Hare’s plays tend to be wordy with virtually no action, and this is typical of his genre. That doesn’t mean that his plays are boring. Far from it, he has a great talent for giving huge depth to his characters. He often leaves the audience squirming as his beautifully structured dialogue exposes the personalities.

This two and a quarter hour play is being presented by the Limelight Theatre Repertory Company, at the Limelight Theatre, Civic Drive in Wanneroo. The performances are on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights at 8.00 pm until 8^th October.

It is a freezing November evening in 1995. Robert and Susie Benson-Parry have completely captured the semi-squalor of this post war residence – built to a budget. The scene is Kyra’s downmarket, top-floor flat, in Kensal Rise situated in the Borough of Brent – one of north London’s most deprived areas. There is a cramped, shabby dinette, with a single bedroom leading off the room. Well fitted out with Carryn McLean’s props.

Stage managed by Pearl Jensen and Dayle Seaman. Wardrobe advice from Shelley McGinn.

The show was given the mood of the film ‘A Brief Encounter’, with well-chosen music by Alan McPherson. The sound techs were Patrick McGinn and Kim Elford, with lighting by Zachary Ozlins.

     Shivering schoolteacher, Kyra Hollis (Emma Shaw) is home after a gruelling day, of educating disinterested kids in East Ham. Her flat seems even colder than the bleak weather outside. She puts on woollen mitts, and plugs in her ineffective, one-bar electric fire.

     Kyra rushes through to the bathroom to run an ache-easing bath. When she comes back into the sitting room, a young man is standing there. He is Edward (Jacob Turner), an eighteen-year-old student whom she has not seen for three years. Kyra gives him a peck on the cheek. Edward is the son of Tom (Gino Cataldo), a wealthy businessman with whom this much younger woman had a 6-year affair.

      Edward tells Kyra that his bedridden mother has now died; and that his father has not been the same since Kyra left their household. Before leaving, he pleads for Kyra to come back.

      No sooner has Kyra finished her bath, but her doorbell rings. It is the highly charismatic, but manipulative Tom, come to work his spell on Kyra – or will she see through him and his dubious ideologies this time?

It takes a special kind of director to make a psychological drama interesting to the audience, and James Hough-Neilson certainly succeeded. It also takes tremendous skill to carry out what is virtually a two-hander for 130 minutes. Emma was on stage the full time, and Gino for a large portion. All three actors were exceptional, portraying full depth to their very different characters.

Jacob set the scene with his ‘little boy lost’ dialogue, hinting to us what a lonely childhood he had experienced. Then Gino came in, showing us the self-centred restaurateur, who felt that throwing money at a situation was always the answer and that people did not really matter.

Both Gino and Emma conquered the mountain of dialogue, mingled with several challenging monologues. They incorporated the subtle changes of mood, and the personality swings wonderfully. Emma was flawless as the poor ‘sponge’, mopping up all of the muck flying around – magnificent performance.

The language of the play was at times quite crude, and I heard some of the older members commenting on it. However, the script was beautifully written and structured, so the language was appropriate to the situation.

An admirable presentation of a very difficult and thought-provoking play.

The scene (set design by Christine Ellis) is an empty stage in the St Ignatius Church Hall. Later a stage set with sitting room furnishings.

It is the mid-1970s, and so the costumes are bold patterns, lace and of course the flared trousers (costumes Gail Michalzik and Melville Theatre). The director employed the auditorium aisle in several scenes. The lighting – very good, atmospheric opening scene – was designed by Stephen Marr, and operated by Tiernan Stephens, Jason Millman and Joy Miles. Audio design was by Lindsay Goodwin and Callon Leam. Stage manager Melissa Skeffington.

       It is a rehearsal night for the local, suburban Amateur Dramatic Society. 20-year old Alan (Callon Leam) has arrived early to meet his new love, Margaret (Jay Shaw). She a woman twice his age and is married to the play’s unbearable director, Phillip (Paul Williams). As Margaret and Alan are cuddling, in the shadows lurks the new janitor, Ted (Ian Fraser) a pedantic, obstreperous man.

      The other cast members arrive, and the rehearsal begins. One of the older members, Phoebe (Julie Holmshaw) and nervous newcomer, Pat (Sarah Langridge) start reading through their parts. The third member of the scene Doris (Dee Rowlands) has not turned up, and is already an hour late, so the stage manager, Ronnie (Gino Cataldo) is given the task of filling in for Doris.

      After half an hour Doris staggers onto the stage in a terrible state, a prowler has molested her. Minutes later, someone is found dead in the kitchen.

       What evil has hit this little hamlet?

The story got off to a slow start, with a poorly written First Act, which is surprising considering the quality of the fast moving and intriguing Second Act. The authors have endeavoured to work into the First Act a bit of slapstick comedy, which – although well performed – just did not work and cheapened the story.

There were out of date references such as to ‘Chief Inspector Barlow’, a character from the exceptionally popular BBC’s 1960s series, ‘Softly, Softly’. However, the actors battled on and the end of the performance was filled with suspense and some fine performances.

The cast performed well, and rose to the occasion – when the script did. The play has a good story thread, and is certainly worth seeing. Can you guess who the killer is?

The stage setting for all of the plays is a black backcloth and several pieces of well-chosen furniture. The lighting for all shows is by Jacob Anderson, the sound by Ryan Perrin.

