Right well let’s get the obvious, inevitable, childish gags out of the way so we can move on.
This was the first time the Whingers had seen Krapp in the theatre.
And could Michael Gambon ever be Krapp? Unthinkable. Read the rest of this entry »
Andrew is on sabbatical but Phil is soldiering on to help you decide between the Merlot and the Marlowe and generally putting London's West End theatre to rights
Right well let’s get the obvious, inevitable, childish gags out of the way so we can move on.
This was the first time the Whingers had seen Krapp in the theatre.
And could Michael Gambon ever be Krapp? Unthinkable. Read the rest of this entry »
Act 1: An October Night. A rather grand living room in Kentish Town or possibly in Vauxhall.
Two quite old men meet for the first time. Or have they already met? Or do they in fact meet at all?
SCHOONER is standing (albeit somewhat unsteadily).
THIRST sits staring into space enigmatically. The lights come up. There is a long silence.
Then another, longer one.
[At this performance the parts of SCHOONER and THIRST are played by Andrew and Phil respectively]