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Bit parts: Garry Starr Performs Everything @swkplay

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Garry Starr Performs Everything is a bare-bones (and bare buttocks) tribute to the theatre. Theatre may be in trouble, and audiences are down, but Garry Starr aims to save the theatre and bring back to the masses every style of theatre possible. As long as each style involves wearing a transparent white leotard or a skimpy thong. And tassels. It's part comedy, part physical comedy and part perv at Gary's physical prowess. The sentiment "if you've got it, flaunt it" applies here. So here we are with a show that has been around for some years and is having its first proper London run at the Southwark Playhouse (Borough) through Christmas. The premise is that Garry Starr (played by Damien Warren-Smith) has left the Royal Shakespeare Company over artistic differences. He is now on a mission to save the theatre from misrepresentation and worthy interpretations by doing things such as a two-minute Hamlet, recreating scenes from a Pinter play using unsuspecting audience

Life among the poppies: Shoot I Didn't Mean That / The Last Days of Mankind @Tristanbates

Is it okay to smile and take a selfie when you visit a memorial or make a nazi salute gesture in Austria? Maybe even write something glib in the visitors book at the Anne Frank museum? If you did not know the answer to these questions, Shoot I Didn't Mean That starts to explores the implications of doing things like this.

Catriona Kerridge's dark comedy looks in to the strange and surreal downfall of four women as they become fascinated and then obsessed by the politics of The Great War.


In an era of conflict tourism and ongoing global crises, Juliet finds herself making an obscene gesture in a Viennese flea market and finds herself in jail. Two schoolgirls get carried away at a Remembrance Day service and an interpreter loses her voice and her mind listening the antiseptic responses from present day politicians. It's funny but thought provoking as well.

Running along side this new work is the harrowing epilogue to The Last Days of Mankind by Karl Kraus. This part of this epic work is an expressionistic and apocalyptic vision of a world. While Kerridge's work is a response to this piece, played together it becomes apparent how distant modern life is from real horrors.

In a year when light shows and ceramic flowers are stylistically commemorating the outbreak of WW1, this serves as a stark reminder that war is always hell.

It runs at the Tristan Bates Theatre until 18 October and contains replica weapons, haze and some frightening looking gas masks.

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