<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877</id><updated>2011-07-22T20:49:40.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sydney arts journo</title><subtitle type='html'>news reviews theatre dance performance art music culture sydney australia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>451</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4643493846659333421</id><published>2011-07-13T13:26:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:58:27.208+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General Comment'/><title type='text'>Hello again. Long time no see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. I think. I may even try to establish a new website as this looks terribly old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here's a little foray I took into the world of ABC's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Drum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More to cultural capitals than a new musical theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a sense of deja vu reading the comments last weekend by  musical theatre producers John Frost and Rodney Rigby calling on the New  South Wales Government to build a Broadway-style venue in Sydney,  you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/unleashed/2791672.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4643493846659333421?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4643493846659333421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4643493846659333421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4643493846659333421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4643493846659333421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-again-long-time-no-see.html' title='Hello again. Long time no see.'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-8578585716420117348</id><published>2009-12-25T10:49:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:41:52.769+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts awards'/><title type='text'>The Sydney Arts Journo Awards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise this is just a short foray back into the blogosphere... I mean, I had to come back with my alternative list of awards again, didn't I? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SzSBRfNSIxI/AAAAAAAABTE/vBIg9tX2awg/s1600-h/6534a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419098389068522258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SzSBRfNSIxI/AAAAAAAABTE/vBIg9tX2awg/s320/6534a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a perfect time to start a debate about what the &lt;a href="http://www.sydneytheatreawards.com/index.php"&gt;Sydney Theatre Awards&lt;/a&gt; means to the industry. Back in 2005 when Diana Simmonds and Ian Phipps resurrected the awards, the industry was on the verge of some big changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The independent sector was growing at a rapid rate, the professional world was becoming more mature and the industry as a whole was expanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, the timing of Simmonds and Phipps was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the role of the mainstream media has changed and the world of the online reviewer comes to the fore, isn't it time the Sydney Theatre Awards were, themselves, reviewed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On 20 December 2005 nominations were publicly announced for the inaugural Sydney Theatre Awards," &lt;a href="http://www.sydneytheatreawards.com/about.php"&gt;the website states&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These awards came about after months of informal discussion among a group of senior Sydney critics, naming themselves The Sydney Reviewers &lt;strong&gt;and meeting by invitation only&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The original reviewers were, in A-Z order: Stephen Dunne (Sydney Morning Herald), Bryce Hallett (Sydney Morning Herald), John McCallum (The Australian), Colin Rose (Sun-Herald), Diana Simmonds (Sunday Telegraph), John Shand (Sydney Morning Herald) and co-ordinator Ian Phipps (ABC Radio)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, these people represented the majority of publicly available opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that world has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the panel is Jason Blake (Sydney Morning Herald), Deborah Jones (The Australian), Alex Lalak (Daily Telegraph), Jo Litson (The Sunday Telegraph), John McCallum (The Australian), Diana Simmonds (Stagenoise) and John Shand (Sydney Morning Herald).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to note that the panel is mostly made up of the mainstream media but now also includes one single online/blog reviewer. But where are the other online websites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collectively, blogs and pages such as ArtsHub, AussieTheatre, James Waites, Augusta Supple, Kevin Jackson and Australian Stage would easily outrank the above in online hits. Where is their voice? Many of their writers easily see a lot more theatre than members of the panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time the two organisers of the awards open up the voting to a wider panel. But not just within the online world, but also to the industry. A model such as the Green Room Awards in Melbourne would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wrote twelve months ago;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...don't be fooled into thinking the judges see all of the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As Simmonds said about the Helpmann Awards earlier this year, "the likelihood of the nominating "judges" having seen all or even nearly all nominees in a category is virtually nil". The same of course goes for these awards so don't be dismayed if you aren't nominated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can imagine, saying that went down like a lead balloon with a few people. But I still believe it's a fair point, and you'll see a couple of yawning gaps in the nominations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'invitation only' policy needs a major revision and must be made far less exclusive if the awards are to maintain what is a lessening legitimacy. In its fifth year, maybe the Sydney Theatre Awards needs to be given over to the industry - not just a small part of the industry, but the industry as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here are my own AWARDS based unashamedly on the Sydney Theatre Awards list. Beware: you'll see awards to shows not even nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOMINATIONS FOR 2009 SYDNEY THEATRE AWARDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST MAINSTAGE PRODUCTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Days (Company B)&lt;br /&gt;A Streetcar Named Desire (Sydney Theatre Company)&lt;br /&gt;The War of the Roses (Sydney Theatre Company and Sydney Festival)&lt;br /&gt;When the Rain Stops Falling (Sydney Theatre Company and Brink Productions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Poppea (Sydney Opera House)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;When the Rain Stops Falling (Sydney Theatre Company and Brink Productions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST INDEPENDENT PRODUCTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the Neck (Bambina Borracha Productions in association with B Sharp)&lt;br /&gt;The Bougainville Photoplay Project (Version 1.0 in association with the Tamarama Rock Surfers) Norm &amp;amp; Ahmed/ Shafana &amp;amp; Aunt Sarrinah (Alex Buzo Company)&lt;br /&gt;The Only Child (The Hayloft Project in association with B Sharp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Missing the Bus to David Jones (Theatre Kantanka &amp;amp; Performance Space)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;The Only Child (The Hayloft Projectin association with B Sharp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST DIRECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Benedict Andrews (The City)&lt;br /&gt;Benedict Andrews (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;Chris Drummond (When the Rain Stops Falling)&lt;br /&gt;Marion Potts (Venus and Adonis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Barrie Kosky (Poppea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Chris Drummond (When the Rain Stops Falling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST ACTRESS IN A LEAD ROLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cate Blanchett (A Streetcar Named Desire)&lt;br /&gt;Cate Blanchett (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;Julie Forsyth (Happy Days)&lt;br /&gt;Pamela Rabe (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Melita Jurisic (Poppea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Julie Forsyth (Happy Days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST ACTOR IN A LEAD ROLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Edgerton (A Streetcar Named Desire)&lt;br /&gt;Darren Gilshenan (Strange Attractor)&lt;br /&gt;Ewen Leslie (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;Ben Winspear (Baghdad Wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darren Gilshenan (Elling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Colin Moody (The City)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST ACTRESS IN A SUPPORTING ROLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazey Best (Strange Attractor)&lt;br /&gt;Anita Hegh (The City)&lt;br /&gt;Kris McQuade (When the Rain Stops Falling)&lt;br /&gt;Kerry Walker (The Man From Mukinupin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Kerry Walker (The Man From Mukinupin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Anita Hegh (The City)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST ACTOR IN A SUPPORTING ROLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth Davies (The Only Child)&lt;br /&gt;John Gaden (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;Yalin Ozucelik (Baghdad Wedding)&lt;br /&gt;Tim Richards (A Streetcar Named Desire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Ewen Leslie (The Promise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Tom Wren (The Only Child)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST NEW AUSTRALIAN WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Beyond the Neck (Tom Holloway)&lt;br /&gt;The Only Child (Simon Stone with Thomas Henning)&lt;br /&gt;Savage River (Steve Rodgers)&lt;br /&gt;When the Rain Stops Falling (Andrew Bovell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Holiday (Raimondo Cortese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;When the Rain Stops Falling (Andrew Bovell)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST NEWCOMER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Cardona (Savage River)&lt;br /&gt;Josh McConville (The Call + Strange Attractor)&lt;br /&gt;Susie Mathers (Mamma Mia!