Performance

Playwright: Athol Fugard
Director: Christine Willes

Director's Notes:

Clearly something other than money drives members of a theatre Co-op. The members of this Co-op are no exception. We work not only as creative artists. We are fund raisers and publicists. We put up posters. We sell advertisements and tickets. Noone guarantees our salaries. We share equally any box office profit or loss. Why do we do it?

Quite simply, from our first readings of this deeply human and brilliantly theatrical play, Athol Fugard has had us by the throat. He was driven by six photographs. Photographs of a White...

Playwright: Elizabeth Herring
Director: Sandhano Schultze

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Awards:
Jessie Richardson Award nomination:
Outstanding Performance (supporting) - Sharon Anderson

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Written by Seattle playwright, Elizabeth Herring, Babies, Broads and Bread presents thirteen different women --very different women-- in spare, tightly drawn vignettes that have plent to say to and about all of us. And happily enough, these women say it with humour and heart, not passion and polemics.

The thirteen vignettes deftly define each woman's view of life, and her place in the world. There's the aging pitchwoman selling...

Playwright: Jean-Paul Sartre

No Exit was written in 1944 and first performed in France shortly before the German occupation troops left Paris. It is a "philosophial melodrama" set in a unique kind of hell. The three characters need each other in order to create some illusion about themselves. Since existence for Sartre is the ability to create one's future, the opposite of existence is hell where man has no power to create his future. Therefore, Sartre's definition of mans fundamental sin is when the picture of a man has of himself is provided by those who see him, by the distorted image of...

Playwright: Peter Turrini
Translated by Sandhano Schultze and cast

Director: Sandhano Schultze

Starring: Pat Bermel and Helen Denhaan

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A review from our archives...

WELCOME TO MY HELL-HOLE

TOM HAWTHORNE meets the actor who stares despair in the face in the play Ratz

RATS stare from the black void that is Pat Bermel’s private little hell. The hell is a pit of busted toilets, old tires, litter, a car cannibalized for parts. The slick red neon of a Rainier beer sign shines sickly off drab walls. It is a home of loathing and self-hatred. He blasts the rats with a long-barrelled revolver...