Short plays written to be so easy and so cheap to stage that anyone can do it anywhere.
Sexy, bizarre, and gruesome. Inspired by the legendary French theatre of horror and the bizarre, the Grand Guignol.
Not safe for anybody.
Armed with my trusty theatre group I've been making plays and producing them in small, local, community spaces. This has a bunch of advantages:
We're essentially Rural Touring, which is a thing, except we're following in the footsteps of comedy nights and band nights, so the crowd's a bit younger and livelier.
So, Cheap Thrills was born:
It lasted sixty years, it was popular right up until someone messed with the formula.
It leant itself to essentially a gig theatre - we literally have a set list, we literally create "albums" of shows. It's a resilient, flexible format that was hugely popular for about forty years (from 1940 onward we can argue it was a museum piece but that can be discussed below). Audiences loved it, governments hated it. Good enough for me.
Toys to encourage traffic. I have no shame.
Obey the magic ball!Pieces about the Grand Guignol, and theatre, and fear, in general. They are all works in progress - I learn something new almost every day, so no guarantee they're finished and no guarantee they're right.
A single postcard | Fear in Theatre (wip) | The Opening Night (wip) | Oscar Metenier