Because we live in Europe. Because nothing really bad happens. The worst is a bit of an inconvenience. Perhaps not such a good mini break. But really in the grand scheme of life, not so bad.Starting with a seemingly innocent one night stand, this dark, witty and magical play by Zinnie Harris dives into our recent European history.An epic look at the true cost of principles and how we live now, How to Hold Your Breath premiered at the Royal Court Theatre in February 2015.
Initially this reminded me of another recent play I read ('Say You Love Satan'), since both concern people who inadvertently sleep with the devil. This, however, is not as comedic as the other play, and is in actuality an indictment of current day values (or the lack of them), which lead to economic and societal collapse. I've also read Harris's earlier play 'Further Than the Furthest Thing', and on the basis of both, am eager to see what else she's produced.
This is a play that begins with a woman sleeping with the devil (yes, really) and ends with the collapse of capitalism in Europe. I think it is criminally underrated for its imagination and its scope. Love it.
This is kind of an awesome deconstruction of late stage capitalist values and an inversion of the world order, however it also goes from a quaint misunderstanding on the train while buying a ticket to Mad Max: Prostitutedome rather quickly.
Harris is a good postmodernist voice in contemporary theatre, but it sometimes feels a little too off-the wall - and from what I've seen of the play performed - it definitely reads better than it performs.
Really grotesquely awful. Amps up the desperation, bad thing on bad thing on bad thing, and has nothing whatsoever to say about it. It was somewhat relieved by a good performance by Maxine Peake, and a better one by Christine Bottomley playing the sister, but why did they agree to act in it? Why did the Court put it on? So many questions, so little reason to care.