Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Here's something of interest that's just come our way by way of our old friend T.McL. Perhaps yiz might be interested.................
Absent
Written and directed by Tom Pius
Performed by Optimus Theatre.
Venue: The Backloft, La Catedral Studios, 7-11 St. Augustine Street, Dublin 8.
Runs: 24th –29th October 2006
Doors open: 7:30pm
Show: 8:00pm
Admission: €12.00 (preview and concessions €10.00)
About the play
The play consists of 160 missed phone calls.There are seven telephones on stage. Behind a curtain are seven actors. They are all calling the same person – Samuel. As each character calls, a telephone lights up and switches off when the call stops. Otherwise the stage is in darkness. There is no diversion from the conversations. Most of the characters are Irish but living in Rome. In their early twenties, they’re typical ex-pats, living the bohemian life, feeding off Rome’s culture but confused and drifting. Their conversations, as recorded on the absent Samuel’s answering machine, are alternately mundane, witty, drunken, culture-ridden, anxious – cumulatively they all become lost voices in the dark, and casual phrases – Can you call me?... I don’t know why I’m ringing… Give me a ring… Bye bye – become tragic refrains.
Absent
Written and directed by Tom Pius
Performed by Optimus Theatre.
Venue: The Backloft, La Catedral Studios, 7-11 St. Augustine Street, Dublin 8.
Runs: 24th –29th October 2006
Doors open: 7:30pm
Show: 8:00pm
Admission: €12.00 (preview and concessions €10.00)
About the play
The play consists of 160 missed phone calls.There are seven telephones on stage. Behind a curtain are seven actors. They are all calling the same person – Samuel. As each character calls, a telephone lights up and switches off when the call stops. Otherwise the stage is in darkness. There is no diversion from the conversations. Most of the characters are Irish but living in Rome. In their early twenties, they’re typical ex-pats, living the bohemian life, feeding off Rome’s culture but confused and drifting. Their conversations, as recorded on the absent Samuel’s answering machine, are alternately mundane, witty, drunken, culture-ridden, anxious – cumulatively they all become lost voices in the dark, and casual phrases – Can you call me?... I don’t know why I’m ringing… Give me a ring… Bye bye – become tragic refrains.
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