One night, a couple are attacked on the street, Sam appears to chase a mugger away, he returns to a devastated Molly cradling his bloodied corpse and realises he’s dead.
Oh wait - that’s Ghost (1990).
Well, one of us keeps dying.
We’ve been apart for a while and things are feeling different.
Come and see us try again after 6 years.
Our bodies are different - its taken a long time to grow together - like formations in a cave - we’re here to re-emerge.
How long does it take for stalagmites to form? I’m not sure we have that much time...
One of us keeps dying.
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Great theatre, lovely young team, brilliant supportive diverse programming, the only theatre I can think of that is currently supporting so many theatremakers.
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