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The Birthday Party
So because I'm a complete and utter luvvie at heart and adore the stage with all my soul (can you tell I went to drama school?), my roots in theatre put me in a unique position to film productions and put together a promo for them. Now, Harold Pinter is someone I never actually had the chance to 'do' in my early years, which is probably a good thing because my twenty-something self would not have been prepared for - or be able to appreciate - the absolute mind-fuck that The Birthday Party is.
Now, my promo does not do this particular production justice in any way, shape or form. I was drafted in at the eleventh hour to film some bits at a photo/costume shoot with some of the actors (essentially gate-crashing the photographer's show and stealing the best light in the room), and put this unsettling piece together based on my limited experience of the play and time with the team. Their production - hand on heart - was absolutely frickin' brilliant, and I urge anyone to seek it out if it comes their way. This is coming from someone who is mercilessly outspoken about the current state of theatre today, and generally finds most productions very, very poor. The Birthday Party was excellent, and if this little promo helps get another bum on a seat in the theatre, then I'll be very happy, because it's genuinely a shot in the arm that the stage needs right now.
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