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Travis Cardona (Savage River)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST SET DESIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Robert Cousins (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;Michael Scott Mitchell (Travesties)&lt;br /&gt;Anna Tregloan (Venis and Adonis)&lt;br /&gt;Hossein Valamanesh (When the Rain Stops Falling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claude Marcos (The Only Child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Alice Babidge (Wonderful World of Dissocia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST COSTUME DESIGN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Babidge (War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;Julie Lynch (Travesties)&lt;br /&gt;Bruce McKinven (The Alchemist)&lt;br /&gt;Tess Schofield (The Wonderful World of Dissocia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Tess Schofield (The Wonderful World of Dissocia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Julie Lynch (Travesties)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST LIGHTING DESIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Paul Jackson (Happy Days)&lt;br /&gt;Paul Jackson (The Telltale Heart)&lt;br /&gt;Niklas Pajanti (When the Rain Stops Falling)&lt;br /&gt;Nick Schlieper (The War of the Roses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Niklas Pajanti (When the Rain Stops Falling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention&lt;br /&gt;Teegan Lee (The Only Child)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST SCORE OR SOUND DESIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Paul Charlier (A Streetcar Named Desire)&lt;br /&gt;David Franzke (The Wonderful World of Dissocia)&lt;br /&gt;Alan John (The City)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barrie Kosky (Poppea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST PRODUCTION OF A MUSICAL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenue Q&lt;br /&gt;Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Springer The Opera&lt;br /&gt;Wicked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Chicago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUDITH JOHNSON AWARD FOR BEST PERFORMANCE BY AN ACTRESS IN A MUSICAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lucy Durack (Wicked)&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Harrison (Wicked)&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Millerchip (Chicago)&lt;br /&gt;Caroline O’Connor (Chicago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharon Millerchip(Chicago)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUDITH JOHNSON AWARD FOR BEST PERFORMANCE BY AN ACTOR IN A MUSICAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Damien Bermingham (Chicago)&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell Butel (Avenue Q)&lt;br /&gt;Luke Joslin (Avenue Q)&lt;br /&gt;James Millar (Gutenberg the Musical)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Craig Annis (The Man from Mukinupin)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST CABARET PRODUCTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot and Saucy – Rhonda Burchmore (Civic Cabaret)&lt;br /&gt;Meow to the World: Crisis is Born (Sydney Opera House)&lt;br /&gt;‘Tegrity: Britney Spears in Cabaret – Christie Whelan (Raval)&lt;br /&gt;Tim Draxl - Under the Influence (Supper Club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;Meow to the World: Crisis is Born&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Sydney Opera House)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST PRODUCTION FOR CHILDREN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Gruffalo (Christine Dunstan Productions)&lt;br /&gt;The Nargun and the Stars (Erth and Sydney Festival)&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard of Oz (Windmill and Sydney Theatre Company)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAJ Award&lt;br /&gt;The Nargun and the Stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-8578585716420117348?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/8578585716420117348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-5374865987687304506</id><published>2009-11-11T10:44:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:44:24.850+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, and hello, as always</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the last week of Sydney Arts Journo. I am taking an extended hiatus away from arts journalism and reviewing to take up a position as an Arts Policy Advisor to the State Government. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SvpcZlNYD0I/AAAAAAAABS4/yJG2mDRZ-mI/s1600-h/luggage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402732297539030850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SvpcZlNYD0I/AAAAAAAABS4/yJG2mDRZ-mI/s320/luggage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been nearly five years since I penned my first opinion piece in the &lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/Opinion/To-keep-vibrant-new-theatre-waiting-in-the-wings-is-a-national-tragedy/2005/02/10/1107890344933.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sydney Morning Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to then start a blog, review for &lt;em&gt;The Daily Telegraph&lt;/em&gt;, write for &lt;em&gt;Crikey&lt;/em&gt; and now finish up at the &lt;em&gt;Sun-Herald&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that time the beautiful blogosphere has grown and expanded and Sydney now has an impressive online reviewer landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started out companies, organisations and groups didn't quite know how to take me or this weird thing called 'online opinion'. And I've had my run-ins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now bloggers, online reviewers stand side by side with the mainstream media ... it's nothing short of joyful. And debate continues to grow and opinions broaden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you for clicking, reading, contributing and having your say over the last three years of Sydney Arts Journo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-5374865987687304506?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/5374865987687304506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=5374865987687304506&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/5374865987687304506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/5374865987687304506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-and-hello-as-always.html' title='Goodbye, and hello, as always'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SvpcZlNYD0I/AAAAAAAABS4/yJG2mDRZ-mI/s72-c/luggage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4761234825323313916</id><published>2009-11-06T16:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:32:56.093+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><title type='text'>Review: Josh Thomas In Things That I Have Said Before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josh Thomas in &lt;em&gt;Things That I Have Said Before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy Store, Moore Park&lt;br /&gt;Until 7 November&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $15-22&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9357 1419&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 6/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living most of my life in darkened theatres, I didn’t know who Josh Thomas was when my editor told me to go and review him. He’s the guy from that generation show, my friend said. I still didn’t recognise him, which probably says more about me than him. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SvO00G5J-mI/AAAAAAAABSw/PrUO6onTXqE/s1600-h/jthomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400859185443895906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SvO00G5J-mI/AAAAAAAABSw/PrUO6onTXqE/s320/jthomas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you notice as he shuffles on to the stage is how young he is. And he knows how to joke about it. In fact, the majority of his skit is about how young he looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s the jokes about facial hair, how he looks like an adult baby (or Ellen DeGeneres) and his nervousness around women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all par for the course and it makes girls between the ages of 16 and 22 giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s until he takes the lid off and he lets fly with his more R-rated material – and then suddenly older cackles come from the crowd and the teenagers are left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blending coriander, marzipan and abortion is just the start of it. And he always acts relieved when the dirty jokes get a response. But he’s always got that glint in his eye that gives you the suspicion the he knows he’s funny. And he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4761234825323313916?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4761234825323313916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4761234825323313916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4761234825323313916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4761234825323313916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/11/review-josh-thomas-in-things-that-i.html' title='Review: Josh Thomas In Things That I Have Said Before'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SvO00G5J-mI/AAAAAAAABSw/PrUO6onTXqE/s72-c/jthomas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-7003688575069694069</id><published>2009-10-26T09:38:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:49:09.277+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bell Shakespeare'/><title type='text'>Review: Taming of the Shrew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taming of the Shrew&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Opera House&lt;br /&gt;Until 21 November&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $30-60&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9250 7777&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 4/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing that a production starring some of this country’s finest female stage performers could be so badly conceived. On the page, the idea of having an all-female cast performing in Shakespeare’s &lt;em&gt;Taming of the Shrew&lt;/em&gt;, looks interesting. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTVPea-phI/AAAAAAAABSI/SMQEeCnE4XM/s1600-h/Shrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396672715337672210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTVPea-phI/AAAAAAAABSI/SMQEeCnE4XM/s320/Shrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly has sex appeal. The misogynist Petruchio (Jeanette Cronin) who has been historically played by swaggering Don Juan leads (Kenneth Branagh, Peter O’Toole, Michael Siberry to name a few) tames the wild and disobedient Kate (Lotte St Clair).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may have worked if the women were mocking the male species through caricatures but instead director Marion Potts hurtles head first like a train-wreck into a mock-lesbian world that is confused, predictable and unwittingly sacrifices the beauty of the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting the action in an atypical leagues club Chinese Restaurant doesn’t help. It certainly looks good as the lights go down, with its glitter balls and karaoke machine, but as soon as the characters enter the space in their mixture of '30s, '70s, '80s, '90s and contemporary clothing, you start to feel dizzy, unable to give the setting any context or meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one corner you have Kate’s wealthy father Baptista (Sandy Gore) playing cards and acting like a &lt;em&gt;Sopranos&lt;/em&gt; mafia boss next to her slightly goofy mob. In the other corner you have a Sly Fox Hotel/&lt;em&gt;The L Word&lt;/em&gt; love tryst of the butch Lucentio (Luisa Hastings Edge) and Tranio (Ksenja Logos) wooing their way to Baptista’s beautiful daughter Bianca (Emily Rose Brennan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this all-female &lt;em&gt;Shrew&lt;/em&gt; is full of colour and possibilities but in the end it’s not thought through. The contemporary parallels shift so much that neither the actors nor the audience can focus in on what is actually being said. A perfect example of this is in the final scene when Kate delivers one of the most beautiful Shakespearean passages written for a female character to be then upstaged by Bianca for a cheap laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the performers fulfil their roles as well as they can, although some of the younger performers could learn some stillness from their older colleagues. The stand-out among them is Judy Farr, who steals the show with barely a line to say as the widow and Biondello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell Shakespeare is a unique company in that they tour extensively through the country and caters to both schools and the general public. Creatively this can be a blessing – at other times it can be a burden as production teams try to find "contemporary parallels" to make Shakespeare more palatable. This &lt;em&gt;Shrew&lt;/em&gt; is one of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-7003688575069694069?