Review: Eigengrau, Otherplace at the Basement: The Pit – Brighton Fringe

“I think you need to believe in something”

The metropolitan loneliness epitomised by Penelope Skinner’s Eigengrau seems as appropriate in London-by-the-sea as it does in the London where it is set, indeed one can feel this alone anywhere. Cassie’s passion for her political activism continues to set her apart from others her own age, Mark has got money but is struggling to hold onto his mates, Tim is using his grief for his nan to avoid getting on with life and Rose, well she’s just struggling to reconcile her dream of true love in a world full of bastards and bills.

As their paths variously intersect, they all reach out in the hope of connection, of finding something tangible in a city that never stops moving past them but life is never quite as easy as all that, especially when sex is thrown into the equation. And so begins the whirl of Skinner’s extremely funny play, given a solid production here by Hannah Joss which focuses on just how sharp the writing is as brutal truths follow amorous deceptions, and hopeless fancies turn into desperate actions. Continue reading “Review: Eigengrau, Otherplace at the Basement: The Pit – Brighton Fringe”