The Tinkers Curse Review
March 25, 2010
Beauty and truth have been sadly lacking from most of the productions I have seen in my theatrical lifetime. Michael Harding’s The Tinkers Curse has both in spades. His one man show, which runs till April 3rd at the Bewley’s Cafe Theatre is one of the most rewarding, heart wrenching and ingénues pieces I’ve ever been exposed to, humbly delivered by an actor skilled in the art of telling a tale. His every nuance is rooted in his characters devastated reality, which he exposes without any bells and whistles, just straight up, honest to goodness story telling.
His character can be witty, he can be smart but more poignantly he is drenched in an unshakable sadness which slides out of him and sticks to the audience like condensation. Told through a series of seemingly unrelated and unconcluded tangents, each is as gripping as the last and is brought together with breathtaking elegance. With little effort he brings his world to life on a bare Bewley’s stage, using the simplest of gestures to unravel whole characters, the most basic of language to explore the most complex human emotions and the quietest voice to reveal a most bruised soul.
I went into this piece cold, knowing nothing about the plot. I will treat you with that same respect. But implore you not to miss this performance, which explores the shifting personal, spiritual and cultural boundaries of the traveling community in Ireland from the inside out.
15 March 2010 – 03 April 2010 , 13.10, €15.00(includes light lunch)