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/7003688575069694069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=7003688575069694069&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/7003688575069694069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/7003688575069694069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/taming-of-shrew-sydney-opera-house.html' title='Review: Taming of the Shrew'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTVPea-phI/AAAAAAAABSI/SMQEeCnE4XM/s72-c/Shrew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4143633429513057926</id><published>2009-10-26T09:19:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:49:24.849+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Plays'/><title type='text'>Review: The Ruby Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ruby Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Until 14 November&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $23-63&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9929 0644&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character of Ruby Sunrise is as American as apple pie. A Midwest teenager, she dreams of a better world and thinks her new idea of a Tele(from the Greek) vision (from the Latin) will stop wars, educate and bring humanity closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the 1920s, at a time when television science was racing ahead in leaps and bounds, it’s a world away from daytime soaps and episodes of &lt;em&gt;Bridezilla&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ruby’s daughter, Lulu (Catherine McGraffin), gives the idea to writer Tad Rose (Glenn Hazeldine) 30 years later at the height of Joseph McCarthy’s anti-Communist investigations, they think they have a hit on their hands with a story that is an optimistic tale of determination that has a female heroine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But censorship rears its ugly heads and the story gets diluted and changed along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;em&gt;The Ruby Sunrise&lt;/em&gt; to have its full impact, the stakes need to be high and the opening scenes set in the '20s need to have a gravity and realism that will drive the rest of the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this doesn't happen. It would have been a perfect opportunity to explore audiovisual styles but instead, director Sandra Bates has opted for a realist production, where even the make-up and costumes look like they’re straight out of a community theatre wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9kgU8QQtCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9kgU8QQtCQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4143633429513057926?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4143633429513057926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4143633429513057926&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4143633429513057926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4143633429513057926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-ruby-sunrise.html' title='Review: The Ruby Sunrise'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-3764022891425229313</id><published>2009-10-26T09:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:49:40.609+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australian Plays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independent Theatre'/><title type='text'>Review: Silver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silver&lt;br /&gt;Belvoir Street Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Until 25 October&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $10-29&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9699 3444&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 6/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the land of nightmares and dreams, where the imagination of a child could be illusion or reality. &lt;em&gt;Silver&lt;/em&gt;, written and performed by Matthew Whittet, is a first-person account of a journey of a little girl who finds her way miles from home. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTOy55SPxI/AAAAAAAABSA/Qhe4mOm0M6Y/s1600-h/Silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396665627426570002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTOy55SPxI/AAAAAAAABSA/Qhe4mOm0M6Y/s320/Silver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the horror of &lt;em&gt;Blair Witch Project&lt;/em&gt; and the charm of a European fairytale, there’s a great simplicity at work here in this production; but to my mind is over-simplified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theatre is the best place in the world to tell and hear a story but &lt;em&gt;Silver&lt;/em&gt; would be just as riveting if it were read off the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director Ben Winspear has split the already small downstairs space and has Whittet sitting plainly on a chair in front of only about 40 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s some novelty in the fact that Whittet is a charmingly good male performer telling the story of a girl's life but that’s about where it ends. Nick Schlieper does a good job with the lighting to create a mood at the beginning but it isn’t followed through with anything physical to carry that further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If however, you’re up for a good romping tale with no bells or whistles, then this is the ideal production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-3764022891425229313?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/3764022891425229313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=3764022891425229313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3764022891425229313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3764022891425229313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-silver.html' title='Review: Silver'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTOy55SPxI/AAAAAAAABSA/Qhe4mOm0M6Y/s72-c/Silver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-120764296086916819</id><published>2009-10-18T10:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:11:55.752+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Music'/><title type='text'>After all these years it's still Liza with a zing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regal yet humble, the Cabaret star still has energy and talent to enthral her fans, writes Nicholas Pickard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST REVIEW&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTa-0SwiPI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MG-Esrzh_zg/s1600-h/Minnelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396679026220763378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTa-0SwiPI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MG-Esrzh_zg/s320/Minnelli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the eyes and the giggle that do it for you - that innocent glare that Liza Minnelli flashes at you to give you a window into the career of a musical star who has been honing her talent for more than 50 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice has become shaky and the body isn't as agile as it once was but this is Liza - with a Z - and no one in the packed 2000-seat auditorium at the Sydney Opera House was complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she appeared dressed in her white sequins it felt like the roof of the Opera House was about to lift off. Everyone rose to their feet for the star who first came to Australia with her then husband, Peter Allen, 42 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full Review Published &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/entertainment/music/after-all-these-years-its-still-liza-with-a-zing/2009/10/17/1255624772607.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-120764296086916819?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/120764296086916819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=120764296086916819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/120764296086916819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/120764296086916819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-all-these-years-its-still-liza.html' title='After all these years it&apos;s still Liza with a zing'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTa-0SwiPI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MG-Esrzh_zg/s72-c/Minnelli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-8112189636546566336</id><published>2009-10-18T09:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:45:26.404+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opera'/><title type='text'>Review: Peter Grimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter Grimes&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Opera House&lt;br /&gt;Until 30 October&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $68-256&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9250 7777&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 8/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing quite like a lynch mob to get the dramatic pulses racing. As with football, viewers like siding with the under-dog, hoping that the mob gets punished for succumbing to &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTgdTy3QjI/AAAAAAAABSo/NG8TbDNGgbQ/s1600-h/Peter+Grimes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396685047631135282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTgdTy3QjI/AAAAAAAABSo/NG8TbDNGgbQ/s320/Peter+Grimes+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Grimes is a reclusive subsistence fisherman living in an isolated sea port on the English coastline. Different from the rest the community, in a Boo Radley type of way, he is viewed with suspicion when his young apprentice is found dead after a fishing expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing at the height of World War II, the composer Benjamin Britten and his partner, Peter Pears, returned to England from the US with the idea to turn an 1810 poem by George Crabbe into opera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With librettist Montagu Slater, Britten creates a world much like John Steinbeck’s &lt;em&gt;Of Mice And Men&lt;/em&gt; where Grimes is objectified and beaten down like Lennie Small by a ruthless community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director Neil Armfield, along with designers Ralph Myers, Tess Schofield and Damien Cooper, has set the action in a community hall that can quickly turn from a warm hub of social interaction to a place more daunting and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coronial inquest clears Grimes of the incident but the community is distrustful and gossip escalates when he is given another apprentice. His love-interest, Ellen Orford, is one of his only friends but she succumbs to communal gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britten’s &lt;em&gt;Peter Grimes&lt;/em&gt; is a haunting modernist composition that won’t be everyone’s cup of tea and Armfield honours the score’s meditative qualities with simple stagecraft and a lighting design that evokes the horizontal shadows of an Alfred Hitchcock film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not it is just the solitary figure of George Crabbe (played by Peter Carroll), the original author of the poem, who strolls through the hall in between scenes and moves chairs, creating a theatre within a theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart Skelton is born to play the role of Grimes, his tenor voice opening with such beauty and clarity in the opening scene, only to descend into the more chaotic expressionism as the mob chases him from his hut. Susan Gritton, as the simple Ellen Orford is beautiful and Peter Coleman-Wright, as Grimes’s only other friend, Captain Balstrode is grittily perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peter Grimes&lt;/em&gt; is a harsh world that came out of the destruction of a war that tore the world apart. Its programming post-September 11 is inspired and shows that the mob mentality is as prolific as ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-8112189636546566336?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/8112189636546566336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=8112189636546566336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/8112189636546566336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/8112189636546566336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-peter-grimes.html' title='Review: Peter Grimes'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTgdTy3QjI/AAAAAAAABSo/NG8TbDNGgbQ/s72-c/Peter+Grimes+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-3023089533843089570</id><published>2009-10-18T09:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:30:03.474+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australian Plays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Physical Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independent Theatre'/><title type='text'>Review: Missing The Bus To David Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missing The Bus To David Jones&lt;br /&gt;Performance Space, Carriageworks&lt;br /&gt;Until 24 October&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $15-30&lt;br /&gt;Bookings 1300 723 038&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 9/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He who dies with the most toys wins” was last week reported to be one of James Packer’s sayings. For the rest of us, the end of life is a little more than accumulated possessions and will most likely involve a nursing home. