A Simple Space- Underbelly
Let me start this review, ladies and gentlemen, that I am an expert theatre goer, normally. I never sit on the end of a row 20 minutes before the curtain because I know that others will inevitably have to squeeze past me; I always slouch in my seat if there’s a little person behind so as not to impede their view; most importantly, I always seem to know where to stand at the bar in order to get served first. What can I tell you? It’s a gift.
Imagine my embarrassment, then, when I reveal to you just how many times I found myself yelling aloud in alarm and astonishment while the incredible performers of A Simple Space went about their work. Maybe it’s just human nature, but I can’t watch people hurl each other round a very small space with seeming abandon without impulsively trying to warn them of their imminent injury, and possible death.
I sat, awestruck, as seven smiling Antipodeans performed ever more hair raising and gravity defying acts with such obvious skill and joy that I eventually came to the conclusion that they were either mentally unstable or some of most skilful and entertaining performers I had ever had the pleasure to watch. I know that many performances in the theatre are described as brave for one reason or another, but his show engages its audience in a totally primal way because the bravery these acts require is something not often encountered. Add to that the pitch-perfect music provided by….., and the seemingly cheeky insouciance of the gymnasts and you have what I now consider might well be the perfect night at the theatre. Catch them while you can has never been a more appropriate recommendation!
Tickets gifted in return for a review.