Oslo International Theatre presents the Norwegian premiere of

Attempts on Her Life

by Martin Crimp

a rehearsed reading at Vardeteatret in Oslo

Translated by: Katharina Gellein Viken

Directed by: Øystein Ulsberg Brager

With: Katharina Gellein Viken, Christoffer Hag Maure, Robert Rustad Amundsen og Torgny G. Aanderaa

Produced by: Michael H. Sciarrone

Thursday 11th March at 7pm at Vardeteatret, Rådhusgt. 19 in Oslo, Norway

Tickets can be reservered via oslointernasjonaleteater@gmail.com

Attempts on Her Life is a modern masterpiece by British dramatist Martin Crimp.

When it burst onto stage in 1997 at London’s Royal Court theatre it created both immense excitement and considerable bafflement. It’s the work of a freewheeling imagination in which seventeen scenarios collide to create the portrait of a highly ambiguous character called ‘Anne’. With each scenario we are presented with a different facet of her enigma. Is she a porn star, an international terrorist, a victim of aliens, a physicist or indeed a make of car? Martin Crimp presents us with all these options in this virtuosic tour de force of a play which is by turns funny, shocking, entertaining and sad. More than a decade after its’ premiere Attempts on Her Life has become an established modern classic and a major influence on young writers the world over. OIT is proud to present the first reading of this extraordinary piece in Norway in a brand new translation by Katharina Gellein Viken.

Welcome to Attempts on Her Life!

Philip Thorne

Joint artistic director of Imploding Fictions and dramaturg for Oslo International Teater

About Crimp and Attempts on Her Life:

The most radically interrogative play in western mainstream theatre since Beckett.

Mary Luckhurst

The piece has a kaleidoscopic vigour … It is driven by a radical contempt for the new global capitalism and its attempt to turn us all into peripatetic, depersonalised consumers … He may have dispensed with plot and characters,  but he has proved that the act of theatre can still survive if it is propelled by moral fervour.

Michael Billington, Guardian

This is what the brave new theatre of the 21st Century will look like – both on stage and on the page.

Nicholas de Jongh

[Crimp] has an extraordinary fastidiousness about language … He displays the formal bravura of one who delights in his craft.

Independent on Sunday (om Crimps The Country)

Martin Crimp is one of the hottest properties in Europe.

Guardian

For more information on OIT see:

http://oslointernasjonaleteater.wordpress.com

Oslo International Theatre is a project run by Imploding Fictions:

www.implodingfictions.com

Attempts on her Life by Martin Crimp was first presented by the English Stage Company at the Royal Court Theatre.

Publisher: Nordiska ApS

Photo from OITs reading of Seven Other Children by Richard Stirling. From the left: Sveinung Oppegaard and Torgny G. Aanderaa. Copyright: Michael H. Sciarrone

- Oystein

Hannah, Sammy and the two Hamletmachine robots, photo: Tamás Kiraly

We come straight from another two successful Hamletmachine performances at the lovely Théâtre la Vignette in Montpellier, to a completely new departure in Oslo: We are starting Oslo International Theatre (OIT), our first big project in Norway. Below you find an invitation (both in Norwegian and English) to our very first rehearsed reading. We hope to see you there!

INVITASJON

Oslo Internasjonale Teater inviterer til iscenesatt lesning av

Sju Jødiske Barn av Caryl Churchill og Sju Andre Barn av Richard Stirling

med påfølgende paneldebatt

Tid: 12. november klokken 19:00

Sted: Vardeteatret, Rådhusgata 19, Oslo

Pris: Fri entré, innsamling til inntekt for Medical Aid for Palestinians og One Voice Movement

Medvirkende: Terje Skonseng Naudeer, Thea Borring Lande, Sveinung Oppegaard, Torgny Aanderaa, Ingrid Askvik og Tor Itai Keilen

Regi: Øystein Ulsberg Brager

OIT presenterer Sju Jødiske Barn av Caryl Churchill og Sju Andre Barn av Richard Stirling med påfølgende paneldebatt, og stiller spørsmålet: Hvilken rolle kan dramatikken spille i forhold til konfliktsituasjoner verden over? Deltagere i panelet er blant annet Gunnar Germundson fra Dramatikerforbundet og litteraturviter Rana Issa. Dramaturg Njål Mjøs leder debatten. Det er fri entré, og OIT vil etter dramatikernes ønske samle inn penger som deles likt mellom Medical Aid for Palestine og One Voice Movement.

