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The Drought
King’s Head Theatre
THE isolated Victorian seafaring vessel is a rich seam that the horror genre has often mined for material, as recent TV series such as The Terror or The North Water can attest.
Nina Atesh’s The Drought, currently at the King’s Head Theatre, takes the same raw material and then, rather brilliantly, takes away the antagonist we expect — the sea.
When we first meet the Captain (Andrew Callaghan) and Garson (Jack Flammiger) they are the only two men still left on a Royal Navy vessel stranded in the middle of an ocean that has inexplicably disappeared.
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WILL STONE enjoys a set by an artist too eclectic to be pigeonholed
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