Did she? Didn’t she? For years these questions have aroused the curiosity of the inhabitants of a little town in Massachusetts. Did Lizzie kill her parents?
Blood Relations is a story about killers and victims, about what is real and what is not, about what people let us believe and why we believe it. It’s based on the true story of the murder of Andrew Borden and his wife. The scene opens with an actress practising her part, she is a friend of Lizzie and she is the person who Lizzie will ask to play a game. The game consists of reliving the days before the tragedy with the actress playing Lizzie and Lizzie playing Bridget the housemaid. Old wounds will be reopened as Lizzie relives the difficult relationship with her stepmother, the hate she feels for her uncle and her problematic love towards her father.
The show is well-acted by Ceri Clutterbuck and Danielle Klentzeris, both performing two characters each, give proof of great versatility and extraordinary professionalism. The other actors also perfectly fit in the clothes of 19th century people, keeping the standard of the performance high. Jon Venn and Louise Wright are also fabulous and it’s hard not to feel affection for their characters at the end. Carrie Coggon’s excellent direction finished off a fantastic production.
Upbeat and commercial, so unlikely to be popular with students. But thedistinctive sound of Levine’s voice makes a welcome comeback; he is, after all, the best thing since sliced bread.
When the word ‘travel’ is mentioned, one would usually presume that a life changing, self-finding trip to the likes of Thailand or India is being referred to. However, as a brief glance in any decent dictionary will tell you, this is not necessarily the c
Does what it says on the tin
Why are you so shit?’ Another Gindrinker concert, another moron not quite getting it. To be fair, it’s not hard to see why, screeched vocals about Bullseye and guitar rape in abundance does not a happy emo crowd make.
Exposure sees Diversions return to the stage with a new triple bill for 2007. Each of the dances is remarkably different from the others and it’s this variety that draws audiences back to see the dance company time and again.
In between spay-painting small horses with swastikas and sniffing glue the youth of today still like to chew the fat from time to time. Unfortunately the cretins have adopted a bizarre type of new-speak which can leave “me-mans” (myself and some of my close friends) “well vexed” (Perplexed, Peeved). That’s where the Urban dictionary comes in. With this peer monitored compendium of British and American slang you can find out what the little twazocks actually said to you before you walked off full of impotent rage and self loathing. Yay. To elaborate. After hearing a rap-tune recently I heard the word “skeet” a term with which I was unfamiliar. Consulting the Urban dictionary I discovered that skeet is a verb that describes, “Bustin’ a nut in a skizzles grill” or, the act of ejaculating onto a woman’s face. Other notable explanations submitted included the rather quaint: “To drop a banana item in Mario Kart 64, thereby causing a trailing opponent to slip on it and skid out” and the colorful “Something I would love to do on the Olsen twins. “The real fun lies in contrasting the Neanderthal with the surely mock-serious entries. Of course some helpful souls point out the real meaning of the word (something to do with clay pigeon shooting) but it is all done very tongue in cheek. A running dialogue on the site led one poster to claim it was a word which White people only heard about from the comedian Dave Chapelle. This in turn led one of his fellows to inform us that it is a completely fictional word invented by black people because they needed something to do in between collecting welfare cheques. As if via osmosis the stupidity seeps into you brain and you can impress the Gs in your hood with your newfound knowledge and/or prejudices lest ye be merced by your in the know peers.
Can the latest edition to Cardiff’s nightlife, Pulse, live up to expectations?
Mariam Bashorun and Leah Eynon review the celebrity designed clothing lines invading the highstreet
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