HyperLynx at the Tricycle
Saw this with D last night - press evening meant a 7pm start, which was a crazy rush after getting back from Manchester.
But it was worth it: the Tricycle is definitely my favourite theatre, and this is the kind of play that grows on you. A one-person two-acter, I left feeling slightly over-talked at, but on reflection, the clever weaving together of the globalisation/terrorism debate, coupled with some fine observations make it a play worth seeing. And you've only got till Saturday.
Hyperlynx is a John McGrath monologue presented by Heather Smithson, who's Stella Rimmington meets Naomi Klein in St James' Park, ably played by Elizabeth MacLennan, McGrath's widow. It's an imperfect piece of theatre, in the way that most monolgue's inevitably are: devoid of context and requiring inciting incidents to be delivered by mobile phone or off-stage in a way that hampers your suspension of disbelief. But it's a thought provoking, perfectly-timed September 11th yahrzeit piece, that had me rethinking its arguments this morning.
Michael Billington gave it four out of five at the Pleasance in Edinburgh, and I'm sure he'll be delighted to know I agree with him.
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