To rescue Kahlo from the clutches of the corporate art market, we need to acknowledge the overt and covert political dimensions of the work, demands GAVIN O’TOOLE
Noises Off
Pitlochry Festival Theatre
THERE is an inexplicable plate of sardines in the centre of Michael Frayn’s farce, Noises Off.
No-one knows why they are there, or what they signify, and they keep getting forgotten, or dropped, or used as weapons as the show falls apart in the hands of a jaded provincial rep company.
There is also a telephone that comes apart from its handset like a cursed prop, a box of tax receipts and a blue BOAC travel bag. And a slippery contact lens. There are noisy stairs, ill-constructed doors and a group of sexual opportunists playing, well… a group of characters hoping to have it off in a tastelessly overblown country retreat.
ANGUS REID applauds the potential of an ambitious show about Gaza, and encourages it to keep its nerve
MARY CONWAY becomes impatient with the intellectual self-indulgence of Tom Stoppard in a production that is, nevertheless, total class
Strip cartoons used to be the bread and butter of newspapers and they have been around for centuries. MICHAL BONCZA asks our own Paul Tanner about which bees are in his bonnet
GORDON PARSONS is disappointed by an unsubtle production of this comedy of upper middle class infidelity