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTfN9cAQnI/AAAAAAAABSg/u2mjLO6iINQ/s1600-h/davidjones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396683684420010610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTfN9cAQnI/AAAAAAAABSg/u2mjLO6iINQ/s320/davidjones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These homes might be considered the unlikeliest place to find celebration or solace but in Carlos Gomes’s production, they contain the meaning to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six characters enter an open space with simple furnishings, a television, a cushioned floor and soft music. Dressed in white they strip down and put on elderly clothes and take up residence. It’s just one of many beautiful moments as you witness the proximity of age and your own mortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomes has created an ensemble piece with movement, story-telling and short scenes after the group completed six months of observation and interviews in nursing homes across Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result is one of the most celebratory pieces of theatre you will encounter. From the intricate hand movements of the performers to the sadness and humility of the stories, it will have you laugh and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Donne said death was a slave to fate, chance, kings and desperate men and this production shows why. This is a wonderful show. Take an elderly relative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-3023089533843089570?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/3023089533843089570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=3023089533843089570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3023089533843089570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3023089533843089570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-missing-bus-to-david-jones.html' title='Review: Missing The Bus To David Jones'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTfN9cAQnI/AAAAAAAABSg/u2mjLO6iINQ/s72-c/davidjones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-3121619514184893025</id><published>2009-10-18T09:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:22:03.722+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australian Plays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independent Theatre'/><title type='text'>Review: The Bougainville Photoplay Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bougainville Photoplay Project&lt;br /&gt;Old Fitzroy Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Until 31 October&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $21-35&lt;br /&gt;Bookings 1300 438 849&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 7/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you realise while listening to Dr Paul Dwyer is how little many Australians know about the small island of Bougainville, its history or its people. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTdLc1nGAI/AAAAAAAABSY/UXTAkivbNts/s1600-h/bouganville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396681442286049282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTdLc1nGAI/AAAAAAAABSY/UXTAkivbNts/s320/bouganville.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the aid of slides, projections, videos and personal anecdotes, Dwyer takes us through his journey on the island in 2002 while researching restorative justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explains that on the eve of his journey, he suddenly realises he’s following in the footsteps of his father, who worked on the island as an orthopaedic surgeon in the 1960s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a beautifully personal way to explain a place that, despite a beautiful landscape has been beset with a violent history – with questions even about the culpability of our own nation’s leaders: Bob Hawke, Paul Keating and Gareth Evans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwyer paints a picture of an island that has changed a lot since his father first arrived. But what is most touching is the way the character of these people has survived, with a genuine desire for reconciliation after 10 years of war, pollution and poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by David Williams and with video design by Sean Bacon, this is a production of simple and earnest story-telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-3121619514184893025?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/3121619514184893025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=3121619514184893025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3121619514184893025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3121619514184893025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-bougainville-photoplay-project.html' title='Review: The Bougainville Photoplay Project'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SuTdLc1nGAI/AAAAAAAABSY/UXTAkivbNts/s72-c/bouganville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-3602248024204816739</id><published>2009-10-14T11:22:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:29:32.519+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company B'/><title type='text'>Just quietly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucked away on page 10 of Saturday's &lt;em&gt;Spectrum&lt;/em&gt; was an interview with set designer Ralph Myers by Bryce Hallett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was reading it, I thought to myself; when was the last time the &lt;em&gt;Herald&lt;/em&gt; published an article about a theatre set designer? You'd have to go pretty far back in the archives to find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it dawned on me - a very well placed article indeed. I smell a Company B succession in the wind. What are the odds now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-3602248024204816739?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/3602248024204816739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=3602248024204816739&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3602248024204816739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/3602248024204816739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-quietly.html' title='Just quietly...'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-5303723260093949373</id><published>2009-10-01T09:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:04:57.122+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bell Shakespeare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney Theatre Company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Creative roles for women hard to find in Australian theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summary article as published in &lt;a href="http://www.crikey.com.au/2009/10/01/creative-roles-for-women-hard-to-find-in-australian-theatre/"&gt;Crikey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crikey’s&lt;/em&gt; anonymous tipster who last week expressed dismay at the lack of women programmed in Sydney’s Company B theatre season for 2010 was certainly not alone. A wave of dissent &lt;a href="http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-are-women.html"&gt;in the blogosphere&lt;/a&gt; has descended on the theatre, in what one commentator has called a &lt;a href="http://augustasupple.com/?p=589#comment-48"&gt;“public relations disaster”&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it reached page three of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/entertainment/arts/belvoir-no-boys-club/2009/09/29/1253989912789.html"&gt;Sydney Morning Herald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with Neil Armfield having to defend his final season launch as artistic director saying, ”When it comes down to planning each season, you just have to go with the best ideas, the best projects that are out there. I had interviews with half a dozen women directors, and we actually offered three women gigs for next year, and only one of them was taken up …”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s not just Company B that’s on notice — it’s the entire performing arts industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/news/entertainment/arts/womens-theatre-group-slams-mtc-as-a-boys-club/2009/09/29/1253989911973.html"&gt;The Age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the Melbourne Theatre Company was also questioned about its gender balance yesterday. The MTC’s response was a little bit more extraordinary saying it was not the MTC’s responsibility to provide gender equality when it was a problem for the whole theatrical industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”It is unreasonable to expect one level of the industry to compensate for the shortcomings of another,” MTC chairman Derek Young told &lt;em&gt;The Age’s&lt;/em&gt; Robin Usher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hardly surprising that this issue has blown up in the face of some of the country’s leading arts companies and all it took was a couple of young female bloggers in Sydney to bring it to the attention of the major metropolitan news outlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young director, &lt;a href="http://www.joannaerskine.com/cluster/?p=368"&gt;Joanna Erskine&lt;/a&gt; gave her opinion saying “… I struggle to understand how such a prominent and successful and LOVED company such as Company B Belvoir, has openly produced such a female-less season. I don’t mean actors, I mean females in integral creative roles — as playwright and director.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a blog run by &lt;a href="http://sevenon.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-going-on-here.html"&gt;seven writers based in Sydney &lt;/a&gt;(and mostly women) opined that “… in nearly every instance female students greatly outnumber men. So what happens to them? At what point in the process are they being passed over? Do they give up when the going gets tough? Are they perhaps less committed than their male counterparts? Or do they side-step more readily into admin and support roles?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the anonymous rant on &lt;em&gt;Crikey&lt;/em&gt; that said: “Even hardened members of the theatre community well used to the boys’ club of the Sydney theatre scene were taken aback at the launch of the much anticipated swansong from outgoing artistic director Neil Armfield at Belvoir on Monday night.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another young director in Sydney, August Supple put the issue plainly by pointing that, “If you look at Belvoir as a place of equality —  let’s look a little further,” and pointed readers to the &lt;a href="http://www.belvoir.com.au/800_contact_us.php"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt; section of their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Supple shows, the “creatives” in the company are all men and the women are all in positions of education, promotion and admin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at theatre company websites throughout the country the story is the same with a few exceptions (most notably in Western Australia where the artistic directors for Black Swan and Perth Theatre Company are both women).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accusations of a “boys’ club” are extreme, but when you have the MTC saying that it is “unreasonable” for them to employ more women because that’s what everyone else is doing you start to feel like you’re in a time warp. And now heads are turning towards the film, television and music industries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arts need to address the problem head on and look at why women aren’t pursuing creative careers within the industry because the new found citizen journalists are starting to notice not much has changed in nearly thirty years. And for an industry that should know better, excuses are starting to run dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-5303723260093949373?