
This Giselle is ugly, creepy and downright weird and it hits you in the guts for 70 continuous minutes. And you won’t be forgetting it soon afterwards either.

The charm of Eight Hands, beyond the obvious talent of the participants, was as a striking demonstration of the versatility of the piano, with radically different attitudes and processes creating diverse musical experiences.



Writer/performer Mark Wilson throws everything into the pot for a whirlwind 50-minute montage that demonstrates why, even after 400 years, Marlowe's mystique still manages To Keep Men In Awe.

At its best The Sydney Festival should amaze Australian audiences with work they wouldn’t see otherwise. This play with a script full of twists and a stage production that is extremely innovative and flawlessly executed is such a work.