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August 11, 2008

I love the smell of fresh directors. I also have a habit of embarrassing myself when I am around them. Maybe it’s the charm they give, or maybe it’s the fact that these are their early days and one day we might be calling them God. Whatever the romances, the first batch of three has […]

May 12, 2008

I love Wendy’s milkshakes. They are disgusting as it’s just three litres of pig lard made to look presentable, but I love them. Sometimes you ask the girl in pink over the counter what she put in your shake and all she can do is shrug her shoulders. So much for breaking the ice.

March 3, 2008

If you don’t like the Scottish, go away you selective bastard.

October 8, 2007

Hail to 77 Fairlie Terrace for being such a production powerhouse. This trimester it has been battered and bewildered by the reign of theatre students who have decided to take the helm and direct a wee production. Soon we can all go home, as the THEA304 directing students are here for one last season of […]

September 17, 2007

This play has no catharsis, no meaning and no ideological sense to it. Further more, it reflects on violence by beating everyone up. It defies almost everything my mother said to me when I was three.

September 10, 2007

Let’s talk football. Yeah I know the Rugby World Cup is around the corner, and the word football is blasphemous in New Zealand, but stick with me. Football itself can be boring to watch, with eleven monkeys juggling a ball with their lanky legs and the occasional sissy scream because someone shoulder charged you.

September 10, 2007

London 1912. Ronnie Wilson, a little wee 13-year-old naval cadet, is given the boot out of Naval College for allegedly stealing a five-shilling postal note. His old man, Arthur Winslow begins an all-consuming attempt to prove his son’s innocence. From a small tiny matter, it grew to a nation’s obsession as a family was driven […]

September 3, 2007

I really do like this play. It is childish, silly and basic. There is nothing at all phenomenal about it, but is it is hugely charming and it is never boring, plus it did put a huge smile on my face. Think about it, if you add a wicked New Zealand writer like Roger Hall […]

August 6, 2007

No, it is not a Samoan variation of “Cook me some eggs.” It is however, a slight variation of “Sione’s Wedding” – three brothers who haven’t aged beyond 3, an innocent daughter trying to break free and a beautifully typical Samoan mother whose wrath is judged by whether she is wearing shoes or not. Enter […]

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