The three one-woman shows that lit up theatres in 2020
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Empty theatres due to pestilence – routine in Shakespeare s time – created financial black holes sucking the lifeblood from companies, venues and individuals. Our governments, meanwhile were bewilderingly slow to understand that COVID was at least as catastrophic for the arts as for the travel and hospitality industries.
Streaming, embraced by many musicians, was less attractive to local theatre-makers, given the costs and complexities of a viable production, and the fact filmed theatre instantly falls in danger of primarily being a cinematic experience.
Nonetheless, several attempts were made, such as the
A performance that is fierce, exultant and wrenchingly desolate
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A performance that is fierce, exultant and wrenchingly desolate
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She didn t want it. She did it for her husband Frank, who thought the greatest gift Molly could receive was the sight she d lost when 10 months old. That was 30 years ago, so she is self-sufficient and content in her tactile, olfactory world, working as a masseuse at a health club, and made rapturous by the simple act of swimming.
Meeting at the health club, Frank and Molly were married inside a month. Frank has what Molly s ophthalmologist, Paddy Rice, astutely calls the indiscriminate enthusiasm of the self-taught . Frank s auto-didacticism has rendered him a nerdish polymath, his areas of endeavour including bees, Iranian goats and whales. Molly s eyes are his latest obsession.