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Month: August 2012 (Page 2 of 2)

Fulfilling the Promise

It’s always hard to turn inspiration into real stuff when you come back from travels but if the two shows we performed this week are anything to go by we have taken the unicorn by the ball and flipped ourselves into magical new improv heights.

You know me; I am not last in line to blow our own trumpet (equally, I am the first to admit to personal disaster), and I am so proud of Improguise‘s performances this week.

On Monday night one of our biggest casts in a while played Sink or Swim, to the absolute delight of ourselves, each other, but mainly our audience who braved shocking weather to be warmed by us. We were inspired, generous, brave, clever, funny and totally present, and Candice and I were beyond delighted at how the rest of our group grabbed the challenge of doing something brand new without much preparation.

Last night was entirely different but also amazing. We had a small cast of 5 and no musician, and we asked our very small audience, in a casual conversation before the show started, whether they wanted to see a selection of short form games (which is what we usually do) or if they wanted to come with us and jump off into a whole new world and watch a Show from Nothing. No games, no real format, just improvising. Two audience members tried to vote for old stuff but the rest were gung-ho about trying out something new. And so we did.

It was scary, weird, edgy and very creative, and we had a blast. Of course there were things that worked better than others, and things that we could have done better. Some scenes were too short. Maybe we tried a bit too hard to wrap things up. Nit picking. It was an awesome hour of making it up live on stage with a group of trusting and committed friends. We chatted to most of our audience afterwards and they agreed that it had been great to watch and it was a success. And that’s what counts the most.

Our inspiration and energy continues. In other important news, Yes-we-Candice, Ta-king-a-risk-with-u-ndi and I are in huge discussion about our upcoming new training courses. This is our first teaser. Starting on the 6th of September, and running once a week for 8 weeks, will be two new improv training courses. The one is specifically aimed at actors, and will operate like an improv masterclass, with each class focusing on an aspect of improv. The second course is for everybody else and is aimed at improv fans who haven’t been on stage since school (or ever), those who get told by their friends that they are funny, shy people who want to try something different, IT people and web developers; anyone really! It is going to be a course that gets you improvising your socks off, and we will be showing you exactly how. Now, if you are considering either course, wanting more info, needing your arm to be twisted, know of a friend, or convinced this is just exactly what you need, then send me an email to or leave a comment here and we can start talking. As I say, this is our teaser, but you should book your space early to avoid disappointment (I have been dying to say that for years!).

We are so excited about making improv players and audiences grow here in Cape Town, and turning this into the improv capital of South Africa!


An audience Challenge

It’s a good one. It’s not punishment or hard or horrible. It goes like this. On Monday night, at The Intimate, instead of us doing our usual (and I am not for one moment claiming it isn’t totally awesome) TheatreSports show, we will be trying out one of the brand new formats we saw in Oz at Improvention. It is still pure improvisation. It is still making it up in front of a live audience. It is just a bigger than usual cast, new exciting ideas, and a new approach to what we have been doing anyway.

It is guaranteed to be amazing (as with all improv) although I am sure it will have moments that will be great, and some less great. The usual. I am really excited to be playing this. We have been playing more or less the same (reliable) format for yonks and this feels like such a cool offering.

Now I know that there are lots of you who like reading what I say about theatre in CT (and sometimes beyond, like Jozi and G’town). Some of you like me seeing your shows and then writing about them. Some of you like me seeing other people’s shows, and then you go and see them (or not). Some of you just read what I say anyway, and never see anything. All of that is super cool.

My challenge is this. Come and see me perform on Monday night. In a new improv format. I will be doing what I love. I will be doing it for you. And for my team. Just like the Olympics, only in a theatre. The ticket prices are the usual R50 (and this might be one of your last chances to pay such a pissy little amount for magnificent live theatre and a cast of 9!) Come and see what I do on stage. It will be a little like you saying, “Let’s check out what she’s got, instead of asking her to come and see what we’ve got.”

Come along and buy tickets at the door. Or call Ryan on 072 9393351. Or call me. Or leave a message here that you’ll be coming. Or on facebum or twitter. I would love to hear your feedback.

Sunday Morning on Friday Night

All I needed to round off my first week of being back home was to go to The Kalk Bay Theatre, my other home, to see Sunday Morning last night. And I did. And it was great.

I haven’t eaten at the theatre for ages and last night I got stuck into some really delicious gnocci while hanging out with Simon and Helen and friends.

Then, James Cunningham performing Sunday Morning, written by Nick Warren and directed by Jenine Collocott. This is a show that made it’s way here directly after the Grahamstown fest, and I love catching up with the stuff that got the thumbs up from my friends and connections. And it was a great performance that got me back into the Cape Town theatre scene.

Sunday Morning is a small story with huge repercussions. It takes place during a “head clearing” run, while the guy, an everyday Jozi photographer, comes to terms with the news that his girlfriend is pregnant.

We’ve heard the story before, but never with quite this delicate treatment from a performer. James is pretty magnificent. His character is subtle, dof, ordinary and completely irritating and lovable. He manages to find the perfect balance. A sit-com laugh moment is just that, a moment, balanced out with a serious, realistic tone, and very genuine responses, even the heightened physical ones, which are brilliantly done. I was engrossed, charmed and touched.

One of the best things about Sunday Morning is how completely accessible it is. It’s instantly relatable to. It is the kind of one man play that will make people (who are normally risk averse when it comes to theeayter) love theatre. Accessible, warm, funny and delicious.

Oh, of course there were parts of the script that I didn’t like or buy into (hey, I need to salvage my reputation here and can’t be seen as a total pushover), but, who cares? I thought the reveal of the gorgeous boxes at the end was a little late, and they were underused in the actual piece (I really am looking for stuff, aren’t I?), but that’s just nitpicking.

Sunday Morning is on tonight and next week. It would be so unfortunate if you missed it.

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