Det er begrenset med publikumskapasitet, så hvis du ønsker å sikre plass er det mulig å sende epost med navn og antall publikumere til: oslointernasjonaleteater@gmail.com

Vi vil etterhvert opprette en egen mailingliste for OIT som kun omhandler våre arrangementer i Norge. Om du ønsker å stå på denne er det hyggelig om du sender en email med «Påmelding OIT nyhetsbrev» i emnefeltet til: oslointernasjonaleteater@gmail.com

Mer info finnes på http://oslointernasjonaleteater.wordpress.com

Vi håper du kan komme torsdag 12. november!

Hamletmachine in Montpellier, photo: Tamás Kiraly

INVITATION

Oslo International Theatre invites you to a rehearsed reading of

Seven Jewish Children by Caryl Churchill and Seven Other Children by Richard Stirling with a following panel debate

When: 12th November at 7pm

Where: Vardeteatret, Rådhusgata 19, Oslo, Norway

Entry: Free, a collection is made for Medical Aid for Palestinians and One Voice Movement

Cast: Terje Skonseng Naudeer, Thea Borring Lande, Sveinung Oppegaard, Torgny Aanderaa, Ingrid Askvik and Tor Itai Keilen

Directed by: Oystein Ulsberg Brager

The reading will take place in Norwegian.

OIT presents Seven Jewish Children Caryl Churchill and Seven Other Children by Richard Stirling with a following panel debate. We ask the question: What role can the theatre play in relation to areas of conflict around the world? Amongst others the leader of the Norwegian Playwrights’ Organisation, Gunnar Germundson, and fellow of the University of Marburg, Rana Issa, will participate in the debate, which will be moderated by dramaturg Njål Mjøs. Entry is free, and a collection will be made benefitting Medical Aid for Palestinians and One Voice Movement equally.

Audience numbers are limited, so if you wish to reserve a seat please send us an email with your name and the number of people to oslointernasjonaleteater@gmail.com.

For more info see http://oslointernasjonaleteater.wordpress.com

Welcome!

- Oystein

On the 18th and 19th August ATC and Company of Angels presented Ghosts of Past and Present, two evenings of rehearsed play readings by emerging Norwegian playwrights in association with the Arcola Theatre and supported by the Norwegian Embassy. The two plays were Blue sky, green forest by Bjørnar L. Teigen and Buy Nothing Day by Kim Atle Hansen.

The readings were directed by myself. The wonderful cast consisted of Lloyd Gorman, Amrita Acharya, Eloise Secker, Laura Prior, Hannah Pierce and Alex Packer. Lloyd Gorman also composed excellent melodies for the songs performed in Buy Nothing Day. Philip Thorne and I translated the plays, working from existing literal translations by Svein Solenes (Blue sky, green forest) and Kim Atle Hansen (Buy Nothing Day).

We were delighted that Bjornar L.Teigen, the writer of Blue sky, green forest, was able to come from Norway to see the readings. He seemed pleased with how we’d dealt with translating his play and putting it on stage, so I’m very happy about that!

The Norwegian readings were part of ATC’s Spin Off program and took place at the Arcola Theatre before the performance of ATC/Arcola Theatre’s production of Ghosts or Those Who Return by Henrik Ibsen, presented in a new version by Rebecca Lenkiewicz. The ATC production was directed by Bijan Sheibani.

For more information see www.atctheatre.com or www.companyofangels.co.uk, or http://www.atctheatre.com/index.php?plid=78&show=info

- Oystein

TNS, organizer of Festival Premières (photo: Tamas Kiraly)

Last year, after we’d performed Hamletmachine at the ITS Festival in Amsterdam, we thought: That’s it. The show’s been going for a year and a half since its first performance at BAC, this is a worthy end.

But no!  A year later, the machine is back again (no killing the machine!) and it looks like it might keep going for some time still. On 5th and 6th of June we performed at the lovely Festival Premières in Strasbourg, France. The festival was organised by Le-Maillon Theatre de Strasbourg and Theatre National Strasbourg, and the beautiful Theatre Jeune Publique hosted our show. With incredibly helpful theatre and festival staff, it was a joy to revive the show.

