FINISHING THIS WEEK- DON'T MISSÂ…
Mon, 23 May 2005, 02:22 pmAmber Hasler1 post in thread
FINISHING THIS WEEK- DON'T MISSÂ…
Mon, 23 May 2005, 02:22 pmShe Told Me So - $10 Tickets TUESDAY 24TH
Tuesday – Saturday THIS WEEK @ 8PM
Written by Renee Newman- Storen
Directed by Mark Storen
A girl who has forgotten how to breathe, a boy who can't cross the street, Elvis, a cigar wielding psychotherapist and a geisha with a spider, even Freud would be confused.
Come and laugh, cry or scream at this web of nostalgia, impotence and songs from a greater era.
"So that's why I 'm here. I'm here to embrace my thirties, beat a few drums, appreciate the complexities of "masculinity", swim in the mellow depths of a couple of crystals and maybe try some peyote. So that I can go home and maybe, just maybe, have the courage to cross the street."
Red Meat - $10 tickets WEDNESDAY 25TH
Wednesday – Saturday THIS WEEK @ 9.30PM
Written and directed by Suzanne Rofe
Alex is sulking. Toby is lurking under the house. Eko is drinking and crying and Marla has passed out in the bathtub. Winter deepens and outside suspicious men are disappearing from suburban nightclubs. Inside Marla fights a losing battle with clarity in a place that mysteriously replenishes its supply of alcohol – and wonders why the house won’t stop shuddering. It’s been raining for weeks and the swamp water is rising…
Red Meat is a fast-paced, macabre comedy laced with blood, vodka and a dash of Rohypnol.
“She’s a femme fatale. She kills people. A lot.”
Amber HaslerMon, 23 May 2005, 02:22 pm
She Told Me So - $10 Tickets TUESDAY 24TH
Tuesday – Saturday THIS WEEK @ 8PM
Written by Renee Newman- Storen
Directed by Mark Storen
A girl who has forgotten how to breathe, a boy who can't cross the street, Elvis, a cigar wielding psychotherapist and a geisha with a spider, even Freud would be confused.
Come and laugh, cry or scream at this web of nostalgia, impotence and songs from a greater era.
"So that's why I 'm here. I'm here to embrace my thirties, beat a few drums, appreciate the complexities of "masculinity", swim in the mellow depths of a couple of crystals and maybe try some peyote. So that I can go home and maybe, just maybe, have the courage to cross the street."
Red Meat - $10 tickets WEDNESDAY 25TH
Wednesday – Saturday THIS WEEK @ 9.30PM
Written and directed by Suzanne Rofe
Alex is sulking. Toby is lurking under the house. Eko is drinking and crying and Marla has passed out in the bathtub. Winter deepens and outside suspicious men are disappearing from suburban nightclubs. Inside Marla fights a losing battle with clarity in a place that mysteriously replenishes its supply of alcohol – and wonders why the house won’t stop shuddering. It’s been raining for weeks and the swamp water is rising…
Red Meat is a fast-paced, macabre comedy laced with blood, vodka and a dash of Rohypnol.
“She’s a femme fatale. She kills people. A lot.”