In Peter Arnott’s splendid account of the final hours of John Wilkes Booth, the actor who murdered President Lincoln, the two are shown so entangled and engorged that the performance of the play is like the lancing of a particularly pressing and engorged boil.
Giles Croft, the artistic director of Nottingham Playhouse, is perhaps best known to Edinburgh audiences as the director of the West End and touring adaptation of The Kite Runner, but here turns performer in a one-man show about his ‘third cousin once removed’, the Scottish endurance swimmer Jabez ‘Jappy’ Wolffe.
Words wrap around and claw away at the heart of this week’s excellent Play Pie and Pint lunchtime theatre at the Traverse, the last in the current season.
Words define us, giving shape to our opinions. So that those who define our words have great hold over us; their definitions of our language shape our thoughts.
Community and ritual lie at the heart of Nalina Chetty’s clever new play Kontomble, the opener to the latest A Play, A Pie and A Pint season of lunchtime theatre at the Traverse. In a consistently well-acted production, director Guy Hollands breathes life and understanding into a script that is just a shade too well-intentioned and, for all that the happy ending feels good, falls out just a bit too pat.