Theatre Jeune Publique, our riverside venue!

The festival hosted 10 shows by young directors from all over Europe. A show which made a particularly strong impression on us was Sanja Mitrovic’s Will You Ever Be Happy Again, a “docu-tale” comparing the experiences of a young Serbian, with German experiences of WW2. This was done with humour, insight and lots of energy. If you get a chance to see it, do! (It’s currently touring Europe…)

We performed Hamletmachine three times to sold out houses, participated in a platform discussion event with the other directors and were interviewed for the German/Frech TV channel ARTE. We look forward to performing in France again in the near future…

The auditorium of the TJP with some of the helpful staff

For more info on Festival s Premières see:

http://www.le-maillon.com/

- Oystein

foto: Sigrid C. Degener/ITs Festival

During Imploding Fictions’ trip to Amsterdam where we performed Hamletmachine as part of the ITs Festival, we also participated in the INSTED @ ITs program. INSTED is an international network for young theatre directors (www.insted.eu) and Pip and I have taken on the responsibility for being INSTED’s London representatives. 

The ITs or International Theatreschool Festival (www.itsfestival.nl) is a large festival presenting final work by graduating theatremakers from Belgium, the Netherlands and elsewhere. As a side program to ITs 08, INSTED invited 20 young international and 20 young Dutch theatremakers, and arranged a week of workshops, talks, networking and parties. I participated in what was called the Music Theatre Workshop (replacing the original opera workshop). This was not a workshop on how to direct musicals as one might think, but rather a series of laboratory sessions of theatre-making, focusing on how music could play an essential part in making theatre, enhancing or adding something new to a moment of theatre and also become central in the telling of a story on stage.

The workshop was consummately and engagingly lead by Thomas Spijkerman and Wilko Sterke, two young musicians and theatremakers (both young gentlemen with an impeccable sense of retro style – looking just as if they were extras in an Austin Powers movie), and we were six young directors participating. Over the course of the four days the workshop went on for, we explored the function music could have in a number of different ways: With pre-recorded music, with live music performed beautifully by Thomas and Wilko, with live music performed not necessarily always as beautifully by the rest of us, with musical- or cabaret-style singing characters, with music naturalistically woven into the scene (a character listening to music in the scene f.ex.), as background music/muzac, Hollywood style emotional underlining, abstracted sound-scenarios and as pure, unadulterated, loud, riotous, riveting, raucous, noise!

Highlight of the week: Øystein during the showing for the rest of the INSTED crowd on the last day, hammering madly on a bass guitar (I can’t play one for shit, but I can make lots of sound with it), being so encaptured – no, entranced – in the industrial, deafening, cacophonic, earpiercing soundblast, he doesn’t realize the scene is over ages ago and everyone is shouting for him to stop…

Hell yeah, give me some LOUDNESS!

(Dear Pinter; this might be the first and only time in history that one of your short playlets have been given the deaf-metal treatment. Though it was good, I’m pretty sure you don’t need worry about it happening again.)

Conclusion: If you ever come across Thomas Spijkerman or Wilko Sterke, don’t shy away. I guarantee there’s some musical fun to be had, some exciting experiments to be made and lots to learn! 

Next year: Give me a drumkit. Ooohhh yeah. 

foto: Sigrid C. Degener/ITs Festival  

Imploding Fictions’ Hamletmachine was performed at the ITs Festival at Theatre Frascati on the 23rd June 08. 

www.itsfestival.nl

http://www.itsfestival.nl/2008_nl/festivalinfo/juryguestaward.php

http://www.itsfestival.nl/2008_nl/festivalinfo/Recensies.php  

www.theaterfrascati.nl

www.implodingfictions.com 

INSTED @ ITs took place from 23rd – 29th June 08. 

www.insted.eu

http://www.itsfestival.nl/2008_nl/programma/instedatits.php

http://www.insted.eu/instedatits 

(That last web address says “Insted at ITs”, not “instead’a tits”. Just to clear that up.)

- Øystein

(Jack. One of our regulars. He played one of the robots in Hamletmachine. Great guy.)

WARNING: This blog entry contains an overload of clichéd verbal imagery, gross exaggeration, naff pop-cultural references, shameless self admiration and personal opinions. (It is, in other words, not that dissimilar to Cherie Blair’s recent biography.)

