Cancer is. But I am. At first the story, dancing and performers seem all over the place. But the longer it goes on, the clearer, more touching and moving the narrative gets. A young woman is diagnosed, operated on and loses one breast in a series of non-chronological scenes of her puberty – when she suspects there is something wrong – and events that follow the operation; a full picture slowly emerges, creating a complete person. It culminates in her tears during the last scene, which seemed too real to be acted, and I can’t help wondering if there were women in the audience who may have been encouraged by this to think it’s about time to check for lumps, regardless of age or family history. A piece of emancipating, educational and awareness-raising theatre.
Bedlam Theatre, 20-25 Aug, 6.25pm.
tw rating 4/5 | [Veronika Kallus]