Truth’s a Dog Must to Kennel

“For Crouch, in a post-pandemic world where the narcissists and despots are in control, it is as if we ourselves are at the turbulent centre of King Lear, searching for those old-fashioned values of decency and respect. Somehow locked into all that is the idea of theatre itself; the possibility of a group of people gathering just to listen, to empathise, to reflect, with nothing more than a man and a headset to put ideas in our heads.”

The Guardian

Not here but in another place. In another place the country is being torn apart. Not in this place, remember, but in that other place the leader has lost control, people are being killed, someone is blinded. But not here, you understand, not in this theatre here. Not this one. Here, everything’s just fine. Everything’s hilarious. The Fool leaves King Lear before the blinding. Before the killing starts. Before the ice-creams in the interval. In this new solo work, Tim Crouch sends the Fool back to the future of the play that he left. King Lear meets stand-up meets the metaverse.