‘Deadly Relations’ is the latest, 50-minute play written and directed by local lad, Bob Charteris. His plays are usually comedies, with this being his first mystery / thriller – but still with a few chuckles thrown in.

        A middle-aged man, Mr Owens (Alan Bascombe), is pouring himself a stiff drink as he and his secretary (Gael Campbell-Young) await news. The doctor (Alan Brock) has been called and is in the bedroom attending Owens’ dying wife. Soon the doctor announces the tragic news that Mrs Owens has passed away. The couple are stunned – the wife was so young.  

      No sooner had the doctor left, than the doorbell rang. It was a police inspector (Ron Arthurs) investigating a hit and run, a couple of weeks earlier.

     A few days later, just as Mr Owens is getting a little grieving time, a smartly dressed, officious woman (Lynda Hunt) arrives at the home.

 Bob has produced a fun script, with good dialogue. At the end of each scene of this quirky one-Act play, he throws in a surprise or red herring. The audience loved it.

‘Screaming Inside’ is a superbly written, 35-minute piece, by an accomplished writer, Sean Byrne. Directed by Sean Byrne and Jason Pearce.

        It is now some time since teenage Alison died, and her mother (Dale James) is drinking a little more than she should – to help her cope with her loss. She explains her feelings and the emptiness of her new life. She seems to get little compassion from her husband, who is more like a mute ornament in the corner of the room.

The story threads are well blended and the amount of skill involved is undeniable. Directing a 35-minute monologue is very difficult, as one tries to keep up the visual interest and find different tasks for the actor to perform, nevertheless, Sean and Jason Pearce have conquered this challenge.

The acting was first class, although with so much drapery around a little more voice projection would have been helpful.

Sadly, the final result was very heavy going with little light relief. You know when you ask someone how he or she is feeling and they then go on for 35 minutes, telling you in great and intimate detail every ailment known to man, ennui develops rapidly. I felt the same with this play.

A huge amount of talent, highly respected, plenty of admirable qualities – but with little likely public appeal. My eyelids drooped.

‘Stones’ is the second, 30-minute part of this pigeon pair for the above play. Another monologue, again written by gifted Sean Byrne, and directed by Sean Byrne and Jason Pearce.

       It is now the turn of the husband; Steven (Gino Cataldo), who, deep down has also been shattered by the death of his daughter. However, he is tackling the problems thrown at him with a very different approach.

Another fine performance, with the monologue cleverly written in a more masculine style. This contrasted perfectly with the mother’s sensitive and emotional approach.

Many of the comments for the last play are applicable to this one.

Joanna is a world respected author, and one of Australia’s most successful writers. Her themes of ‘feminism’ and the ‘suppressed masses by the privileged’, has, at times, brought her writing vitriolic opposition, whilst others have said that she inhabits her characters and is a leader with compassion.

The Garrick Theatre Club presentation can be seen at the Garrick Theatre, 16 Meadow Street, Guildford. The curtain rises on this 90-minute production every Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights at 8.00 until 18^th October. There are Sunday matinees at 2.00 pm.

The setting is an artist’s studio at 5.30 on a Thursday evening. The room is painted in light grey with silver woodwork (naff). Around the walls are tapestries, drapes and paintings. There are piles of artworks of several genres leaning on the walls waiting to be completed. Centre stage is a double bed, to the side a sofa and an artist’s table loaded with paints. Good Bohemian atmosphere.

       A young artist, Isabel (Katrina Murphy), is restoring van Eyck’s ‘Arnolfini Portrait’ depicting a young man and his pregnant wife. The front door opens and a man enters, he is William (Gino Cataldo) Isabel’s ex-husband, her love from a relationship that quite simply and inexplicably crumbled.

      William is an internationally famous film star, and is about to fly to Paris to get married for a second time. However, Isabel – still deeply in love with him – has contacted him and asked for 90 minutes of his time before the wedding ceremony, which William has agreed to.

      At great inconvenience to himself, William gives Isabel the 90 minutes she wants. In this time, they go through their life together since meeting, examining the rough with the smooth. They appear to prefer self-reflection rather than truly studying their relationship together.

   Will William, seeing their bonds as unbreakable, cancel the immanent wedding? Alternatively, will he leave his memories behind?

Director Brendan Ellis and his assistant Dale James have selected a wonderful cast for such an emotionally challenging play. Katrina was outstanding; she was alive, vibrant and totally involved with the character that she was playing. She was loving, sexy, caring and at one stage had tear-filled eyes. I heard someone saying that they thought Gino was slow to warm up, but he played a man that had been summoned by his ex-wife to have a meaningful chat. William would have been most apprehensive and defensive. In the script, it is clear that William has not been fully aware of the true depth of Isabel’s love for him. With the flashbacks, both actors changed their demeanour back and forth perfectly. It was in these flashbacks that both actors had tricky monologues, spoken directly to the audience with lowered lighting and just a single spot illuminating them.

Clayton Reichert and Josh Harris’ lighting was warm and soft for the flashbacks and of a cold hue for real life. Most effective. Clayton also designed the sound that was accurately synchronised by Angela Donlan and Brendan Ellis.

I must apologise for the fact that for the first time in five years I had a visual migraine and felt really ill, mid play. When I had my head in my hands, sitting in the front row, the poor actors musty have thought that I was hating every second. Again, sorry.

A tricky play to perform, but very well carried off by the magnificent cast who captured the emotions beautifully.