Wednesday 30 July 2014

The Hardy Theatre Company's production of Where Nothing Arrives by Abram Rooney, Tristan Bates Theatre, Camden Fringe, Tuesday 29th July 2014

Two men sit in an empty room apparently waiting for something. The play starts with general banter, the sort of manly musings that you can hear in any pub after work. As time passes the banter adopts a more serious edge. Harder topics are discussed, such as the inevitable demise of us all, but none is pursued for long before the conversation twists in a new direction.

The two characters are well developed and portrayed. There is “Harry”, who at first seems more thoughtful and contemplative about them being in the room, and there is “Steve”, a typical east-ender with a bold stance and no-nonsense attitude. As time passes and the discussion focuses on Harry’s weaknesses, he begins to fall apart aided by a furtive ingestion of alcohol and drugs when Steve’s back is turned, whilst Steve reveals that he is the true deep thinker and philosopher of the pair.

This piece has moments of violence, tenderness and humour with believable and natural dialogue. Steve was played especially well and consistently throughout. Harry’s physicalisation was extremely good when he was acutely suffering the physical and emotional effects of the drugs although he seemed to recover remarkably quickly. The empty space is used to good effect as well, taking on dimensions determined by the characters so we develop a sense of surroundings as we learn more about the two men and the world they inhabit. My only real criticism of this piece is that sometimes the conversations were cut short too soon but this is tempered by the fact that there was a lot packed into one hour.


We never discover what they are doing in the room, nor what they are waiting for and we never get to hear the clue Harry repeatedly asks for. However, as the piece progressed I lost interest in why they were there and only wanted to know what they were going to say or do next. 

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