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Lysistrata by Aristophanes
David Maclennan and David Anderson have adapted Lysistrata, one of the few surviving plays written by Aristophanes. Originally performed in Athens in 411 BC, it is a comic account of one woman’s extraordinary mission to end the Pelopennesian War. Lysistrata oersuades the women of Greece to withhold sexual privileges from their husbands and lovers as a means of forcing the men to negotiate peace, a strategy however that inflames the battle between the sexes. X certificate!
Starring: Colin McCredie, Iain Robertson and Dave Anderson
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alastair mcfarlane said;
30 June 2010, 3:23 pmAll of the cast worked together magnificently well in a superb ending to a brilliant season. No one could do anything other than guffaw at the outrageousness of the whole show not least the asides from the principles. It certainly deserves its X certificate …as well, of course, as greater exposure! The gallus humour came shining through in almost every line. We shared with the actors the fact that they were really enjoying themselves..and we have two new magical ugly sisters. What a show…what a finale…we needed something to lift our depressed spirits and the cucumbers certainly helped!
Stephen Henson said;
01 July 2010, 7:27 pmOh the banter over a pie and a pint
The Greeks have no idea how we can slight
The glesca gods of booze, patter and agro
All present here in a brammer of a show
Colin and Ian grand dames indeed
With Ian acting aff his heed
Colin plots and plans and teeters
With a chorus of chitonisko’ed tweeters
Giving voice to songs by McLennan
They croon and chirp through to the end an
Stumbling over a line or two
Do not corpse but see it through
Lines may change or stuttered over
Action flows and then they go for
Ian’s big sex scene Dave’s the husband
Erections to deal with in the club land
Dave’s on to nowt though Ian leads him on
No shag tonight with or without a Trojon
Special visitors from Atlanta came to view
Lost in translation I think we knew
Peace breaks out there’s sex and panting
Colin and Ian no more ganting
Lights go out and curtain falls
Crowd cheers on at the company’s balls
What a way to spend an hour
Pies all gone and plays all ower
Lines though linger and will last
Always able to raise a laugh
Cleverly written composed and sung
By a company cucumberly hung
With nothing forthcoming from the treasury
I’ve written this at my leisury (understand now?)