As audacious as ever: Ben Duke in Lost Dog’s Paradise Lost (lies unopened beside me)
The long build-up is deceptively naïve, the humour bordering on crass before the remarks sharpen and strike like a punch to the belly
The long build-up is deceptively naïve, the humour bordering on crass before the remarks sharpen and strike like a punch to the belly
Three new choreographers in a balanced, satisfying evening
The dance floods across the stage in waves of movement that always delight
Bodies switch in the blink of an eye
Atmospheric and totally engaging
A platform to express and reimagine queerness through the moving body
An interesting and varied evening