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July 19, 2005
Chris Chamberlain, who is part of the current production of Children of Hercules discussed below (and also Treasure Island, which the company are admirably playing side-by-side with Hercules four nights a week, with scarcely time in-between to run to Marks and Spencer for a sandwich), has a blog describing the experience of acting in a concrete amphitheatre in the shadow of City Hall, in all weathers, before a predominantly non-theatre-going audience.
And should you doubt the authority of my word, Chris has also collected some press reviews of the productions. Time Out's review in particular captures something of the strange coincidence of circumstances that for a few moments make London the weird twin of Marathon -" a city beset by danger, questioning its principles and identity -" and also rightly commends the staging for achieving those hackneyed municipal goals of 'accessibility', 'multi-ethnicity', and 'relevance', without condescension or compromise.
Posted by robin at July 19, 2005 11:05 AM