May 2007

And away!

Finally there comes a point in all the preparations where you say, enough, that's it. There is no more I can do. Glorious letting go.

The first leg of my journey to Dar passes off without incident although I am a little annoyed that after they have got us into the air, fed us and plied us with alcohol the next thing they do is close all the windows, switch off the lights and say nighty night. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing that happens on a plane that isn't improved by sleeping through it.

For the wind and the rain

I've been busy for the last couple of weeks, on a bit of a rollercoaster, always something that needed to be done, busy busy busy. Tonight on a whim I decided to walk the five minutes to St Anne's Well Gardens. It was raining when I left the house and the rain looked likely to get stronger. I tightened my coat around me, struggling with the stuck zip until I was snug.

Theatre everywhere!

Brighton Festival started this week and with the addition of a new improved and independent Fringe Festival there is more of a buzz around town than there had been for many years. I'm reviewing shows for fringereview.co.uk and first on the agenda was "James Dean is dead" at the Cella bar, downstairs at the Sanctuary. You can read my review here.

A swim in the Atlantic

Sunday morning in the interests of friendship I find myself waist deep in the atlantic ocean. Waking I felt a growing sense of trepidation. My friend Paul who is premiering his new play “Death by Powerpoint” wanted some help shooting a few minutes of video for the show. He had already persuaded David Knowles to walk into the sea in his clothes and I was recruited to do some filming and to act as stunt man for the scene in which a laptop emerges Excaliber like from the waves.

Brighton Fringe 2007 James Dean is Dead ...

In Jackie Skarvellis' play, James Dean narrates the story of his own life from a limbo from which he cannot escape. Beginning and ending with the car crash that killed him the play tells of his progress from farm hand to movie legend, his obsession with speed, his homosexual adventuring and his troubled and edgy relationships with his peers and mentors.