Dublin Oldschool at Bewley’s Cafe Theatre

September 30, 2014


Rushing off your tits, after ingesting the candyflip of Emmet Kirwan’s words and Ian Lloyd-Anderson’s performance, the heart, soul and yearning reverb of Dublin’s dancefloors will stick to you like a sweated-through t-shirt, in this wildly entertaining, touching two-hander.

Two caners, on parallel paths -connected through blood but divided on what having it ‘together’ looks like- meet, make-strange and make-up across a drug-drenched weekend.

Dropping words like a break-beat, exploding images in the minds of the audience, poetry drives the plot on, its pulsing delivery surging into our synapses. Anyone who lost their sole to a dance scene will recognise the ‘buzzers’ captured here.

Kirwan speaks straight to the disillusion, dissatisfaction and increasing desperation of a generation coming down from a well-misspent youth, while director Philip McMahon deserves special mention for how well he conceals his presence. A symphony of diverse styles- both in performance and penmanship, need a conductor, and he makes this crescendo of unstable emotions sting in their clarity.

Exceptional acting squared with exceptional writing, this show in a ‘baggie’ was unmissable, yet unattainable. The run totally sold out.

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