Big Guns

Chris Wilkinson’s blog, which I read while Pirate Dog was doing some neat yoga on the sofa, about the age of theatre audiences raised a couple of interesting issues, and some lamen…

Favourite stage direction: “Michael is strangling Michelle, who is kneeling on the floor, her face turning red, then purple, then blue.”

Favourite stage direction: “The ricochet of noise grows louder, carrying the ripples of violence, of shelling as Kathryn hovers with the camera in her hand, as if holding a gun.”

Favourite stage direction: “A drone.”