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Interview with Oystein Brager (Artistic Director of Oslo International Theatre)

Tuesday, November 2nd, 2010

Playwright and blogger Darren Lerigo recently conducted an interview with Oystein Ulsberg Brager, joint artistic director of Imploding Fictions and head of Oslo International Theatre. Since Darren’s blog is now changing the interview will be taken off his site, and Darren has asked us if we can host the interview on Imploding Fictions’ blog instead. We are more than happy to comply!

What is Oslo International Theatre? How did it begin?

Oslo International Theatre (OIT), is a project run by Imploding Fictions. Oslo International Theatre presents contemporary international drama which has not been performed in Norway before, at a venue in Oslo. With a few exceptions (‘Flap and Fear’ by Darren Lerigo being one of them), we get all the plays translated into Norwegian, and perform them as rehearsed readings. Oslo International Theatre began in November 2009 with a reading of Caryl Churchill’s provocative play ‘Seven Jewish Children’, and has quickly grown to become Imploding Fictions biggest undertaking. The idea appeared out of a wish to start a longer, sustained project, a desire to do something that might have a lasting impact, and the want to do finally do something in Oslo.

Who runs Oslo International Theatre?

Imploding Fictions runs OIT. The artistic leadership is held by Øystein Ulsberg Brager and Philip Thorne, and all sorts of practical and organisational things are taken care of by our eminent collaborator & stage manager Michael H. Sciarrone.

How do you choose plays? What are you looking for in the work?

OIT work only with contemporary plays (the oldest play we have done was written in 1990), and we choose plays that take place in contemporary society, that comment on contemporary society, and often plays which are critical of something in contemporary society, be it politics, economics, culture, trends, peoples behaviour or attitudes, you name it. Plays for now. Plays for people who live today. Plays about the experience of today.

In order to find these plays, we read, read, read and read some more. At least 90% of the plays we read don’t make the shortlist. Some because they don’t fit our criteria, most because they are simply not good enough. We are looking for the gems. We only want the best.

How have the shows been received so far?

We have received very positive feedback both from audiences and the industry. After only two readings, we were invited to an informal meeting with the second largest theatre in Oslo this spring to talk about OIT and about some of the plays in our program. We were very proud to be noticed by the big fish so early in our progress! Next year we are not only doing readings of plays, we are also organizing workshops run by two noticable figures in international theatre, both of whom have expressed great excitement about being part of our program for 2011. Rehearsed readings are not done very much in Norway, so I think the audiences are gradually discovering what a rewarding and exciting format it is for those interested in contemporary drama. I think the audiences in Oslo are craving new plays, new stories, contemporary stories. And I sense an excitement related to the discovery that there is now a place to experience that on a regular basis.

What has been your favourite play to work on?

What an impossible question to answer! We only do great plays. Thats why we do them. Because they’re great. I can’t answer that, because I love them all for different reasons.

Where does Oslo International Theatre fit in the Norwegian theatrical landscape?

Norwegian theatre consists of two main camps: The theatres / big institutions and the free groups / the independent theatre companies. Imploding Fictions belongs amongst the independent companies, but Oslo International Theatre stands out as a different kind of project to what most other companies do. Most independent companies make touring shows, that tour internationally, nationally or schools, or they make a show which is on for a sustained run in a programming or hired venue. Most companies make one show at the time (only a few of them are big enough to have more than one show in their repertoir). Not very many companies run regular projects or a series of related events (the ones that do, tend to organise lab sessions or workshops). The way OIT works, programming 6 or 8 plays a year (6 in 2010, 8 in 2011), means that we stand out, operating in a way which is very idiosyncratic.

There are also no other Norwegian company devoted to contemporary, international drama, in the way that we are. There are other companies that perform contemporary international drama now and again, and the big theatres do include contamporary foreign plays in their repertoir to a certain extent, but no other company or theatre has the same long term, singular dedication to bringing plays to Norway that haven’t been performed here before, and getting plays translated and made accessible in Norwegian.

What else does Oslo International Theatre provide? Workshops? Encouragement for new writers?

