I Lear - Astounding Comic Performances At Lyth Arts Centre - 19th June

19th May 2008

I, Lear

Directed by Cal McCrystal
I,LEAR IS HEADING TO THE WEST END FOR AN EXTENDED FOUR-WEEK RUN:
July 21st - August 16th

But you have the chance to see it at Lyth Arts Centre on 19th June 2008

Lyth Arts Centre www.lytharts.org.uk

The Black Sheep in 'I, Lear'
Time: 8:00:00 PM
Location: Lyth Arts Centre
Length: 1 1/2 hrs
Interval: yes
Age suitability : 11+

Tickets Ordinary �12
Members �10
OAP �10
Children, Students, Unwaged �6

'I have never seen anything so funny in a theatre in my life. A fantastically original performance, with exceptional execution. A highly recommended show.'- BBC

'The stuff of genius. Miss it at your peril.'
WINNER - BEST COMEDY SHOW 2007 - Buxton Fringe

'It is bloody funny, a lesson in understatement and buffoonery, with shades of Mitchell & Webb as well as Spike Milligan in the best tradition of the celebration of eccentricity.' - The Stage

Dear Theatre-goer,
You are doubtless appalled at the state of British theatre of late. For too long actors, blindly following the so-called "Method" method, have sought to impress you the audience with nothing more than a tawdry show of second-hand emotion.

Enough we cry! Tonight we shall make amends. Our acting will not impress you. It will uplift and entertain you as we celebrate the wonder of Theatrical Technique in a feast of theatre, culminating in a rendition of King Lear that will leave you in tears.

With love,
Hugh Carpenter & Chester Blenheim

In this anarchic character comedy, two of England's finest actors attempt to condense a lifetime's worth of roles into a single evening. It'll all end in tragedy.

Watch agog as the secrets of acting technique are put into action by twin collossususes of the stage, Chester Blenheim (star of long-running firefighter sex comedy Blue Watch; winner of Moustache of the Year 1987) and Hugh Carpenter (whose one man show Voyage Around My Uncle brought down the Berlin Wall; perhaps best known to older fans as the face of Lord Trumpet).

Be moved (to Yorkshire) by Alan Gordon Bennett's Talking Faeces, dutifully appreciative of the obligatory Chekov, and stirred by the spectacular Shakespearian showstopper! After tonight, you may never go to the theatre again.