"Joe Penhall belongs to the new wave of dramatists that has flooded British theatre with exciting work in recent years . . . I have a hunch that his might prove the more enduring talent" (Daily Telegraph)
Some Voices: 'The most thrilling playwriting debut in years. . .The writing is razor-sharp, sensitive, quietly eloquent, full of the touchingly drab poetry of lost lives' (Sunday Times); Pale Horse: 'His second Court play is as compelling and extraordinary as his first . . .as taut, tight and atmospheric as Macbeth' (Observer)
"Joe Penhall belongs to the new wave of dramatists that has flooded British theatre with exciting work in recent years . . . I have a hunch that hi...
Some Voices: 'The most thrilling playwriting debut in years. . . The writing is razor-sharp, sensitive, quietly eloquent, full of the touchingly drab poetry of lost lives' (Sunday Times); Pale Horse: 'His second Court play is as compelling and extraordinary as his first . . . as taut, tight and atmospheric as Macbeth' (Observer); Love and Understanding: 'This is one of the best plays I've seen, ever, at this powerhouse of new writing . . . tough, eloquent, bruising' (Sunday Times); The Bullet: 'A Death of a Salesman for Britain in the nineties, and it is typical of Penhall's grace as a...
Some Voices: 'The most thrilling playwriting debut in years. . . The writing is razor-sharp, sensitive, quietly eloquent, full of the touchingly dr...
Barry's fifteen minutes of infamy are overdue, and when laughter's your living ? that's no joke. Courted at the end of his show by bankers John and Jane, TV star Barry believes he is to get the 5-star treatment that he deserves. However urged to provide a candid account of his off-stage life and views, the Barry that emerges is the least of the surprises in the tense game of power and manipulation that ensues.
Barry's fifteen minutes of infamy are overdue, and when laughter's your living ? that's no joke. Courted at the end of his show by bankers John ...
You'll never keep me locked up, white man. This is one nigga you don't get to keep, white man. Cos I'm gonna bark every time you come near. D'you understand?
Christopher has been confined to a psychiatric ward for a month. He wants out. The problem is he still thinks oranges are blue. His doctor, convinced he needs help, wants to section him. The senior consultant thinks it's all a question of culture: at home in Shepherd's Bush, Christopher will be amongst 'people who think just like him'. And besides, it costs taxpayer money to keep Christopher in care.
Race, ethics,...
You'll never keep me locked up, white man. This is one nigga you don't get to keep, white man. Cos I'm gonna bark every time you come near. D'yo...
