‘You might at least say thank you, Jenny. I’ve been out digging a hole for your boyfriend all night. Not to mention severing his legs. Have you ever severed a leg? It’s not as easy as it looks. Not with a blunt spade.’Jane is a housewife. James sells guns. They live in one of the larger cities in Our Country and are both terrified of ethnic youths who might well be wearing hoods and carrying knives, or something. All is well in the Jones household, until their sexually frustrated eighteen-year-old daughter Jenny brings home her new boyfriend, Kwesi Abalo… A visceral, smart, brutally hilarious play about prejudice, arms dealing, and what it means to be English.
A timeless tale of ordinary terror. Josef K’s thirty-fifth birthday begins with a knock on his door. Three sinister agents have arrived from an unidentified agency to arrest him for unidentified crimes. But this is no birthday prank – this is life or death. So begins K’s dark descent into a waking nightmare of bizarre humiliations and compulsive procedures.
‘we do what we’re supposed to and the world’s a better place, right?’ Welcome to Fiji Land. Things are very simple here. Listen for the alarm. Smile for the camera. Follow orders. Grainer, Tanc and Wolstead are here to keep watch, guard the prisoners, and try to stay cool. Or possibly warm. fiji land is a surreal and incisive play about the very real things that happen when cell doors shut and the world looks away. ‘as long as we’re safe, we don’t want to know what’s going on to keep it that way, do we?’