Atrium

James Wilkes' meta-theatrical play tells story of one man's refusal to conform to a common perspective of the world.

He imagines his family in ridiculous outfits for his own amusement. He conjures up bizarre scenarios of sex and violence. He constantly pictures himself sat in front of an audience. That audience will be whoever comes through the door to see this viciously dark comedy: one man's isolation from the normal ways of the world. As he sits down to write his memoirs – under duress – he sees an opportunity to carve a life story that owes more to fiction than fact.

Late at night, audiences will enter the surreal subconscious of Malcolm Kinear, an artist of some description with a ridiculously absurd outlook on life. Malcolm knows that you are just figments of his imagination but he has imagined you willingly. You are his playthings, his way of humiliating those around him, his way of placing himself at the centre of the world in a play that blurs the line between fact and fiction and makes you laugh at things you know you certainly shouldn't be laughing at.

Directed by Jethro Compton.