I have no regrets. Well, not alot. There's a few.
Oh dear lord what is to become of me?
My day has been spent day-dreaming mostly, I left my iPod at home for the majority of the day which is most unlike me. Listening to people around me, my feet slapping the pavement and the angry drivers all fuelled up for road rage are not adequate substitute or a soundtrack to my life. I have decided that listening to music whilst making the three minutes (I timed it) walk to college is far better for my own sanity, if nothing else.
So tomorrow I will not forget to pack it...
Wednesday
Tuesday
Winning had concerns that my Trainspotting review was too good.
I say if something goes well you celebrate it- criticising, when it is constructive is very important but I don't think Trainspotting had problems this week... after the get-in!
I have decided that the man from delmonte should always say no- otherwise he does way too much and all the oranges will fall out of the basket...
I get what I mean, it's like a wanky metaphor only better...
I say if something goes well you celebrate it- criticising, when it is constructive is very important but I don't think Trainspotting had problems this week... after the get-in!
I have decided that the man from delmonte should always say no- otherwise he does way too much and all the oranges will fall out of the basket...
I get what I mean, it's like a wanky metaphor only better...
Saturday
Junkies take to the stage.-
UCC Dramat opened the season with Irvine Welsh’s hard-hitting play “Trainspotting” directed by Jody Quirke with Katie O’ Farrell as assistant director. This harsh worded, scantly clad out look of a suburbia hell brought to the fore by the flick of a heroin syringe is close to the bone for any audience. Quirke and O’ Farrell directed with unabashed liberties taken from the script and made the brave decision not to hold back with regard to content. “Leave your inhibitions at the door” was the advice in the director’s notes.
There must not have been many inhibitions in Cork City this week as the show’s entire run sold out. The success of the show is down to clear concise directing, a familiar and well liked story and a strong cast. With waiting lists attached to every night the show was, in the best sense of the word, a sell out.
Lighting and sound complimented the script and derelict train station set well. The cold truth of a blue light reflecting off the faces of the hopeless brought the cruelty of the characters world to the audience’s attention. The soundtrack was fitting with a nineties appreciation that had feet tapping at the end of scene.
Aron Hegarthy was leading man playing Mark. This was Hegarthy’s first Dramat show. He played the character with awash of humour, spot on Scottish accent and also gained the sympathy and empathy of the audience. He was clearly a perfect choice to lead this play. His supporting cast was flawless in their hard-hitting truthful monologues that were sporadic throughout the two hours run. This is hopefully not the last we will hear from this highly commendable and strong ensemble.
Ciara Guiry
UCC Dramat opened the season with Irvine Welsh’s hard-hitting play “Trainspotting” directed by Jody Quirke with Katie O’ Farrell as assistant director. This harsh worded, scantly clad out look of a suburbia hell brought to the fore by the flick of a heroin syringe is close to the bone for any audience. Quirke and O’ Farrell directed with unabashed liberties taken from the script and made the brave decision not to hold back with regard to content. “Leave your inhibitions at the door” was the advice in the director’s notes.
There must not have been many inhibitions in Cork City this week as the show’s entire run sold out. The success of the show is down to clear concise directing, a familiar and well liked story and a strong cast. With waiting lists attached to every night the show was, in the best sense of the word, a sell out.
Lighting and sound complimented the script and derelict train station set well. The cold truth of a blue light reflecting off the faces of the hopeless brought the cruelty of the characters world to the audience’s attention. The soundtrack was fitting with a nineties appreciation that had feet tapping at the end of scene.
Aron Hegarthy was leading man playing Mark. This was Hegarthy’s first Dramat show. He played the character with awash of humour, spot on Scottish accent and also gained the sympathy and empathy of the audience. He was clearly a perfect choice to lead this play. His supporting cast was flawless in their hard-hitting truthful monologues that were sporadic throughout the two hours run. This is hopefully not the last we will hear from this highly commendable and strong ensemble.
Ciara Guiry
Friday
auschwitz is the worst word in the world- I have tried to learn to spell it for the last ten minutes to no avail. It is driving me crazy, I can't imagine the housemates think I am that normal given I have been chanting the word for countless minutes n ow- they probably want me out.
I have an exam in.... under two hours. It is on the novel Times Arrow written by Martin Amis. Apparently it's great. The writer decided to confuse the shite out of me by starting the book at the end. As in we are first introduced to the book with the death of the Nazi Doctor (as he is referred too countless times online...) in an automobile accident in the U.S.
We are then brought back in time as he gets younger and younger and then back to his birth in Germany.My favourite part and idea of the book is when the author simply states that he wants to slow things down, he wants things to stop with some pauses, he would like a semi colon and then the last sentence is structured in such a way that there is a semi colon.
The book deals with the Holocaust which is considered the "central event of the 20th century". Amis goes backwards in an attempt to show the irony of the ideology behind the Holocaust, which was apparently that killing was a healing process- clearly people are mental.
Basically the book is arse ways- it is all about how we would be better off to live a full life and then dies as babies. So the arrow of life is going in the opposite direction.
I give me a first.
I have an exam in.... under two hours. It is on the novel Times Arrow written by Martin Amis. Apparently it's great. The writer decided to confuse the shite out of me by starting the book at the end. As in we are first introduced to the book with the death of the Nazi Doctor (as he is referred too countless times online...) in an automobile accident in the U.S.
We are then brought back in time as he gets younger and younger and then back to his birth in Germany.My favourite part and idea of the book is when the author simply states that he wants to slow things down, he wants things to stop with some pauses, he would like a semi colon and then the last sentence is structured in such a way that there is a semi colon.
The book deals with the Holocaust which is considered the "central event of the 20th century". Amis goes backwards in an attempt to show the irony of the ideology behind the Holocaust, which was apparently that killing was a healing process- clearly people are mental.
Basically the book is arse ways- it is all about how we would be better off to live a full life and then dies as babies. So the arrow of life is going in the opposite direction.
I give me a first.
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