A short play is the perfect snack to incorporate into your life. A long play is a feast – and a feat of endurance
Last week, I spent an hour in a makeshift theatre in the middle of a park, watching Garry Starr’s comedy clown show Classic Penguins. The next day, I spent eight and a half hours in one of Adelaide’s oldest theatres watching Elevator Repair Service’s Gatz – a play where The Great Gatsby is read aloud in full.
Both times, there was nowhere I’d rather be. They both adhere to my golden rule: all theatre should be less than two hours or more than five hours.