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/5303723260093949373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=5303723260093949373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/5303723260093949373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/5303723260093949373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/10/creative-roles-for-women-hard-to-find.html' title='Creative roles for women hard to find in Australian theatre'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4932261892662521228</id><published>2009-09-29T08:42:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:57:29.209+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Save the Hopetoun Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered this last night. This is a real blow for Sydney - especially at a time when we are trying to promote new music, live venues and small bars. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SsE835j8iyI/AAAAAAAABR4/3sXTnKQs7QI/s1600-h/n142845142317_3814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386653560353884962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SsE835j8iyI/AAAAAAAABR4/3sXTnKQs7QI/s320/n142845142317_3814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, I have cut and paste information from the Facebook group which you can join &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=142845142317&amp;amp;ref=nf#/group.php?gid=142845142317"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS JUST IN:&lt;br /&gt;Update from Sydney City &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The City understands that NSW Police, not Council, recently issued a $3000 penalty infringement notice to the Hopetoun for failure to provide adequate security personnel in accordance with their development consent. This is a requirement of the Office of Liquor Gaming and Racing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The decision to close the Hopetoun appears to have been made by hotel management. The City has not issued any order for the premises to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The City has been working cooperatively with the licensee of the Hopetoun for the past few months to allow them to keep trading while maintaining public safety , and will continue to work with the licensee to resolve safety issues concerning CCTV security and structural deficiencies."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So the Hopetoun Hotel has closed until further notice which is terrible for the Sydney and Australian independent music scene. Putting it simply, we need to save the Hopetoun Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past it has played host to almost all great Australian bands including Dappled Cities, Youth Group, Pivot, Eddy Current Suppression Ring, Decoder Ring, Bluejuice, Kes Band, Crayon Fields, Jack Ladder, Charge Group, Grey Daturas, Fabulous Diamonds, Spod, The Laurels, Tucker B's, Des Miller, Seekae, Ghosts of Television, Sui Zhen, Clue to Kalo, Ned Collette, The Lucksmiths, Darren Hanlon, The John Steel Singers, Beaches and so so many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, great international musicians such as Beach House, Jens Lekman, Feist, Xiu Xiu, Jeremy Jay, Bachelorette, Malcolm Middleton, Jeffrey Lewis, The Tallest Man on Earth, Smog, David Kilgour, The Ruby Suns, The Brunettes, The Bats, Jason Molina, Spoon, Okkervil River, M. Ward and Robert Schneider have all played there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let Sydney lose a major cultural institution. Save The Hopetoun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice facebook brainstorm for some realistic ways that people can save the Hopetoun would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;As this group is already showing, there is an immense amount of love for the Hopetoun from all over Sydney and beyond. Let's try to channel it into something practical and effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as we know, the reasons for closure are the follow:&lt;br /&gt;- Money&lt;br /&gt;- Years of having no security at a licensed venue&lt;br /&gt;- Cost of repairs to the building&lt;br /&gt;- Not being able to sell the building&lt;br /&gt;- Money&lt;br /&gt;- Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Shit sez:&lt;br /&gt;- council requires 2 licensed security guards when the bands are playing (security guards were there for the first time on weekend)&lt;br /&gt;- Ongoing issues with noise&lt;br /&gt;- Facilitate disabled&lt;br /&gt;- Sprinklers (fire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWITTER US: @savethehoey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An email courtesy of Tim Appleby:&lt;br /&gt;Send to cmoore@cityofsydney.nsw.gov.au and council@cityofsydney.nsw.gov.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been brought to our attention that the beloved Hopetoun Hotel on the corner of Bourke and Fitzroy Sts in Surry Hills has been closed until further notice. A terribly disappointing fact considering the Council's seemingly strong commitment to the arts and local music community. I ask that you provide the community at large with a detailed analysis of the situation including a list of what needs to be done to rectify any current problems. I understand the venue has been operating outside of normal venue restrictions however I know the community would be more than happy to assist in its compliance. In saying that, the venue has operated similarly for decades without any major problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any assistance you can provide would be greatly appreciated. The City of Sydney's music scene would suffer a great loss without this legendary venue.&lt;br /&gt;Kind Regards&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4932261892662521228?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4932261892662521228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4932261892662521228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4932261892662521228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4932261892662521228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/save-hopetoun-hotel.html' title='Save the Hopetoun Hotel'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SsE835j8iyI/AAAAAAAABR4/3sXTnKQs7QI/s72-c/n142845142317_3814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-1394098609796607256</id><published>2009-09-23T14:09:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:40:53.141+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Where are the women?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping to ignore this issue until the weekend when I've got more time to write a more in depth piece about Company B's new programme - but that's no longer possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of disquiet about the lack of women in the programme they announced on Monday and murmurs have now turned into quite large rants. Some anonymous. Others not. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/Srmz3m2vCKI/AAAAAAAABRw/QcBAkPEl5wo/s1600-h/20090412215036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 296px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384532597402437794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/Srmz3m2vCKI/AAAAAAAABRw/QcBAkPEl5wo/s320/20090412215036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same response happened last year and even this website was guilty of looking at the issue too simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are pointing their finger at Company B which I think is extremely problematic and ignores an issue that is systemic and industry-wide. But continually I ask myself as I travel around and see shows throughout the professional and independent sector; Where are the women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the women directors? Where are the women writers? Where are the women designers? Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one exception to this rule is down the road at Performance Space, now based at Carriageworks... but we all know that the text-based industry doesn't venture that far unless they're visiting Playwriting Australia's headquarters (and vice versa to be fair... but that's another story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the story is different elsewhere and I still can't quite put my finger on the reasons behind the complete absence of women within the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna Erskine has given her opinion &lt;a href="http://www.joannaerskine.com/cluster/?p=368"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; saying "... I struggle to understand how such a prominent and successful and LOVED company such as Company B Belvoir, has openly produced such a female-less season. I don’t mean actors, I mean females in integral creative roles - as playwright and director."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gus Supple has had a say &lt;a href="http://sevenon.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-going-on-here.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; asking some timely questions;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...in nearly every instance female students greatly outnumber men. So what happens to them? At what point in the process are they being passed over? Do they give up when the going gets tough? Are they perhaps less committed than their male counterparts? Or do they side-step more readily into admin and support roles?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was this anonymous rant on Crikey today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even hardened members of the theatre community well used to the boys’ club of the Sydney theatre scene were taken aback at the launch of the much anticipated swansong from outgoing artistic director Neil Armfield at Belvoir on Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As production after production was announced and their creators called to join Neil on stage, the row of young male lookalike writers and directors fawning over Belvoir’s incumbent grew. It is hard to know who was more embarrassed -- the single token female Lee Lewis sitting resplendent in white among the sea of black-clad masculinity, or the audience, immediately and significantly more aware of the company's gender problem than, it seems, any of those at Company B who put the 2010 season together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the majority of those on stage also served on the company’s programming committee only reinforced the accurate image that Belvoir is a closed male shop -- a more sterling example of jobs for the boys is hard to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armfield's late elegy to the list of all female managers who have done his paperwork over the years was in stark and telling relief to the male visions they have been charged to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hale Sydney theatre in the 21st Century! Next up, Sydney Theatre Company's launch on Friday. Will Blanchett and Upton serve the sisterhood any better? They sure as hell couldn't do worse than the disgraceful team of patriarchs at Company B.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As harsh as that comment is, what we can assume is this is now an issue that won't go away and is something not just Company B needs to look at. And by that I don't mean the industry should suddenly turn around and start programming more women but they need to look at a serious campaign, whether its mentoring or financial, to keep women in the game past their early twenties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kit Brookman gives a great summary of the Sydney-wide problem on Gus's post;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The last female director to work at Company B upstairs was Rachel McDonald, who directed 'The Pianist,' which was a co-presentation with Sydney Festival 2009. The production opened on 16 Jan 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prior to this, the last female director to work at Company B upstairs was Marion Potts in 2006 with her production of 'The Goat, or Who is Sylvia,' although this production was a buy-in from STCSA, and not originally produced by Company B.&lt;br /&gt;The last female director to work on a Company B production was Kate Gaul, five years ago, for her 2004 production of 'Our Lady of Sligo.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Female writers are slightly better represented, with 5 productions in 2004-2009, not including playreadings. Perhaps encouragingly, all 5 of these writers are Australian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While the 2009 B-Sharp season, as noted above, has a distinct lack of female writers or directors, women have been better represented in past seasons, for example the 2008 season (10 productions) had 4 female writers and 5 female directors.