Thursday 25th January 2018
Text of the day: “Piss off thou lump. Thou hast no style for me get lost… too old… too young… too slow… I’m too trim for thee and move like what you dream about (on good nights).” (Sylv in Steven Berkoff’s East)
What do they know of theatre who only theatre know?
Money is life. Once upon a time freedom used to be life — now it’s money.
Mama in Lorraine Hansberry’s A Raisin in the Sun
Five recent 1950s revivals
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