Looking at our busy schedule the last year, one might think Imploding Fictions’ projects appear like duped rabbits out of a magicians hat (“What’s with the bright light? How did I get here? Why do my ears hurt?”), pearls on a string (Norwegian expression. Don’t ask.), train carriages out of a tunnel, one following the other, or that they fall into place like dominos or double cherries on a slot machine (Keeeerching!!!). 

(Sammy, doing his impression of a confused rabbit.)

Although all these analogies might carry some truth (particularly the ‘Keerching’ bit),  the actual experience is more like this:

It is like looking at a door.

A large, calm, white door. Impeccably painted, nicely framed and comfortably closed. It is the kind of door that fills you with peace inside, like a door of good karma, a haven of light wood and worry-less tranquility. 

Then.

All of a sudden a massive, kick-arse axe comes hacking its way loudly through the all-too-soft wood in a single smashing blow. Splinters fly everywhere and through the jagged hole a new project rears its ugly head and grins shamelessly in our face exclaiming: 

“He-e-e-ere’s Johnny!!!”

“Keerching!”

In fact, I don’t believe the experience from the inside of the Imploding Fictions vehicle even remotely resembles the viewpoint from the outside. From the corner of the sofa, with a beer and a bowl of popcorn, the Formula 1 racing car is a feast for the eye, a glistening, gleaming beam of light through the dust of the racing track, with a low, humming drone gently caressing your ears emerging from the speakers of the TV-set. From inside the cockpit on the other hand, the scandi-anglo-germanic co-pilots experience a brain mushing, blood curling G-force, battling neck breaking acceleration (Buckle up, cowboy! Let’s ride!) and the noise is like having a 10-inch nail hammered ruthlessly through your eardrums. 

Metaphorically speaking, that is.

Metaphorically speaking, Imploding Fictions is like a Formula 1 car where the pan-european construction team with a combination of luck and utter foolishness built the engine out of the spare parts of a space rocket – but completely forgot to install brakes. 

Or, it is like the baby in Lynch’s Erasorhead (the cutest baby ever to hit the silver screen!); a demanding, devouring, desperate creature with an excess of growth hormone, a living thing which has to be fed and tended to every day, like a mean green mother from outer space and it’s bad… But like any living creature, worthy of of love and respect (This is where the blog goes soppy, look out. Get your handkerchiefs lined up), having become something we crave for, enjoy (why else would we be doing it?) and ultimately depend on. 

It is not something we can really drop or forget, it is not just an object or a concept or simply a legal entity, it is more than that. Something that can perhaps only be expressed through metaphor:

Imploding Fictions is like waking up in the morning, discovering that you have been chained to a rodeo-bull who can’t tell anger management from nuclear warfare just about to be severely stung on his crown jewels by a bee with the wrong sense of humor. 

(Example of bee with the wrong sense of humour.)

It is both our Mr. Hyde and our super hero alter ego. 
Our anagram.
That which you read between the lines.
It is our hidden treasure and the life-size map to find it.
Our fun fair mirror room reflection.
Us without the make up on.

A stack of yellow bricks next to a big, blinking neon sign saying: 

“Grab your sand and bubble-fluid, guys!
It might mix nicely into mortar!” 

You can read more about Imploding Fictions’ various projects on http://www.implodingfictions.com.

- Øystein

The distinct smell of make up, boiled sweets and cheap champagne hangs in the air. We are unpacking our BAC scratch show of bad jokes, bad acting and bad taste and turning it into a full length evening of misjudged razzle dazzle for the Frascati Theatre in Amsterdam. 

Now you see it, now you don’t is essentially the debris of a clown act, a topsy turvy magic show. The principles of showmanship are deconstructed… hence, build up and punch-line are presented in the wrong order, the magical effect pre-empts its presentation. What should be fast and snazzy and glam is rendered through slow-motion, while the actual ‘trick’ is understated to the point whereby it almost escapes attention… 

The idea for the show was spurned through a simple fascination for the processes of a repeated joke: its journey from amusement, to becoming a running gag, to becoming a crushing bore and finally through stubborn persistence finding its way back into a warped kind of humour. Now you see it, now you don’t plays with such perceptual shifts and the slippery proximity of laughter and embarrassment, tragedy and comedy, wit and stupidity. The piece also owes a lot to our admiration for Tommy Cooper, and we’ve been watching far too much Jan Svankmajer latley. 

