Feral Productions raise a glass to pub life with Four Corners at the Spread Eagle (From Hereford Times)
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Feral Productions raise a glass to pub life with Four Corners at the Spread Eagle
SINCE their first exciting production, the Gingerbread House, Feral Productions have proved they can be relied on to deliver thought-provoking and engaging drama with a difference. And their latest work, Four Corners, which played to packed houses last week at The Spread Eagle, was no exception.
Not home, not work, the pub is the ‘third place’, a haven for many from real life and Four Corners exactly captured the sense of the pub as a place where who you are is less significant than who you want to be. Opening with a beautifully written monologue, movingly delivered by Rab Handleigh, we were drawn into the drama of a man’s first attempt at a date after the breakdown of his relationship with the love of his life.
Elsewhere in the pub, other small dramas are being played out – the working mother who claws back a precious hour between office and home to be herself, the schoolboy who’s attracted a coterie of nurses, all convinced that he’s old enough for what they and he have in mind …. And the vulnerability and self-loathing of a woman who’s come to meet a man she met at her mother’s funeral is deftly revealed in just a few words. All this cleverly underlined as other drinkers found particularly apposite solutions to crossword clues.
Four Corners closes, as a night in the pub often will, with strangers drunkenly dancing with each other, an exhilarating and exciting end to the evening, a break-out from normal life, a memory to be ferreted away as the cold light of the next day dawns.
Inventiveness, wit, great writing and music are the hallmarks of a Feral piece and Four Corners didn’t disappoint. The pub offers a wealth of possibilities and a limitless range of characters, and Feral took full advantage of those possibilities to offer telling vignettes of lives that are otherwise only guessed at.