OIT also organizes other events in relation to some of our readings. After the reading of ‘Seven Jewish Children’ by Caryl Churchill we organised a panel debate about political texts and the political drama in a Norwegian context. After ‘Flap and Fear’ there will be an informal conversation about being a young playwright with Darren Lerigo and the Norwegian playwright Toril Solvang. Next year we are organising workshops both for young directors and young playwrights, as well as conversations, debates and Q&As after several of our readings. We want the project to contain more than just the performances, we want OIT to be a meeting place for people interested in contemporary drama.

What dreams do you have for the project? Would you be open to bringing Norwegian plays to other countries, say, England?

My dream is that OIT will keep on running for years and years, feeding norwegian theatre with exciting texts from all over the world, building an ever stronger and growing team of theatre artists who share the same interest in contemporary drama.
I would be very excited for OIT to become involved in international exchange, contributing to bringing norwegian drama abroad as well as bringing international drama to Norway.

What has been the most important thing you’ve learnt so far?

As an artist and as a producer of theatre: That I need to be challenged to get better. I need people around me to challenge my ideas, in order for the ideas to grow into good ideas. Projects get better from having had more people (the right people, of course) think cleverly and properly about them. I am better when I get forced to be better, and I need to surround myself not with people who pander to my every whim, or who see my flaws but ignore them, or who trust unquestioningly that I probably always know what I am doing, but people, who want the same ultimate outcome that I want, and who dare to question how we are supposed to get there.

What problems have you found most difficult to overcome?

My own impatience. I want OIT to be very big, succesful and noticed by all the right people right away. But it will take time. We are getting there, and we are actually growing in quite a significant tempo. But my dreams are even quicker…

Also, on more practical and less philosophical note: Getting press. The norwegian press are notoriously bad for covering cultural events. How to get noticed by the big newspapers is a code we still haven’t cracked.

What is Oslo like for Theatre?

Good. In the last 5-10 years, better and better. Bar OIT there isn’t that much contemporary international drama on. Some, but not a lot. But the cultural scene is thriving, and the scope of what gets put on very broad. Oslo is a good place to be for culture at the moment.

Who inspires you the most?

Several people. My friend Dazzler, because he insists on living life on his own terms and not on anybody else’s. He has a freedom I admire him deeply for. My cousin Marie, who is a producer of cultural events. She has this unflinching belief that it is possible to make things happen. My great friend and collaborator Philip, because I can create with him. My friend Birgitte who is a theatre director, because she belives in me. She never seems to doubt that I will manage what I want to do. Even when I have doubts. My friend and collaborator Michael for his unashamed pride over everything we achieve. The five of them are fantastic people who I am very, very lucky to know. As an artist and as a human being.

What is the best advice you’ve ever had?

“F*ck, f*ck and f*ck!”

This was advice from a fierce and fabulous mentor. It should be read both literally and metaphorically – she was telling me to grow up. Maturity and experience. As a person, to become an artist. Crude words. But oh, so true.

What are your plans for the rest of the day?

Keep marketing the next reading with Oslo International Theatre, and perhaps work some more on some funding applications. And maybe read a play.

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Find out more about Oslo International Theatre

- interview by Darren Lerigo.

Ghosts of Past and Present

Friday, August 21st, 2009

Norwegian-Readings-005

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

Sense by Anja Hilling at Southwark Playhouse

Thursday, April 9th, 2009
Company of Angels presents Sense at Southwark Playhouse

Company of Angels presents Sense at Southwark Playhouse

From 28th April to the 2nd May

This is not an Imploding Fictions production, but is produced by our good friends and collegues at Company of Angels. Oystein is directing “Nose”, one of the 5 pieces:

Following on from the play’s success at Theatre Café Festival 2008, five Company of Angels’ Associates will jointly be directing a promenade production of the award-winning Sense by German author Anja Hilling with a cast of 10 final year Drama Centre students.

Sense is a series of interlinking narratives. All five ‘senses’ are also plays in their own right. A play about teenagers, love, and the need to make radical choices, Sense is an intense, poetic journey into touching, inhaling, tasting, hearing, seeing and experiencing life to the extreme.

“astonishingly grown-up and hard-hitting theatre for young people”
Lyn Gardner – The Guardian, on Theatre Cafe 2008

Tickets can be booked from:
www.southwarkplayhouse.co.uk
or 020 7407 0234

Or read more on:
www.companyofangels.co.uk

Hope to see you all there!