&lt;br /&gt;Griffin's 2009 season has 2 female writers in a 5-play season, and 1 female director. Of its current resident playwrights, 2 of the 3 are female. In the Griffin Independent season, a discussion of Australian playwrights of either gender is defunct since the plays are exclusively by international writers. 4 of the 7 productions are directed by women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sydney Theatre Company's mainstage 2009 season (as first announced) has 4 female directors and 3 female writers in a season of 12 productions. Their Next Stage season has 1 female director and 1 female writer (working on a creative development).&lt;br /&gt;The Ensemble Theatre Company in a season of 11 plays has 2 female writers and will employ 3 female directors over 5 productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Tamarama Rock Surfers’ 2009 season at the Old Fitzroy has 2 female writers (and 1 female co-deviser) and 3 female directors in a season of 11 plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And finally, on a brief national note, of the artistic directors of what might be, say, the 10 of the largest theatre companies in Australia (STC, MTC, QTC, STCSA, Black Swan, Malthouse, Company B, Griffin, Windmill, The Ensemble), 3½ are women (the ½ coming from STC where Cate Blanchett and Andrew Upton are co-artistic directors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of the companies that have associate director or associate artist positions (to my knowledge MTC, STC, Belvoir, QTC, STCSA, Griffin, Black Swan, the Ensemble) only Griffin has a woman in this role."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last sentence is one of the most telling ... (I think Bell Shakespeare is another exception). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know, from someone that sees a lot of theatre, that there's a big drop off from female theatre makers who emerge from drama school and university to positions of importance and influence in the 30-50 year old age bracket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a solution or an answer to the problem but it's there and it needs to be rectified. The debate has started, so lets keep it going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-1394098609796607256?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/1394098609796607256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=1394098609796607256&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/1394098609796607256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/1394098609796607256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-are-women.html' title='Where are the women?'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/Srmz3m2vCKI/AAAAAAAABRw/QcBAkPEl5wo/s72-c/20090412215036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-6279526590919542173</id><published>2009-09-22T13:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:00:33.161+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independent Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>The Wonderful New Era of Theatre Trailers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this new practice by theatre companies in Sydney to make trailers to help promote their shows. It was something that first emerged in the UK and the North American fringe but gradually the practice has filtered through other places around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some cases the trailer is better than the show - which can be slightly problematic for producers - but most of the time, an innovative theatre trailer often represents an innovative creative team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pick of some of the best that have emerged in Sydney in recent times. And if there are any more you have come across send them my way and I'll post them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Duel - Sydney Theatre Company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQ2DvpLRDOo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQ2DvpLRDOo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;References to Salvador Dali Make Me Hot - Griffin Independent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhX8-T626-c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhX8-T626-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St Nicholas - Bondi Pavilion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r9v3MuV0ihU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r9v3MuV0ihU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wicked - Capitol Theatre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qf6wMePtcHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qf6wMePtcHQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-6279526590919542173?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/6279526590919542173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=6279526590919542173&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/6279526590919542173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/6279526590919542173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/wonderful-new-era-of-theatre-trailers.html' title='The Wonderful New Era of Theatre Trailers'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-8564269393225185871</id><published>2009-09-18T14:35:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:47:36.011+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Censorship'/><title type='text'>The Henson Case Makes PM's Shortlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Marr's excellent little paper back The Henson Case was today shortlisted on the Prime Minister's Literary Awards. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SrMQ2avVQRI/AAAAAAAABRo/rW_6LQyI7wc/s1600-h/marr-henson-case.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382664506714702098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SrMQ2avVQRI/AAAAAAAABRo/rW_6LQyI7wc/s320/marr-henson-case.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an extraordinary thing because if Kevin Rudd hadn't blurted out his presumptious little comment about Bill Henson's art works on morning television, there probably wouldn't have been such a storm in a tea-cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there probably wouldn't be a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I find them absolutely revolting," Rudd said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen months later he's short-listed a book with a artistic photo of a young girl on the cover. Maybe Kevin 07 has come around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an almost off-handish way, Arts Minister Garrett says in a media release distributed today that "the 2009 Non-Fiction shortlist is a wide selection of works that cover biographies of key Australian figures, put Australian history under the microscope, and tackle Indigenous and contemporary issues.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A contemporary issue. That's certainly one way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to what felt like 1971...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-are-we-again.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marr's book is nominated alongside Van Diemen's Land, James Boyce; Doing Life: A Biography of Elizabeth Jolley, Brian Dibble; Gough Whitlam: A Moment in History, Jenny Hocking; The Tall Man: Death and Life on Palm Island, Chloe Hooper; House of Exile: The Life and Times of Heinrich Mann and Nelly Kroeger-Mann, Evelyn Juers; Drawing the Global Colour Line, Marilyn Lake and Henry Reynolds; and American Journeys, Don Watson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-8564269393225185871?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/8564269393225185871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=8564269393225185871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/8564269393225185871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/8564269393225185871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/henson-case-makes-pms-shortlist.html' title='The Henson Case Makes PM&apos;s Shortlist'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjs3xup4_vQ/SrMQ2avVQRI/AAAAAAAABRo/rW_6LQyI7wc/s72-c/marr-henson-case.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-1061684483191007487</id><published>2009-09-14T13:34:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:50:09.953+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney Theatre Company'/><title type='text'>Back In The Spotlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As published in the Sun Herald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an interesting situation to interview an actor not long after who you’ve given them a ho-hum review. The review was for the Bell Shakespeare's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pericles&lt;/span&gt;. The actor was Marcus Graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham's eyes light up when he's introduced to me and he gives me a genuine smile as we sit on the balcony of the Sydney Theatre Company's headquarters, where he is rehearsing their latest production, Yasmina Reza’s &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God of Carnage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is frank. “That weekend we opened [&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pericles&lt;/span&gt;] there were some scathing reviews in Sydney. I’ve never been so beaten up in my life – but on the Monday after those reviews came out we sold $30,000 worth of tickets. Over 600 tickets in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are people listening to reviewers?” he asks rhetorically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It put a wind back in my sails because you’ve got to get back up every night and do it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tale gives some insight into a tenacious actor who has survived 20 years of working inf ilm, television and theatre and has only just returned to live in Sydney after coming out of a "very dark period". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t elaborate on what the darkness was but it was enough to make him spend the last couple of years away from it all in the Blue Mountains, returning only six months ago to set up again in Kings Cross.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has returned with a vengeance and seems be enjoying his new-found fame with interesting roles on both stage and screen that included appearing in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Underbelly&lt;/span&gt;, the film &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Three Blind Mice&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pericles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I used to live in the Cross years ago and it’s very social and very interesting. And because I did &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Underbelly&lt;/span&gt; people come up to me and say: ‘I did time with the guy you played’. From a human standpoint, it’s great.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest production re-unites him with director Gale Edwards in the newest hit from French playwright Reza, a play that has had different productions in Brisbane, Melbourne and now Sydney just in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s like the world’s favourite play at the moment … it’s such a wonderful representation of life as we know it … the ruthless nature of business, of humanity,” he explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham plays a corporate lawyer who works with a drug manufacturer that has put out a product that, while making millions of dollars for the company, is also making a lot of people sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s also the father of a boy who has had a fight with another young kid in the playground of the local school. The fight brings together two sets of parents from different socio-economic backgrounds to try to sort out the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a lot about responsibility,” he explains. “Who’s to blame, who hit who and who will take responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It then gets into semantics. Instead of he hit my son with a stick you say he hit my son, furnished with a stick. Because that’s what we’ve become [with] the fear of litigation. The protection we need to give ourselves because we might be f--ked over by someone else is paramount.