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The triple bill is a balancing act more complex than any Masterchef's three course meal: programming doesn't get tougher than this. If such a competition existed, artistic director Benoit Swan Pouffer earned a place among the champions with Cedar Lake's triple bill at Sadler's Wells last night.
There aren't many contemporary ballet companies with a billionaire heiress footing the bill, but New York's Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet hit that lucrative jackpot when it came to funding.
Any show starting past 10pm comes with an unwritten warning: may contain scenes of an adult nature. Theatre's post-watershed playground of the moment is the London Wonderground- a riverside funfair of sequins and feathers showcasing the capital's best wonders and curiosities; a throwback to a world where the ringmaster ruled and showgirls shimmied round red and gold lusciously adorned tents.
Little Bulb Theatre Company are literally in residence at Battersea Arts Centre this month with their latest show, Operation Greenfield.
This month, Soho Theatre plays host to Touched... Like a Virgin, a play about celebrity, with a celebrity, attended by celebrities, with lovey-lovey-darling celebrity in jokes.
mmersive theatre often treads the fine line between enhancing experience and aggressive involvement. What starts as engulfing theatrical aggrandizement can quickly trip into the realms of terrifying audience participation - and only attention - hungry stage botherers really enjoy on-stage participation, or those of masochistic temperament
Music fans, I know you're grieving the lack of Glastonbury in 2012, but for all you field-loving, ruddily muddy campers, I pose this alternative: Latitude, surely the only festival for any discerning culture vulture.
Theatre Delicatessen has undoubtedly cornered the 'pop-up theatre' market. The mind-child of Roland Smith, Frances Loy and Jessica Brewster, Theatre Delicatessen was born in 2007 and has since made it's mark by inhabiting disused buildings around London, then transforming them into immersive theatrical experiences.
Twenty-four hours ago I was a naïve child: I knew nothing of the domestic storage world, nothing of the joys of effective food preservation... in short, compressible Tupperware was yet to touch not only my hands, but my very soul. Such was the selling prowess and stage authority of Dixie and her Tupperware Party.
Remember the days when you went to proper birthday parties? The kind where you walk away with one tenth of the pass the parcel, sickly sweet cake wrapped in lurid napkins and a party bag with toy cars and lollipops? Weren't they the days? Well, I am pleased to inform you that such retro delights are not dead and gone forever, thanks to the multi-talented, bespectacled wonder that is Amy Lamé, and her Unhappy Birthday.