From the opening minutes of Barrie Kosky and Tom Wright's adaptation of
Euripides' The Women of Troy it is apparent that while some classic
plays might present directors with an uphill battle to make them
relevant and less remote to a modern audience, this anti-war drama is
not one of them.
From under her swirl of raven black hair Meow Meow glances up at a
projected image of herself and simpers with mocking surprise, "Oooh I
am beautiful".
If you saw any of the recent footage, at one point heading every news
bulletin last Sunday night, of Haitian women entangled in razor wire
during a rush for food aid while aid workers were desperately trying to
maintain control, it might have momentarily disturbed you.
I have been in love with Tommy Murphy for quite some time now. I don't
feel stupid writing this because I know other theatre junkies who feel
the same way. See one of his plays and you'll find yourself dancing for
days.
