Plays from VAULT E-Book

Various

• Herausgeber: Nick Hern Books
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

This anthology comprises five of the best plays from VAULT 2016, London's biggest and most exciting arts festival. Eggs is a dark comedy about female friendship, fertility and freaking out, by Florence Keith-Roach, 'rising star of the London theatre scene' (Evening Standard). Two women, living very different lives, are united by their quick wit, love of nineties' dance music and a mounting alienation. In Mr Incredible, Adam is single. He doesn't like it. He misses Holly. He deserves Holly. Doesn't he? A monologue about love and entitlement by Camilla Whitehill, author of Where Do Little Birds Go?, who was described by The Times as 'a writer of huge promise'. The world of the celebrity PA is laid bare in Primadonna. A young first-timer navigates impossible tasks, difficult conversations and fearsome passive aggression in this one-woman play from Rosie Kellett, winner of the VAULT Festival Spirit Award. Mickey and his team of Cornermen never have much luck in the boxing world. Until, that is, they sign a young fighter whose winning ways catapult them to a level they've never known before. 'A striking new play by an exciting new writer', Oli Forsyth (Scotsman). Stephen Laughton's one-man play Runexplores what it means to love, to lose, and how to grow from a boy into a man, as a gay Jewish kid sneaks out over Shabbat to meet his boyfriend – and his universe implodes. 'A vibrant, varied programme full of theatrical treats… a brilliant place to spot new talent'The Stage on VAULT 2015

Leseprobe

PLAYS FROM VAULT

EGGSFlorence Keith-Roach

MR INCREDIBLECamilla Whitehill

PRIMADONNARosie Kellett

CORNERMENOli Forsyth

RUNStephen Laughton

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Contents

Welcome to VAULT

Eggs by Florence Keith-Roach

Mr Incredible by Camilla Whitehill

Primadonna by Rosie Kellett

Cornermen by Oli Forsyth

Run by Stephen Laughton

About the Authors

Copyright and Perfoming Rights Information

Welcome to VAULT

For six weeks in bleakest winter, VAULT Festival transforms the dark tunnels underneath Waterloo Station into a carnival of experiences, every nook and cranny filled with entertainment and around every corner an unexpected adventure. 

VAULT is a place to discuss, and a place to party: every night you can join hundreds of artists and explorers for gigs, parties and performances. Since 2012, we have hosted over 250 productions from Britain’s most exciting emerging artists.

We’re trying to reinvent the business model of the non-funded creative sector and make it sustainable for both the artist and the festival. We can’t offer luxury, but what we can give is space: to innovate, take risks and collaborate with each other without the huge financial burdens you’ll find across the Thames, and in big institutions.

We’re delighted to present this collection of new writing. Though not everything at VAULT starts (or even ends) with a script, we hope you’ll find these five plays to be a cross-section of the exciting new talent which courses through the Festival’s veins.

Andy George, Mat Burt, and Tim WilsonVAULT Festival Directors

This ebook was created before the end of rehearsals and so the texts may differ slightly from the plays as performed.

EGGS

Florence Keith-Roach

For Lily

Acknowledgements

With very special thanks to Maud Dromgoole; dramaturg and director of Eggs in Edinburgh.

Eternal gratitude to Michal Murawski, the ultimate polo-necked pundit, Wendy and Stephen Keith-Roach, Christine Bramwell, Imy Wyatt-Corner, Stuart Snaith, Charlie Hanson, Eloise Lawson, Imogen Lloyd, Zander Levy, Emily Bartelott, Coral Amiga, Tor Lupton, Harriet Green, Lauren Cooney, James Lambert, the Cheetham family, Chiara Goldsmith, George Belfield & Sex Club (may this stand as an homage to our symposia!).

F. K-R.

Eggs was first performed at VAULT Festival, London, on 24 February 2016, with the following cast:

GIRL ONE

Florence Keith-Roach

GIRL TWO

Amani Zardoe

Producer

Lucie Massey

Set Designer

Clementine Keith-Roach

Costume Designer

Lily Ashley

Associate Producer

Hannah Tookey

Executive Producer

Alex Timken

Lighting Designer

Lucy Hansom

Sound Designer

Jon McLeod

Poster Designer

Clementine Keith-Roach

Photography

Lily Ashley

Eggs is brought to you by Orphee Productions, a female-led collective dedicated to telling stories which challenge gender disparity.

A work-in-progress version of Eggs premiered at the Edinburgh Free Fringe 2015.

Characters

GIRL ONEGIRL TWO

A dash (–) indicates the next line interrupts.

A forward slash (/) indicates an overlap.

Scene One

A hospital. March. 2016. The end.

GIRL ONE. It’s not just the eggs themselves, it’s the hypocrisy of the vegetarians who eat them.

GIRL TWO. What else have they got to eat?

GIRL ONE. It’s really weird, think about it?

GIRL TWO. No actually, can you stop. I don’t want to think about eggs any more, thank you.

GIRL ONE. Okay, okay, so I was at a café the other day with Save-the-world Suki and she spent, ah so long, tut, tut, tutting up and down the menu, whinging that it wasn’t ‘veggie friendly’, whatever that means? Only to shut up, finally, and agree to have a Spanish omelette. Now, I didn’t think anything of it either, at first, I was just thinking how absurd Suki has gotten –

GIRL TWO. Yeah, she really has, why did you –

GIRL ONE. But the next morning, I found myself cracking an egg for my dad, like the 1950s house-slave that I am –

GIRL TWO. Ha, that’s what you get for still living at home –

GIRL ONE. And I looked into this orange orb floating in a glistening, gooey, well, placenta –

GIRL TWO. Ahhhhhhh –

GIRL ONE. And it hit me. WOW. This is an unborn chicken. This is so much an unborn chicken that it is almost grossing ME out and I am a proper carnivore. I’m, like, the first to be mouth-deep in some still-beating blood and muscle. But even I can see that there is something really dark about eating an unborn child.

GIRL TWO. You’re chatting shit, complete unscientific shit. An egg is not an embryo, it’s not yet fertilised.

GIRL ONE. Oh, come on? I am not talking scientifically, I am talking emotionally! Like, it’s just as bad as eating a normal adult animal. Way worse even. Cos your average mature pig has probably led, in animal years and as long as you don’t get any of that factory-farmed stuff, a pretty long and happy life. You know, in the bosom of her loving, surprisingly hygienic family, a little hut to rest her snout in, the gentle hum of the A303 rolling by. Charming. Whereas, here, here is this aborted thing, this thing with the promise of a life filled with fields and feed, ripped from its mother’s downy breast and shoved into a cardboard box to be devoured by the pointed incisors of holier-than-thou hypocrites!

Pause.

Sorry, I didn’t mean to go on about its unfulfilled life or anything. That wasn’t very… Considering you just… I’m not against abortions at all. Just vegetarians eating eggs.

Pause.

Sound and light fill the stage.