Period piece
Hotel Sorrento, by lefty agitpropper Hannie Rayson, is supposedly one of the classics of the modern Australian theatre. However, in its current revival, even the Age's Helen Thomson finds it somewhat dusty (no link yet):
"16 years on, its focus on Australian national identity seems like the last gasp of a now nearly irrelevant preoccupation...a faded sepia version of an affectionately remembered photograph of where we were in 1990".
Helen Thomson, we must recall, is a reviewer normally so generous - especially to pets like Rayson - that if you set fire to a bucket of dung on stage, she would find something good to say about it ("searing indictment of Bush's America ...passionate...incendiary..etc.").
Hotel Sorrento, by lefty agitpropper Hannie Rayson, is supposedly one of the classics of the modern Australian theatre. However, in its current revival, even the Age's Helen Thomson finds it somewhat dusty (no link yet):
"16 years on, its focus on Australian national identity seems like the last gasp of a now nearly irrelevant preoccupation...a faded sepia version of an affectionately remembered photograph of where we were in 1990".
Helen Thomson, we must recall, is a reviewer normally so generous - especially to pets like Rayson - that if you set fire to a bucket of dung on stage, she would find something good to say about it ("searing indictment of Bush's America ...passionate...incendiary..etc.").
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