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play becomes a comedy of errors as the two sets of parents (played by Graham, Sacha Horler, Russell Dystra and Helen Thomson) become more and more childish as the night wears on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of Carnage premiered in 2006 and has already had hit seasons on Broadway and the West End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s beautifully constructed and beautifully written – it’s such a joy to work on something that’s so wonderfully written,” he says. “There’s something really simple about theatre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You rehearse a show, put it on, people pay fifty bucks at the door - whatever – sit down, you tell them a story and that’s it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s something really uncomplicated and honourable about that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;God of Carnage &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;opens on the 8 October and runs until 14 November at the Drama Theatre, Sydney Opera House. Tickets: $30 - $85. Bookings 02 9250 1777  or sydneytheatre.com.au.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-1061684483191007487?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/1061684483191007487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=1061684483191007487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/1061684483191007487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/1061684483191007487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-spotlight.html' title='Back In The Spotlight'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4446114120339981880</id><published>2009-09-14T13:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:33:22.018+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Plays'/><title type='text'>Review: Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As published in yesterday's Sun Herald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wicked&lt;br /&gt;Capitol Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Until 22 November&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $95.90-129.90&lt;br /&gt;Bookings 1300 723 038&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Believe or not, there was life in the Land of Oz before Dorothy and Toto crash-landed, uninvited, and squashed the poor Wicked Witch of the East, stealing her lovely red shoes and running off down the yellow brick road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;, a prequel to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/span&gt;, we return to the college days of room-mates Elphaba (Amanda Harrison) and Glinda (Lucy Durack).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elphaba, born with a green colour disfigurement, has been shunned her whole life by her cruel father, the Governor of Munchkinland, in favour of her wheel-chair bound sister Nessarose (Penny McNamee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glinda, on the other hand, in her perky little way, can’t seem to put a foot wrong and trots around the campus gaining a reputation for being just "so good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rosencrantz and Guildernstern are Dead&lt;/span&gt; - the play that turned Shakespeare’s Hamlet on its head by spinning around the perspective of the main characters - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt; by Stephen Schwartz and Winnie Holzman, makes Dorothy and Toto a mere side story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real drama is how Glinda and Elphaba turned into the Good Witch and the Wicked Witch of the West in a world that’s part &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; part &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Witches of Eastwick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a beautifully tragic take on the old story with finely realised female leads that could explain &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wicked’s&lt;/span&gt; mass appeal to young women around the world. Indeed, it is a musical strongest for the storyline and the stunning story-book imagery created by the fantastic set design, rather than the music, which only rarely gets beyond the appeal of a television score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durack is delightfully hilarious as she flutters around the stage, delivering one-liners like spells from a wand. But Harrison, like a lot of the ensemble, seemed to be keeping something in reserve, holding back on the big numbers for what could be an extensive Sydney season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durack and Harrison are supported by a solid ensemble of principles including the excellent James Smith, the wonderfully smoky Maggie Kirkpatrick and Bert Newtown as the Wizard who is only a cigar short of being the image of Winston Churchill. Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*The Sun-Herald reviewed a preview performance of this Sydney season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4446114120339981880?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4446114120339981880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4446114120339981880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4446114120339981880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4446114120339981880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/review-wicked.html' title='Review: Wicked'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4929713118861497214</id><published>2009-09-14T13:15:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:34:17.080+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independent Theatre'/><title type='text'>Review: One long night in the land of Nod</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As published in the Sun Herald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One long night in the land of Nod&lt;br /&gt;Old Fitzroy Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Until 3 October&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $17-35&lt;br /&gt;Bookings 1300 438 849&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fly screen door slams shut on the back room of an old fibro shack in the middle of a drought-ridden farm. Aaron (Patrick Graham) sits in a half-light, drinking beer and holding a rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother Kane (Chris Pitman) arrives in the middle of the night with news that his parents aren’t doing to well and Aaron is badly affected by the isolation of the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Cain and Abel, the two are set against each other with jealousy, rivalry and desperation on a land beset by bad harvests. It’s a bleak outback Australia that may as well be the world of Genesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This production, directed by Iain Sinclair, pitches together two exceptional actors who are always a joy to watch. Graham is eerily unpredictable as Aaron and Pitman creates a Kane not unlike Atlas, with the weight of the world on his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One long night in the land of Nod&lt;/span&gt; is the best new piece of Australian writing to hit Sydney’s independent stages all year.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Plywright Duncan Graham (who had another success with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ollie and the Minotaur&lt;/span&gt; earlier this year) has an ear for dialogue that transcends gender, space and time as he creates a mood that is hypnotic right up until the play’s haunting end. A must-see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4929713118861497214?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4929713118861497214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4929713118861497214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4929713118861497214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4929713118861497214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/review-one-long-night-in-land-of-nod.html' title='Review: One long night in the land of Nod'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-933664431997413831</id><published>2009-09-08T11:43:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:48:25.591+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney Theatre Company'/><title type='text'>Review: A Streetcar Named Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filed my review for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Streetcar Named Desire&lt;/span&gt; on the night of the premiere live from the foyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was published on the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sydney Morning Herald&lt;/span&gt; website and can be found &lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/entertainment/arts/streetcar-a-beautifully-finessed-creation/2009/09/06/1252001294322.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something to be said for filing for immediate publication. Maybe with our new media capabilities, it might be long-lost theatre reviewing practice that could get resurrected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-933664431997413831?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/933664431997413831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=933664431997413831&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/933664431997413831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/933664431997413831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/review-streetcar-named-desire.html' title='Review: A Streetcar Named Desire'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4243712671296479358</id><published>2009-09-08T11:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:43:37.751+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company B'/><title type='text'>Review: Gethsemane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Published in the Sun Herald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gethsemane&lt;br /&gt;Belvoir Street Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Until 18 October&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $34-56&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9699 3444&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 6/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whether it’s John Della Bosca, Milton Orkopulous or Matt Brown, political affairs in NSW make this British play about power, politics, party donors, sex and drug scandals all a bit polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a major problem for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gethsemane&lt;/span&gt;, a new play from British playwright David Hare that rails against another failing government - Britain’s New Labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Hare stated the play was ‘pure fiction’ when it premiered in London last year, it clearly targets Prime Minister Tony Blair and vilifies his government for Iraq, Afghanistan and everything else that’s wrong with the world and British society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title refers to the night of the Last Supper when Jesus is tempted to not carry through with the responsibility he has been given by God. It’s a moral quandary as Hare asks: how far have our governments, elected representatives and society strayed from our own responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime Minister Alec Beasley (Rhys Muldoon) is running a government sliding down the polls. But he seems to be more occupied raising funds for the party with bovver boy Otto Fallon (Hugh Keays- Byrne) and his spooky sidekick (Charlie Garber) than looking after his increasingly dysfunctional country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Beasley’s Home Secretary, Meredith Guest (Sarah Peirse), is trying to contain a potentially explosive situation involving her teenage daughter Suzette (Emily Barclay), a tabloid journalist (Dan Wyllie), drugs and a sex scandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the help of her advisor (Paula Arundell) and Suzette’s old teacher-turned busker (Claire Jones), Guest attempts to contain the situation, stay in politics and save her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new production directed by Neil Armfield at first appears quite timely, but the depth to Hare’s characters (along with some far-fetched notions around the influence of Suzette’s teacher in a scene with Fallon) makes it fall short of the real-life melodrama we already have going on around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a set by Brian Thomsen that looks strikingly similar to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Zinc Bed&lt;/span&gt; - another Hare play he designed for Armfield - the performers are all faultless. Peirse has that British neurotic quality of a minister battling to be a mother and Garber brings a Transylvanian quality that injects some life into a play that is intelligent but not as witty as it first appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a tone that rarely gets above a royal family Christmas message it’s all too genteel and pales in comparison with the bearpit of the NSW parliament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4243712671296479358?