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ED2011 4/5 Reviews ED2011 Theatre Reviews
Berkoff’s Hell (George Dillon)
By Paul Collins | Published on Wednesday 31 August 2011
The lighting design will probably pass unnoticed by most audience members – yet for me, this is the devilishly scarlet cherry on top of George Dillon’s performance. Deep red side-lighting directed onto Dillon’s naked back evokes a typically Romantic image of the unforgiving fiery pits of inferno. In contrast, bone-white lighting falling on his face brings to mind the Renaissance notion that hell exists in the imagination. Caught in limbo between the red and white is Dillon, perched on a stool, showing us what hell means to him: loneliness. Hell is around him, and hell is himself. Unsettling yet amusing, his monologue stands alone as a compelling piece of theatre, made all the more vivid by the lighting and sound.
Spotlites at The Merchants’ Hall, 24, 26 Aug, times vary, £6.00 – £9.00, fpp243.
tw rating 4/5
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