The wisdom of the Guru Kutisah is good for what ails you.
Indian Ink’s magic formula is triumphantly back on display.
You would be foolish to miss this and take any 10 year-olds and up as well, I’m sure they’d love it too.
Indian Ink Theatre Company doesn’t rest on its laurels.
But this is just a stylistic veneer on a play which provides insights into problems about people – jealousy, fear of the known and unknown and an unnatural belief in God.
Technically, The Dentist’s Chair is an impressive mix of organic theatrical devices such as using Smith’s clarinet as the phone ring, through to precise video imagery to show what’s going on inside a patient’s head.
Certainly none of this would not work without Lewis’s experienced direction, which holds the diverse theatrical elements together so elegantly.
Pickle, a play about the things that are worth preserving, is the third in a loose trilogy by inventive New Zealanders Indian Ink.
The Pickle King is billed as the third component of a “loose trilogy”
The cast of The Pickle King at the Theatre Royal last night had to take several bows before the appreciative, capacity audience would let them go.
Seven years ago, Jacob Rajan and Justin Lewis formed The Indian Ink Company to produce Krishnan’s Dairy.
Not the least of the pleasures of this offering from the Indian Ink company is that the Wellington wind finally gets its star turn.
