I have just been to watch a production of Martin McDonagh's The Pillowman and it exceeded all my expectations. There is something particularly inspiring about watching talented people... I think I've touched on this theme before; it helps you to bridge the gap between the impossible and the impossibly mundane. It makes you a little giddy and you start to consider all sorts of things...
... From the depths of the suburbs, the maniacal laughter of a man who, even now, realises that it might not be too late...
Opinion and analysis from a student at, what was, the 93rd best academic institution in the whole United Kingdom
About Me
- N.F. Hampton
- An aspiring writer trapped in the never-ending suburbs at the edge of G. London
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- The case against Martin Buber...
- All bright and glittering in the smokeless air
- November in the Railroad Earth
- Western Pope Culture (sic)
- Palaces, mobs and world domination
- Minor victory / Dreams
- The immortal wisdom of Glenn Frey, Don Henley and ...
- Out of the depths
- My new compound fantasy, layered upon the memory o...
- Misplaced optimism
- Political fireworks and fireworks generally
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