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4243712671296479358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4243712671296479358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4243712671296479358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4243712671296479358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/review-gethsemane.html' title='Review: Gethsemane'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-4552451050106430746</id><published>2009-09-08T11:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:34:45.457+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><title type='text'>Review: Fire - A Retrospective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Published in the Sun Herald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fire: A Retrospective&lt;br /&gt;Drama Theatre, Sydney Opera House&lt;br /&gt;Until 29 September&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $55-65&lt;br /&gt;Bookings (02) 9250 7777&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This retrospective of Bangarra Dance Theatre’s 20-year-history feels as much like a family celebration as it does a reflection on one of this country’s finest contemporary arts groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Bangarra's humble beginnings, this production opens with a cocoon, suspended in the air, from which a solitary dancer emerges head first and drops to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Stephen Page as choreographer and Frances Ring and Bernadette Walong-Sene as co-choreographers, the three have brought together a showcase of the company’s prolific work over the decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most moving about their work is the way it blends the traditional and sacred so tightly with contemporary styles and themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it’s the beautiful &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blankets from Rations&lt;/span&gt; (2002), &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ochres&lt;/span&gt; (1995) or the traditional Torres Strait dances towards the end of the showcase, Bangarra has a timeless quality that is made evident by the continuing power of their works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also moments of great sadness as the company pays tribute to Page’s brother Russell who passed away in 2002 with an earth dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some problems when the multimedia elements of sound and visuals dominate the work on the stage, but with costumes by Jennifer Irwin, set design by Peter England and a brilliant sound design by David Page and Steve Francis, the production maintains its energy and honours the work of this most important Australian dance company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-4552451050106430746?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/4552451050106430746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=4552451050106430746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4552451050106430746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/4552451050106430746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/review-fire-retrospective.html' title='Review: Fire - A Retrospective'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-205639897866782998</id><published>2009-09-08T11:24:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:30:43.325+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><title type='text'>Review: This Kind of Ruckus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Published in the Sun-Herald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This Kind of Ruckus&lt;br /&gt;Performance Space at CarriageWorks&lt;br /&gt;Until 12 September&lt;br /&gt;Tickets $15-30&lt;br /&gt;Bookings 1300 723 038&lt;br /&gt;Critic’s Rating 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whether it's Rugby League players in bouts of group sex, violence broadcast on plasma screens in bars across the city or a group of teenagers fighting in the street, there’s something disturbing about the circle of violence within our community and the way they all relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theatre company Version 1.0’s most recent shows exposed various Howard Government stains using primary sources as material: the Australian Wheat Board inquiry, weapons of mass destruction and Guantanamo Bay to name just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they turn their hand to the issue of violence within our society. Performers Danielle Antaki, Arky Michael, Jane Phegan, Kym Vercoe and David Williams open the production playing caricatures of cheerleaders and make the Rugby League industry a clear target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their unique didactic style that uses multimedia (Sean Bacon and Gail Priest) with physical movement, the group have created a show full of striking imagery that creates a link between the reasons, excuses and consequences of violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[But the drama floats off and tries to incorporate other elements of social violence when the production may have been better served with a direct attack on the football code and the responsibility it bares.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This Kind of Ruckus&lt;/span&gt; may not be as powerful as their previous work, but it still carries an important message that reminds us that violence affects us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-205639897866782998?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/205639897866782998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=205639897866782998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/205639897866782998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/205639897866782998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/09/review-this-kind-of-ruckus.html' title='Review: This Kind of Ruckus'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866502760928121877.post-476926947200598043</id><published>2009-08-31T10:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:35:32.958+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts awards'/><title type='text'>The Full List of Awgie Award Winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you missed the announcement... And what anamazing collection of winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWGIE Award winners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childrens Television - C Classification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ the DJ – Si’s Slide by John Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childrens Television - P Classification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zigby  Zigby and the Mango by Suzie Wicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Childrens Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tragical Life of Cheeseboy – by Finegan Kruckemeyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theatre for Young Audiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenderness – Slut by Patricia Cornelius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Community and Youth Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watermark by Alana Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Rain Stops Falling by Andrew Bovell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interactive Media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIND815 by Anthony Mullins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radio- Original Broadcast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s Something about Eels… by Noëlle Janaczewska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio - Adaptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora Calling: The Results of a Joint Observation by Catherine Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Documentary - Public Broadcast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Australians- Episode 1 by Louis Nowra and Rachel Perkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Documentary - Corporate Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not My Sister by Scott Xavier Higgins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Short Film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champions by Anita Beckman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comedy - Sketch or Light Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News Week 2:07 - The 2008 Jet - Sparrow Awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian Simmons, Dave Bloustien, Bruce Griffiths, Simon Dodd, Warwick Holt, and Paul Livingston with Mat Blackwell, Patrick Cook and Celia Pacquola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comedy - Situation or Narrative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review with Myles Barlow – Episode 3 by Phil Lloyd with Trent O’Donnell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Television - Serial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home and Away - Episode 4649 by Sean Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Television - Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush – Episode 4 by John O’Brien and Christopher Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Telemovie (Original)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved by Belinda Chayko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Television Mini Series - Original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Circuit – Series 2 by Kelly Lefever, Dot West, Mitch Torres and Wayne Blair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature Film Screenplay - Adaptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed by Andrew Bovell, Melissa Reeves, Patricia Cornelius, Christos Tsiolkas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feature Film Screenplay (Original)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson and Delilah by Warwick Thornton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Major AWGIE Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson and Delilah by Warwick Thornton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Special Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monte Miller Award – Long Form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box by James Greville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monte Miller Award – Short Form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken by Mitchell Forrester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard Lane Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognising Outstanding Service and Dedication to the Australian Writers’ Guild- Jack Brislee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hector Crawford Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Significant Contribution to the Craft via a Body of Script Editing Work- May-Brit Akerholt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard Wherrett Prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenderness – Slut by Patricia Cornelius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOXTEL Fellowship for Excellence in Television Writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kit Denton Fellowship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Back Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Hinde Award for Science Fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne Armstrong and S.P Krause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866502760928121877-476926947200598043?l=artsjournalist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/feeds/476926947200598043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=866502760928121877&amp;postID=476926947200598043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/476926947200598043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866502760928121877/posts/default/476926947200598043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artsjournalist.blogspot.com/2009/08/full-list-of-awgie-award-winners.html' title='The Full List of Awgie Award Winners'/><author><name>sydney arts journo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06765213293334506905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00622370836240978706'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>