Features Published 3 June 2013

Narrated by an Ancient Tree

Our annual dalliance with the Edinburgh Fringe programme.
Natasha Tripney

In an anonymous city. In a time of austerity. In the belly of a vast empty space. As their relationship fades. A young woman with a gun to her head. A mysterious mesmerist. An unpredictable beach hut. A championship show dog. A huge living fish. A remote island community. The baby who made it all happen. A fluttering maelstrom of lives. A tale of desperation. A festering past. A terrible family curse.

What happens when fear comes round for dinner? Can he escape? Who fathered her child? Why has she stayed silent for so long? Was she born to live the dream? Will love be the making of him? Does the bond they share rescue them? Do they fight or flee? What if both of them are crazy?

Within a secluded cavern. A young sorceress. With mental health problems. Stuck inside the talking clock. Summons Mao’s ghost. His dreams now distant. Face to face with the devil. With occasional input from a 5’7” prawn. Their city destroyed. The forest crumbles. What would you risk to make your mark? Maybe now is the time.

A ritual for a new age. A barbershop dub-step mash-up. A breathless cocktail of circus and cabaret. Full of comical innuendo. Filled with intrigue. More relevant than ever. Devised from the actual experiences of students.

Told by the person who lived it. Performed at high speed. Each day at 7am. In a puppet theatre. On board a classic 1960s Routemaster bus. All the way from Belgium. Artificial insemination and tears. Trickery, murder and pie. Drug-fuelled irresponsibility. Existential and sexual anguish. Truth and taboo collide. With a wicked twist. Comedy with goblins. Narrated by an ancient tree. Starring Hollywood legend Corey Feldman.

Age-old human dilemmas. Infused with modern life. Dense with imagery. Tackling real contemporary issues. Biting satire. Suffocating intimacy. Blisteringly candid. Dark, profane and vicious. Scorching yet tender. Simultaneously hilarious and melancholic. An innovative revival. Inspired by the success of Glee. Performed backwards.

In a white-washed world. The clockwork prostitute. Creates the ideal partner. A humble electrician. Professionally widowed. From Dallas, Texas.  Disguised as a bull. Two Elvis Presley fans. Three scientists. Four prisoners. Five mismatched interns. Six hilarious dogs. Forbidden cake. And a bottle of gin. Chaos erupts. Wackiness ensues. With candyfloss.

Part cupid, part conman. Part clown-show, part sci-fi. Part protest, part poetry. Part gig, part slasher movie. Violent cabaret drama. Multimedia exploration. Anthropomorphic comedy. Physical storytelling. Pop-up sets and video landscapes. Magical hats made of grass. A live folk band. Polyfunctional props. Unfortunate clowns. Immense symphonies. Adult-orientated pantomime. Foot-stomping music. Multiple endings. Audience participation. Free pastries. Free pair of socks. Join us for a drink. Come prepared to share. Expect fireworks. Bring your mother!

It’s gonna be a hell of a party.

But what if the jokes run out?

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Natasha Tripney

Natasha co-founded Exeunt in 2011 and was editor until 2016. She's now lead critic and reviews editor for The Stage, and has written about theatre and the arts for the Guardian, Time Out, the Independent, Lonely Planet and Tortoise.

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