Waves

T835748676
In the beginning, there was a nursery, with windows opening on to a garden and beyond that the sea. A fragmented and dreamlike tale of friendship, loss, identity and love. Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance shaped like a glove, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story so that when one matter is despatched - love for instance - we go on in an orderly manner, to the next. A multi-media production. A fragmented and dreamlike tale of friendship, loss, identity and love.

Book by	Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
Author	Katie Mitchell (and the company)

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Archive :: production:T835748676, play:S2018643060, venue:V375

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Production details

Running time 2 hours 30 minutes incl. interval

Special Performances

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• 8 Sep 08 Open Captioned (STAGETEXT)