Immediately after settling into the ominous Vault’s venue that is the Cavern, I begin to have a creeping sense of terror. I am sitting on a creaking wooden bench, looking across at a mirrored row of audience members, who are looking back at me, just as anxious. Because of this, I am immediately struck by how easily Flux Theatre’s Something Awful seems to convey a thing or two about the horrors of watching, and being watched. Something Awful (written by ...
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