Panic
T01833039803
Archive :: production:T01833039803, performance:S01697450028, venue:V977
Production details
Love. Sex. Panic. Come into the forest. Away from civilisation. Where nymphs bathe and play. Where Pan sleeps. Careful not to wake him, he is the bringer of Panic. The Great God Pan: goat horns, goat’s legs and goatee beard, chasing his nymphs. But Pan is dead. Since AD 33 so the story goes. So that can’t be him at the window of a Brixton flat or snogging a woman in that crowded bar. Because the Great God Pan is dead. Or is he? Drawn from personal stories and current obsessions, this tale of love and unsettling illnesses is Improbable with brown paper and projections, many self help books and some very chaseable nymphs. Creators of theatre, opera, site specific work and open space events on a national and international level, this is Improbable’s first visit to the Barbican. Courtyard
Special Performances
- 8 Apr 09 Sign Interpreted
