Theatre West


Spring Production

Our visit to the Bristol Old Vic in January 2004 saw us present the Bristol premiere of Catherine Johnson's (Mamma Mia!, Too Much Too Young) raucous, in your face blockbuster of a play Shang-a-lang in which three Bristol girls find adventure, love and sexual liberation as they relive their heyday in the Tartan Army.

The girls singing 'Blockbuster' at the top of the show

Autumn Season

We did it once and we liked it so much that we did it again.

After the rip-roaring success of our 2003 season, our first featuring only new writing, in autumn 2004 we presented another five brand new plays.

Corrupts Absolutely
by Adam Tindall
Four women find themselves trapped by an omniscient and omnipresent creature whose only request is that they "do something interesting". In return they are granted absolute power.
If power tends to corrupt, absolute power corrupts absolutely and all power relationships are reversible, then who the hell is really in charge?
Corrupts Absolutely
The Fun Factory
by Mark Breckon
"You people, you dream of the big time. Do you really know what you'd be getting?"
Another night at struggling local comedy club The Fun Factory. Compere Gaz is raring to go. Lisa nervously awaits her first ever open-spot. And seasoned-pro Robbie will be delivering precisely the same material he's been doing since Edinburgh 1994. But who is tonight's mystery star guest and why exactly has he agreed to appear here?
Fun Factory
by David Carter
Frank is back. Once should be enough, but here he is again, waiting in reception. As he sits and smokes, Sarah eyes him up as a potential ally. After all, they're both in for the same thing and both are certain they don't want to be there. But leaving presents another set of problems, and problems are something they both share in vast quantity.
As these two damaged people make a fragile connection in the midst of their chaotic lives, it seems that waiting in reception can reveal more than an hour with a good therapist.
Wild Lunch
by Katie Hims
Jane would like to invite the Bridgemans but Bill is none too keen. Bill worries that they will wreck his enjoyment of the lemon dessert. Little does he realise that it's not just the lemony tang on his tongue that's about to be wrecked forever.
Seven expats wish they could ignore the truth about the country they live in and just finish their lunch.
Wild Lunch
by Steve Hennessy
The composer Musorgsky ('Pictures at an Exhibition,' 'Songs and Dances of Death.') has disappeared on another bender. "Besides the drinking, epilepsy and strokes, I'm afraid he's also a bit mad," says his doctor. Wandering around in the freezing Russian winter, how deep a hold will the madness take? And as the blizzard and delirium intensifies, who are those ghosts looming through the snow?
A headlong chase through the streets of nineteenth century St. Petersburg.