21 September 2009 The Guardian

The Beggar's Opera

By John Gay. A Vanishing Point/Royal Lyceum review.

YOU have a great idea. You imagine John Gay's 18th-century satire could be set in some cyberpunk future, where the highwayman Macheath is now a "super-thief" at large in a post-apocalyptic dystopia. It would be an oversexed society in which the outlaw's girlfriends, with their nostalgic obsession for early 21st-century designer gear, would be motivated by lust, while the older generation would care only for money. At the age of 121, Madonna would be the last surviving celebrity from the time of the global floods, and the world would have descended into dog-eat-dog violence.

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Interiors by Vanishing Point Pic: Tim Morozzo

9 April 2009 The Guardian

Interiors

Vanishing Point review.

IMAGINE watching Festen with the sound turned off. You would see family and friends gather for their celebratory meal, you would have a sense of the tensions and attractions between them, but on a dialogue basis you would be left guessing. This is the effect of Interiors, an audacious production by Glasgow's Vanishing Point - en route to the Lyric Hammersmith and the Naples Theatre festival - performed behind a glass window that turns the audience into voyeurs and the actors into characters whose actions speak louder than words.

9 April 2009 Variety

Interiors

Vanishing Point review.

FACED by a multinational cast of English, Italian and Serbian speakers, helmer Matthew Lenton has devised a novel way of leaping the language barrier: cutting out the dialogue. But far from coming across as gimmicky, his wordless production for Glasgow's Vanishing Point company -- which travels next to the Lyric Hammersmith in London en route to Naples -- is a beguiling piece of social observation. Even in its funniest moments, "Interiors" is tinged with sadness, building from gentle comedy to a sweet meditation on the nature of life and death.

2 June 2008 The Guardian

Little Otik

Vanishing Point review.

THE creepiness kicks in from the start. The house lights are still up when a young girl in a plain dress appears in the aisle distractedly bouncing a ball. Making a tremendously assured professional debut, Rebecca Smith is like an otherworldly spirit, enigmatic and all-knowing, as if possessing secrets denied the adult world. In Vanishing Point's adaptation of the Jan Svankmajer film, she becomes the focal point of a nightmare fairytale that is a cross between Eraserhead and Little Shop of Horrors.

28 May 2008 Variety

Little Otik

Vanishing Point review.

AS arguments over the baby go, "When was the last time you varnished him?" is one of the less common accusations made by a wife to her husband. But when your child has been fashioned from a tree stump and you have to keep him hidden in case the neighbors notice his stick-like fingers, it's the kind of thing that matters. Thus it is, in Vanishing Point's visually striking adaptation of Jan Svankmajer's surreal 2000 movie, "Little Otik," that an infertile couple have their wishes fulfilled, only to be propelled into a nightmarish fairy tale of gothic dimensions.

23 May 2008 Northings

Little Otik

Vanishing Point review.

“ARE you barren?” asks the creepily precocious girl of her next door neighbour. The woman is indeed barren – and as desperate to be fertilised as the dark earth that covers Kai Fischer's set. So desperate is she that when her husband teasingly pretends that the tree stump he's dug up is a baby, she takes him at his word and bonds with the piece of wood.

19 August 2007 Scotland on Sunday

Subway

Vanishing Point review.

BACK on a big scale, Vanishing Point's Subway is a highly enjoyable show powered by a band of musicians from Kosovo. A dystopian tale of a Leith 10 years from now when the gap between the haves and have nots is fomenting a revolution, it features superb performances by Sandy Greirson and Rosalind Sydney, in a highly unusual theatrical concoction.

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David Leddy's Home Hindrance

9 May 2007 The Guardian

Home Hindrance

By David Leddy.

IN the face of mass-media uniformity, theatre-makers are turning to intimate venues to offer us something unique. In Homemade, Chris Goode brought the show into his audience's living rooms, and in Spend a Penny, Andy Arnold's actors staged one-to-one sessions in the Arches' toilet cubicles. Here, we find ourselves on the top floor of a Glasgow towerblock, sharing a bathroom with actor Louise Ludgate as she strips off and nips into the shower. Theatre doesn't come more up close and personal than this.

September 2006 Northings

Mancub

By Douglas Maxwell. NTS/Vanishing Point review.

CYCLING home beneath a full moon after the first night of Douglas Maxwell's ‘Mancub’ I passed two full grown foxes and a fox cub. It was if the strange animalistic world of the play, in which a dog bays endlessly at the moon "because it's full" and a teenage boy thinks he's taking on the form of rhinos, flies and birds, had seeped into the evening landscape.

18 March 2004 The Guardian

Sauchiehall Street

By Iain Heggie. Vanishing Point review.

YOU'VE heard of an in-joke, well this is an in-play. Iain Heggie's new comedy, set in the office of an actors' agent, is a satire of the industry that the audience has paid money to see. With its gags about modish Scottish playwrights, over-educated English directors and returning famous actors (a certain Ewan Carlyle is in town to shoot a movie), the play is always on the verge of short-circuiting itself.

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