“We don’t need to discuss whether sex work is real work – it is” BY ELEANOR NOYCE. JOANA NASTARI (PICTURED) “The best thing that you can do is listen to sex workers. Take the power and put it back in the hands of the workers” Fuck You Pay Me, the witchy, feminist-shaped, celebratory creation of [….]
Telling stories that reflect the queer, female, experience on stage BY LUCY KNIGHT “In a male-dominated culture, there’s this kind of fetishisation of lesbian stories which really bothers me.” Playwright Tabitha Mortiboy was inspired to write her third full-length play, The Amber Trap, partially due to the lack of representation she sees of female same-sex [….]
“A gloriously and unapologetically queer production” BY LUCY KNIGHT. IMAGE HELEN MAYBANKS. “You want to become a man?” “No Alice, I just want to stop trying to be a woman.” Such a poignant portrayal of gender dysphoria is a rarity on stage. It is easy to tell why the original 2015 production of Rotterdam attracted [….]
If you make it to one event in London this week, make sure it’s Pecs Drag Kings’ Sex Sex Men Men – it’s divine BY DANIELLE MUSTARDE What happens when you mix deliciously handsome drag kings, a sensationally sexy soundtrack and the hilariously intelligent unpacking of masculinity – with an added dollop of extra thick respect? [….]
BY MICHELLE TIWO How did you know? Are you a boy or a girl? Can I watch? How did you choose your name? Who’s the man in the relationship? How do you have sex? You down for a threesome? Questions of ignorance or curiosity? For those of us who identify as queer or trans, bisexual [….]
Claire Rammelkamp on new play FFS! – an exploration of teenage experiences of sexuality and the world of “lesbian” porn BY CLAIRE RAMMELKAMP I have never, to my knowledge, met a lesbian who enjoys so-called “lesbian” porn. It’s a highly misleading category; it sounds as though it should be porn for lesbians, but in reality its just [….]
“I wrote this play because I wanted to show OCD on stage in a truthful way” BY SORCHA MCCAFFREY When I was a little kid I used to wake up my mum to check she hadn’t died in the night. My head was full of intense worries and patterns and numbers and routines. Fifteen years [….]
