Fat Ham is self-aware of its nature as an adaptation, twisting the audience’s familiarity with both Hamlet and Blackness to disrupt their assumptions of who these characters are as people.
Winter Solstice left me in a state of tension — pondering whether, in a similar situation, I’d be more likely to flirt with or kill a potentially evil man.
As a new parent, I was thrilled at the prospect of returning to the theatre and introducing my baby to what, at one time, used to take up two or three nights a week of my life.