Growing out of the
age-old ‘Sydney-or-Melbourne’ debate, David Williamson’s Emerald
City is a timely look at the struggle any artist faces – maintaining
artistic integrity, or chasing money and fortune – and sets it against the
backdrop of Sydney in the 1980s, with all the
big brash audacity that makes Sydney
what it is today. Produced here by Griffin
Theatre Company almost thirty years after it was written, Williamson’s play
is a helter-skelter tennis match between acclaimed screenwriter Colin and his
wife Kate, between Colin and seemingly well-connected hack-writer Mike, between
Mike and his girlfriend Kate, between Colin and his agent Elaine, between… You
can almost see each serve, each rally, each shot, every palpable hit (and
miss), every point won and lost; it’s a giddy sparring match between equals,
and it’s hard not to get caught up in the whole argument – even if it is, by
turn, scintillating, bitter, snarky and futile.
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28/10/2014
19/01/2014
Further on and further up: STC’s Travelling North
The idea of ‘going
north’ is firmly rooted in the Australian psyche. Analogous perhaps with the great
(American) road trip and the immense body of literature that has spawned from
it, from Kerouac’s On The Road and
Nabokov’s Lolita, to home-grown
classics such as Michael Gow’s The Kid
and Ray Lawler’s Summer of the
Seventeenth Doll (albeit partly in reverse), as well as the life-affirming Bran Nue Dae. There is the myth of the
bush, the untameable wetlands and inhospitable red desert; the cattle-owners,
the crocodile wrestlers, “the serial killers, salt-of-the-earth stalwarts,
bigots [and] drag queens,” as Ailsa Piper writes in the program. Simply put, “the
north is epic,” just as its allure is irresistible, and not just in a physical literal
sense of ‘going north’.
The road trip has
long been associated with coming-of-age stories and journeys of self-discovery.
So it is in David Williamson’s Travelling
North, presented here by Sydney Theatre Company. And while Williamson’s
protagonists might be a generation or two older than most other literary
road-trippers, the process of change and discovery, of soul-searching and
path-finding, of going deeper in and further up, still speaks to our restless
twenty-first century mindset as much as it did in 1979 when it premiered.
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