ENGLISH COMMUNITY THEATRE
presents its version of Lewis Carroll´s classic tale
If you’re reading this, I’m guessing you’re more than a little curious. But are you ready to take a tumble? Who knows where you’ll end up – this is Wonderland after all. We’ve all been following our own White Rabbits and we’re all simply terrified of the Queen of Hearts. Or are we? Saying what we mean is the same thing as meaning what we say, isn’t it? Mind the step or you’ll lose your mind. Enjoy the pepper, play croquet, try your best to speak the right way. Avoid the time, don’t cry when you’re sad, don’t talk to the Hatter or you’ll see that he’s mad. But you can’t help that – we’re all mad here… The day you become Alice is a very special day indeed.
“It all started long before I came here … It started all in my mind … It started with a magic speell…”
“My first impression of Wonderland was absolute freedom.”
“The first thing was the cold. Minus 14, bone chilling cold. I waited by the station watching the glide, almost silently along the tracks. I had forgotten the instructions. I didn´t know what train to get and i´d worn entirely the wrong kind of shoes.”
“I first came to Wonderland with friends in 1986 when I was still in High School.”
loosely based on The Skin of Our Teeth by Thornton Wilder

Between has been nominated for two prizes at the 2012 Dublin Gay Theatre Festival: The Oscar Wilde Award for Best writing (Oskar Brown) and The Micheal Mac Liammoir Award for Best Male Performance (Nick Campbell)
“Hi, I’m Ca$$ie, standard-bearer of the apocalypse! May I take your order?”

In a nutshell, Anna Ziegler‘s play shows the making of an outstanding scientific discovery in a bone-dry, ritualized and women-excluding male establishment, in which an emotional minefield, social coldness and hierarchies, antisemitism and ferocious fighting for recognition and scientific priority went hand-in-hand with scientific curiosity, meticulousness and juvenile enthusiasm. (in 1952, James Watson was just 24 years old, Rosalind Franklin was 32 !).
Here is Terry, an obsessive-compulsive depressive with a fear of light. In order to cope with the terror of everyday living he forces himself to remain in an almost constant self-induced psychosis, maintaining only impersonal superficial relationships with inanimate objects like his boots and radio.
Marianne has worked at the Berliner Arbeitsamt all her life and then she hears Bob Dylan on the radio and the Wall falls down.
Lydia Stryk was born in DeKalb, Illinois, birthplace of barbed wire and is now based in Berlin. She is the author of over a dozen full-length plays including Monte Carlo, The House of Lily, The Glamour House, American Tet and An Accident, which have been part of festivals around the United States and produced at, among others, Denver Center Theatre, Steppenwolf Theatre Company, Victory Gardens, HB Studios, The Contemporary American Theatre Festival, Magic Theatre, and in Germany at Schauspiel Essen, Theaterhaus Stuttgart and Forum Theater with Schauspiel Independent and featured at Biennale Bonn. Her plays are published by Broadway Play Publishing and Per Lauke Verlag, and excerpts appear in numerous anthologies including Acts of War: Iraq and Afghanistan in Seven Plays from Northwestern University Press.
Earliest memory … earliest memory … let’s see … Fear … naturally.