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Thursday, September 12, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
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Being in The Drowned Man is like exploring a stranger's dream. This is less a theatrical production and more a slice of some weird alternative reality that’s collapsed into our own. I love immersive theatre: the demolition of the boundary between audience and action, leaving you to construct a personal narrative based on your own experiences.
The Drowned Man occupies an enormous ex-Post Office sorting depot right next to Paddington Station. Punchdrunk have transformed the interior of this unprepossessing building into a mausoleum to the Golden Age of Hollywood. This hallowed time and place occupies a very special place in the popular consciousness; a glitzy town full of 'man’s men' movie stars: Bogart, Peck, Cagney; Wayne; Cooper; Tracy. And the women! This was the age of true glamour, dotted with sequins, encircled in feather boas, dramatic lids seductively fluttering under perfectly coiffed locks. All of this wreathed in a haze of swirling cigarette smoke and washed down with neat whiskey.
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