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Desert, Theatre Review. Unity Theatre, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Cast: Giles Roberts, Lucy Farrett.

One of the advantages theatre has over other forms of media is its ability to be intimate, to bring the innermost thoughts and feelings of an individual in front of your face and force you to confront them. The Molino Group does exactly that with Desert, the story of Private Chelsea Manning, formerly Bradley Manning, a soldier in the U.S. Army who leaked footage on Wikileaks of what is often referred to as “Collateral Murder”, and consequently, today is serving 35 years in prison.

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(559 words, estimated 2:14 mins reading time)

Sin City: That Yellow Bastard, Graphic Novel Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

In the Robert Rodriguez 2005 film Sin City, one of the more interesting set of stories weaved together was that of Nancy Callaghan, Detective Hartigan and one of the beasts that haunts Basin City like a Japanese knotweed being cultivated by perverted and foul paedophile, the obscene Roark Junior. Sin City: That Yellow Bastard follows that story neatly from start to finish and it is arguably the best story in the entire series because of it.

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(490 words, estimated 1:58 mins reading time)

The Events, Theatre Review. Everyman Theatre, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Cast: Clifford Samuel, Amanda Drew, Magnus Gillijam, Up For Arts Choir.

All events lead to somewhere. The unseen random strands dissecting, passing along easily in infinite possibilities and unhindered, until they converge, they smash together in such an explosion of such reverberation and repercussions that could be felt for years after. The Events are how we deal with the unfolding drama and how we choose to live with the aftermath.

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(459 words, estimated 1:50 mins reading time)

Small Change.

Spare some change, alright thank you. Spare some change Sir. Yeah right of course you have, completely out, you say that every day! Just speak into this you say? Yes I’m homeless, it wasn’t my fault, I probably didn’t help myself that’s true enough but in a world where it has become…acceptable to look down upon someone lower than yourself for fear of being spat upon as well, for the dread that sits inside you that you might find yourself being pissed upon by a Friday night reveller, the party goer who finds the inside of the entry the perfect place in which to let go of their hard earned cash and curry mixed with vodka, that dread is only ever three pay days away and unless you are lucky, I mean really lucky, then the spiral goes on and on until one day you manage to find a mirror and you wonder what happened to the girl with dreams.

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(2143 words, estimated 8:34 mins reading time)

Error In the Margins.

The mistake inside the lines…

Or perhaps more the blunder of birth, the errors between the margins

That are crossed out, erased and deleted with anticipated glee.

Like a master Historian paid by the winner to paint the pretender to the crown

As the Devil incarnate and the cause of all Humanity’s woes.

Any good they may have done assigned to someone else,

The credit of a lifetimes work expunged and made worthless.

The error between the margins, the deviation of the norm

Of the designated mechanical drive that makes the worker Bee

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(220 words, estimated 53 secs reading time)

Cash ‘Ere.

Waiting for the last finishing
line of the day; what are the odds
that this is a race worth running?
Which one will he be gunning for
at five to four or ten to three.
Unexpectedly, he’ll lean in,
growing shorter; ought to know now
that this counter is not bound by
his starting orders, so I’ll wait
and contemplate a ciggie break.
Did someone say he had a tip?
Because I’ve forgotten mine. —

Ian Miller 2014.

 

Permanent link to this post (80 words, estimated 19 secs reading time)

Endeavour: Nocturne. Television Review. I.T.V.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7/10

Cast: Shaun Evans, Roger Allam, Jack Laskey, Anton Lesser, Jack Bannon, Abigail Thaw, Desomd Barrit, Lucy Boynton, James Bradshaw, Lynn Farleigh, Diane Fletcher, Nell Tiger Free, Maya Gerber, Imogen Gurney, Daniel Ings, Susy Kane, Simon Kunz Kate Lamb, Shvorne Marks, Eleanor Northcott, Caroline O’ Neill, Ian Peck, Tom Prior, Sean Rigby, Straun Rodger, Michael Shannon, Anya Taylor-Joy, Sara Vickers, Emily Warren.

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(443 words, estimated 1:46 mins reading time)

Mark Poutney, Mark One. Album Review.

First published by Liverpool Acoustic on April 5th 2014.

Rating 9/10

Some performers ooze class without even having to play a cord or a single note. Of course when they do put together the start of a new song that you just know is going to capture the imagination and playful tug at the heart strings the only decent thing to do, the only courteous action to take is to wallow in the core of something either incredible or beautiful or…if you are really fortunate, both.

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(365 words, estimated 1:28 mins reading time)

An Evening With…

There is a sense of sensuality attached to what I do. Playing the piano in the semi darkness and ill-lit rooms of various pubs, clubs and saloons of this fair city for the price of a good meal and of course the money I receive helps keep me in clothes that I could not afford to buy on the salary as insignificant as mine. Apart from that I do it because I can, because somewhere the extrovert needs feeding and if not to the wolves then to my own self-worth.

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(2286 words, estimated 9:09 mins reading time)

The Monologued Mutineer.

My Last Words…

So these will be my final last words. They won’t be recorded; they won’t be repeated in history as in anyway being famous and they will never know of my story beyond the walls of this…prison in which I have kept my own counsel for the past five days. I will say to you now as they offer me a blindfold in which to avoid the staring eyes, deep blue on one, so blue that I could swim and frolic amongst the stars that are reflected on the top as they too dance and shout with a hope of the future to come. They have my future deeply locked within them, he or one of the others will take my life and extinguish it forever. Not for any other crime except for not wanting to fight anymore.

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(2064 words, estimated 8:15 mins reading time)