And there will be confetti. Lots of it. There will be so much confetti that you will never want to see the bright frivolous stuff ever again.

Two clowns sit opposite the audience. It is the day after the party. After the show. Possibly after the last ever show. Shards of the old act are performed out of context and gags are riffed. An unaffected, lazy, drunken haze seems to lie over the whole thing, which somehow seems to magnify the oiled routines – their absurdity, their construction and their addictive appeal. 

Now you see it; now you don’t is a celebration of failure, a bid to give drinking games the title of art, and an attempt to salvage the world through an overabundance of confetti. 

- Philip

Together with INSTED we were invited to the Körber Studio Junge Regie 2008 in Hamburg, Germany’s annual symposium for young directors. We lived in a place just of the Reeperbahn (probably the most decadent street in Europe), but even so nightlife was eclipsed by a full on schedule that seemed devised to test even the toughest theatre junkie. 

The regular programme:  show for breakfast, four hour afternoon debate about the previous shows, supper (this was invariably soup), first play of the evening followed by an audience discussion, second play of the evening followed by an audience discussion, then a ‘party’ (which was another play, only this time you were allowed to bring in a glass of wine). 

So, this was the ‘basic programme’ around which were scheduled a series of special events, shows, talks and debates, including a lecture with postdramatic theatre gurus Hans Thies Lehmann and Heiner Goebbels.

By the end of six days we had seen nineteen shows. You can read the previous sentence again if you like.

Being invited to the Körber Studio Junge Regie in Hamburg is equivalent to being waved onto a roller-coaster escapade through the current trends of contemporary German theatre. It would be an interesting sociological experiment to force Charles Spencer through the experience. My guess is that he’d explode in a fit of indignation. 

With neat regularity Spencer accuses people like Katie Mitchell of ‘smashing up the classics’, taking ‘outrageous liberties’ and ‘not serving the intentions of the dead playwright’ (actual quotes!!!) On evidence of Körber Studio 2008 faithfully reconstructing classics is certainly not what German theatre is about. It dismantles them, reconfigures them into new constellations, probes them for contemporary relevance or exposes ideological clashes with current thinking. The productions we saw of Woyzek, Hamlet, Hedda Gabler and Elektra were not attempts at reconstructing Büchner, Shakespeare, Ibsen or Hoffmansthal but rethinking them and their themes from a 21^st century standpoint. A central figure at the core of German (and most European) theatre is the ‘dramaturge’. When the term crops up it in Britain it is usually in reference to someone who acts as a kind of script supervisor on new writing. But on the continent dramaturges work on classic plays, they research previous drafts, influences etc. and then, together with the director, determine the structure and strategy for a new production (in Britain we’d say adaptation) of it. The constant accompaniment of the dramaturge and the resulting intellectual rigour in theatrical debates was one of the first striking features of our visit to Hamburg.

The other one (really not wanting to be stereotypical, but hey) was that German tea is a fucking disgrace. You get presented with a glass (!) of warm water into which you are expected to dunk a tea bag. And when Oystein asked for tea with milk the guy behind the bar (after an initial period of confusion) held it under the coffee machine and filled it up with frothy milk. 

A rather novel aspect of the festival was that it was accompanied by students of criticism (in Germany you study to become a critic) as well as the students of directing, dramaturgy and acting. The critics joined the directors’ internal discussions and debates on the shows we had seen and then read out and discussed their reviews with the artistic teams under discussion present. This meant that the practitioners had an opportunity to give direct feedback to the critics and vice versa. It was a great idea to bring these two stereotypically polarised fronts together and engage in mutual debate.

Christa Müller, a dramaturge at the Thalia showed us around the Thalia Theater which made us green with envy: two rehearsal stages which are exact replicas of the main stage (minus the auditorium) a firmly employed ensemble of actors on a regular salary and a current repertoire of fifty three (!!!) plays! 

Our stay in Hamburg was really inspiring and we met some great people – we thank the Thalia Theater, the Körber Stiftung and INSTED for inviting us, and we hope to return to Germany again soon (maybe next time with a production…) Next week we’ll be back in London.

