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Stal and 3 Way have decided to go drinking in Grahamstown. During the National Arts Festival. While they're at it, they may see some theatre too.
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Tag Archives: Intimate Theatre
By 3 Way Stop Owls can turn their heads around like a gazillion degrees to see everywhere, that’s why they’re spooky. And they have big glow-in-the-dark eyes. And they chow mice and hang out with witches and Harry Potter. Briony … Continue reading
By Stal Gayheart and 3 Way Stop Well the Mechanicals have done it again. And by “it” I mean Shakespeare. This time it’s King Lear, and it’s a rip-roaring, thigh-smacking, willy-whacking wale of time at the Intimate. Lear, played by … Continue reading
By 3 Way Stop & Stal Gayheart We’re on to something. A mystery. We spy. We spy on them and we ask ourselves, “What do they do in those secret classes before the show on a Monday?” Probably chanting ancient … Continue reading
By Stal Gayheart Theatre can make you laugh. It can make you wonder about something, it can surprise you, it can make you go wow, it can even, sometimes, propel you to your feet in appreciation, screaming, stomping and smiling … Continue reading
By Stal Gayheart Hello and bienveniue! My name is Stal and I’ll be your writer for this review. The special at the moment is Rumpsteak, featuring Gaetan Shmid in a fabulous Pepe Le Pew* and Gordon Ramsay mix of Ratatouille … Continue reading
By Stal Gayheart It’s alive! It’s ALIVE! It’s nothing short of sheer brilliance, that’s what it is. Director Chris Weare is the mad-genius-scientist par fucking excellence and his willing minions, (actors, for those of you bothering to follow the metaphor) … Continue reading
By 3 Way Stop It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Visual Montages ruled the stage to the accompaniment of fucking awesome music. Saffers made entrances, made exits, made sense, made tea. Ill one-liners were … Continue reading
Dear 3 Way I am sitting at the Service Station waiting for a Double Delicious, and a song is playing over the sound system that reminds me of you. It’s that song, you know, that goes “ oooh-oooh-ooooh reminds me … Continue reading
By 3 Way Stop So, like, have you ever realised that you’d really like to rip your best friend’s clothes off, shag them stupid, and then live in loving bliss for ever after? I have. And evidently so have the … Continue reading