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Dance

From ballet to physical theatre, some of the most powerful performances are all about movement. We’re not experts in dance by any means, but we’re always willing to give it a go and you’ll find our honest and unpretentious opinions here.

Out – Underbelly @ Edinburgh Fringe – Review

Pros: Great music and sound, riveting movement, a lot of vitamin C Cons: More guidance about context before the show would have enhanced the experience. We filed into the space as two performers (one male, one female) danced beside each other to the kind of insistent Dancehall beat that tempts surreptitious chair-dancing. Both were dressed the same, in clothes that hid nothing: fishnet body stockings, matching trainers, tiny nipple shields. Naked equals. The atmosphere was intimate but inward-looking, devoid of ...

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Escape 2 , Blue Elephant Theatre – Review

Pros: Preternaturally strong aerialists are a joy to watch. Cons: Amateur production values and a lack of clear concept. I was curious and excited about this little venue – sometimes the most unassuming places are the best finds. When I arrived I was warmly greeted by the artistic directors and shown upstairs to the bar. It was a pleasant, light space, with tables and chairs, sofas, and over to one side, what looked to be a very nice piano sleeping ...

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Four Corners – Stratford Circus Arts Centre – Review

Pros: Exceptional performances from all and some stunning design elements. Cons: If you are not one for physical theatre then perhaps this isn’t the show for you. Though I knew there was a theatre in Stratford, I’m ashamed to say I had never been. So, walking into Theatre Square, I was amazed to find not just one not two, but three theatres! All three are grouped together in a sunny square with a statue of the mother of modern theatre, ...

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SOHO, Peacock Theatre – Review

Pros: Breathtaking stunts, energetic cast and a belting soundtrack. Cons: No story for you to sink your teeth into, and some uneven pacing. I’ll never forget the first time I walked down Old Compton Street. I’d been in London no more than 48 hours, fresh off the boat from South Africa, and had deliberately weaved my way around the streets to this place I’d heard of called Soho. I stood in the middle of it all, snow started to fall ...

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