A new play by the masterful Paul Slabolepszy is always a cultural event. His latest is in many ways a form of meta-theatre, conveying a deep sense of the tragedy that awaits this countrys artists at the tail end of life. But it is also a story of hope for the future.
The trick, of course, is to stretch and expand time. That ability possessed by great writers to use words and dialogue, dramatic conflict and connection to parse open and peer inside those crucial moments between people.
A well-made play goes inside and examines the interior landscape of the human soul and lays it out for an audience in ways that are entertaining, gripping and if you are very lucky capable of shifting your understanding of life itself.
A great play puts human beings under a microscope, letting us under their skins, allowing us to see inside their souls so we get an inkling of what it means to be human.
Among the most capable writers practising this sort of literary alchemy is Paul Slabolepszy, a legend of South African stage and screen, and someone who has consistently placed this countrys people under a microscope and taught audiences something about who we are. And, perhaps even more significantly, who were capable of being.