Read more on: 

http://www.insted.eu 

http://www.thalia-theater.de

http://www.koerber-stiftung.de/foerderung/foerderung_junger_kuenstler/studio_junge_regie/index.html

http://www.implodingfictions.com 

or see some more photos from our trip on 

http://www.facbook.com/photo.php?pid=481820&l=eee5e&id=603357604

- Philip

On Friday the 22nd February we finally presented our two showcase performances of Norway.Today. We pitched our ideas to Company of Angels last June, and have been working actively on the production since last September, so it was a relief to finally seeing it all come to fruition. This long awaited culmination only marks the end of phase one though, now we are on to phase two which includes planning further development and contacting potential venues and festivals.

Being given the theatre at the Junction not only to perform in, but also to rehearse in for the entire two weeks we were there was a rare luxury, but also absolutely necessary: Our concept relies heavily on the use of video projection and live feed, and we were able to install and work with these features from day one. We received very positive feedback on how the video projection was incorporated into the show, something we would never have achieved had we not had the chance to rehearse with it through the whole process.

There are some people we would like to thank for their dedication to this project, without whom it would not have come together:

John, Theresa and Vanessa at Company of Angels for giving us this great opportunity.

Richard and Lucia at the Junction for their generosity, giving us the chance to work in the Junction theatre space for two weeks.

The Junction staff for their help with this and that whenever we needed it.

Tamas Kirali, our lighting designer who came in right at the very end and lit the show beautifully.

Yui Okado who volunteered to help us out with stage management in the last stages of the process.

Rob Colin Thomas, photographer, for coming up to Cambridge to take photographs of the show.

Our two audiences who gave us positive, critical and constructive feedback.

And last but not least:

Laurence Short, our video and sound designer – this would have been a completely different show without you, we have benefitted greatly from your technical know-how and never-ending ingenuity! We hope this is the beginning of a long and fruitful relationship!

And of course the actors, Neil Connolly and Hannah Boyde – you are our August and Julie, and we look forward to continue the Norway.Today adventure with you!

Where do we go next? We don’t know yet. But one thing is certain: There will be more performances of Norway.Today. It is only a question of where and when…

- Øystein

Imploding Fictions’ production of Norway.Today by Igor Bauersima (translated by Dr. Marlene Norst) was developed with support from Company of Angels and The Junction as part of the Young Angels Theatremakers Award Programme 07/08.

Images: Rob Thomas © 2008 http://www.robthomasphotography.com

Oystein is in the midst of preparing two shows; Beauty in Stone at Camden People’s Theatre with the new integrated performance company Preface Morn (http://www.perform.tv/thescenepool/beautyinstone.html) and his solo performance Imitating Eloquence which will be performed in Kristiansand, Norway on 1st February. 

Pip is currently in rehearsal for Peter Handke’s silent piece The Hour We Knew Nothing Of Each Other at the National Theatre (opens 6^th Feb).

On the Imploding Fictions front we have our new show Norway.Today coming up on the 22^nd January at the Junction in Cambridge (book tickets under  http:/www.junction.co.uk).

But the biggest Imploding Fictions news is that Hamletmachine was awarded the Premio Internazionale Claudio Gora at its guest performance in Rome! The Jury selected the production with the following statement: 

For the ability to express through the poetry of the body, the power of imagery and strength of silences and the rigorous research conducted.

Øystein, Pip, Sergio Sivori and Cristina Giordana (the organizers of Premio Internazionale Claudio Gora)

We are really honoured to have been chosen for this award and would like to thank everyone at Laboratorium Teatro in Rome for their support and encouragement. Especially Sergio Sivori for laboriously sieving sand for us ; )

(Wherever we travel with this production, the 200 kilos of sand are a nightmare…)

We hope to perform in Italy again soon!

Hannah Boyde and Sammy Metcalfe rehearsing before the Rome performance. In the background 200 kilos of wet sand spread out on the floor to dry… 

To read more about the Hamletmachine in Rome or Associazione Claudio Gora, check out these links:

http://www.assclaudiogora.it

http://www.laboratoriumteatro.it

http://www.groruddalen.no/spiller-hamlet-for-italienere.4443126-19208.html

http://www.teatroviviani.it/home/leggi.asp?id=921 

http://www.dramma.it/drammaturgie/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=1441&Itemid=54