- Oystein

New office address

Sunday, April 5th, 2009

Please note that Imploding Fictions has a new office address:

Imploding Fictions 
CO/Oystein Ulsberg Brager
24 Bay Tree Close
Sidcup
Kent DA15 8WH

- Øystein and Pip

He-e-e-ere’s Johnny! or Why we should never have clicked our heels

Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

Heres Johnny

(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

(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!!!”

 

The Shining

“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. 

 

MF bee

(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

Thunderous applause as the band plays on…

Monday, April 28th, 2008

Pip

 

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. 

Oystein

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

Busy start to 2008

Sunday, January 13th, 2008

It’s been a mad (as always) and (unusually) busy start to 2008. 

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 6th Feb).

On the Imploding Fictions front we have our new show Norway.Today coming up on the 22nd 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.

 Oystein Pip Sergio Cristina

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 and Sammy rehearsing

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… 

 

A big thank you to Laboratorium Teatro! 

 

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 

So long, Rose Bruford…

Saturday, October 20th, 2007

We have finally taken our leave from the hallowed halls of Rose Bruford College (with all the comic ritual that accompanies British academia…)

Every morning for the past three years we’ve wandered through Lamorbey Park and past the sign with Harold Pinter’s sarcastic (and rather fitting) remark: “What are they doing in Sidcup??” onto the Bruford campus which has been a safe haven, providing us with secure parameters within which Imploding Fictions could be established. We’ll be eternally grateful to Polly Irvin for her backing of our Hamletmachine showcase – which went on to become the first international Imploding Fictions show, as well as of course our other marvellous mentors Colin Ellwood and Annie Castledine.
And of course our fellow directors Lizzie Newmann, Liz Skelcher and Joe Thorpe. It’s been an inspiring ride – from the claustrophobic beginnings of animal study and Stanislavskian objective exercises, right up to the collaborative haul of realizing Meredith Oakes’ new play at BAC.
Rose Bruford will undoubtedly remain an important part of our lives (and that of the company), and we hope to be back with our future shows and to participate in workshops and symposia…

- Philip and Øystein

Auch!

Sunday, August 26th, 2007

Heiner Müller calls Hamlet “the dane prince and maggots fodder”, but what has really turned to maggots fodder in our production is Hamlets shirt: Hole upon hole upon hole… The shirt is also full of blood (stage blood – don’t worry), so it needs to be washed, but we are worried that if we chuck that shirt into the washing machine it’ll come out as rags… Only option? Stitch! This wasn’t quite why I wanted to be a director. Taking into account the pain in my hands, I can’t wait to be rich and successful and in a position to afford costume designers… But hey – who wouldn’t stitch a couple of stitches if their stitching would be proudly presented on stage in the land of camels and pyramids?! Only 5 days until Imploding Fictions are off to Egypt, and no success on the skull-front yet. Unfortunately, despite my excellent stitching skills, I can’t conjure up a skull with needle and thread, so please let us know if you’ve got one to spare! Auch – bloody needle…

- Øystein

If you want to know more about Imploding Fictions, check out www.implodingfictions.com.

Yorick where art thou?

Sunday, August 26th, 2007

In a week from now we’ll be in Egypt… which is a slightly surreal thought when wandering through drizzly Sidcup to our rehearsal room. We’ve made some changes to the show. We’ve taken out some of the more complicated and technical set devices (which unfortunately also means scrapping the ultra cool, gesture controlled ‘hamlet-machine’, sorry Basti) to make the show more tour-friendly. Within the new limitations we’ve actually found some rather nice solutions and new methods of staging stuff and we’re excited to see how they will work… There’s also been lots of rummaging through prop and costume stores, trying to salvage as many of the original production’s items as possible… Many of these have been un-lovingly stashed away and the indispensable fake skull turned up in pieces. Our skull scouting expeditions to Goth shops, magic and theatre stores have been unsuccessful, and desperation has driven us to contemplate the option of paying a nightly visit to a cemetery with a good shovel. If you have any ideas as to where we can get a skull let us know ASAP and the deed may yet be avoided. When it comes to the purchasing of standard theatrical utensils London is a cursed city. On a previous occasion we found it impossible to locate a red nose in any one of the cities’ five-zillion joke shops. Still no news as to which venue in Cairo we’ll be performing in…

- Philip

If you want to know more about Imploding Fictions, check out www.implodingfictions.com.