her story in three episodes. The first, called Fifteen Seconds, shows her deciding to skip off work and, instead, board a train for London where she will douse her own body with petrol in Parliament Square and set herself alight.
It certainly packs a punch, and this is not solely due to the finesse displayed in the writing. Like an ultrasound revealing Bodies’ truly threatening potential, director Jude Christian heads a show that at one point sends an intersubjective shiver reverberating throughout her audience.
It’s a very strange feeling when you come across two new plays with almost identical themes – a zeitgeist moment where an idea floating in the ether gets picked up by two playwrights in close time proximity.