
All My Love is a misfortunate love story that spans not only time but the earth itself. It is a slow story of a love that was cut short by a meddling mother.

The heart of the work derives from a series of revealing monologues peppered throughout the piece, that have been drawn from interviews with men and women from Broome and environs.

A confluence of errors – certainly not a comedy – made my viewing of Illuminate Educate's production of Life Without Me by Daniel Keene at the Reginald Theatre in the Seymour Centre, truncated, to say the least.

Arcadia sees the much anticipated return of the work of Tom Stoppard, grandmaster of the play of ideas, to the Sydney Theatre Company. This time he tackles literary History and Chaos Theory.

The Pride is a striking production that speaks to us all about engaging in an authentic life and not playing at fancy dress.

This particular production does not achieve the level of success that the writing – or indeed the festival – deserves. I wish they had entrusted it to someone else to stage.

This presentation of the rock opera does not especially evoke the Summer of Love nor tonally invite its audience to tune in, turn on or drop out, and as a result the undisguised Christian thrust of the piece comes across all the more clearly.