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MYTH
(1986) |
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In 'Myth' Tellywoman
invaded the Porta-Pak-Extenda Theatre, a sort of kit-form cardboard set,
and set about disrupting the show. Even when switched off & unplugged
she still managed to saturate the airwaves. Eventually, in the form of
the massively pneumatic Blue Woman she enveloped all: and so T.V. triumphed
over the Live act. |
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PLANTS,
VAMPIRES & CRAZY KINGS (1985) |
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Coloured fluids pumped
round a higgledy-piggledy polythene Garden Centre backyard in one of Forkbeard's
nightmare Horror comedies. Biker son Derek with polluted blood, dubious
claims to Throne and vampire tendencies; nevertheless likes Nature, Heavy
Metal and going down the pub with Brian & Tracy. Ranting Mother Proprietress
with cottage loaf for hair-bun. Ashes of forebears root-feed the ancestral
wheel-about Bonzai Garden. |
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GHOSTS
(1985) |
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The audience sees the
Ghost Hunter approach the window from across the fields in Film, before
he bursts through the door in person. The room he enters is like a Medieval
spaceship with the world contained in the middle, and nothing beyond its
bitten-off floorboards. Here he will meet Doormat, the Butler, at present
hovering below ten gallons of green jelly. |
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THE
COLD FRAME (1984) |
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Taylor's backyard is invaded by tinpot Major arriving through giant military head which mushrooms out of coldframe. |
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SPRINGTIME
(1983) |
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The desire to use springs led first to the idea of a Sacred Spring on springs, then to a church on springs, and so to the story of rival monasteries and legendary tipples. |
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THE
LIBRARY SSS-SSHOW (1983) |
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3 tons of books at £10
a ton, some in swaying piles, mostly shelved precariously for the cataclysmic
finale. A Cult Author invites the audience to witness his exploration
of a magnificent library encapsulated behind a vast white membrane. When
he cuts his way in with a scalpel, and the bleeding membrane is cut away,
he finds himself on the wrong floor. He is somewhere deep within the library's
bowels, in a dingy world where flabby bookworms scuttle beneath mounds
of disemboweled books, and two lugubrious look-alike Librarians hunt them
with 6 inch nails. |
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