When I walked into Bill Marchant’s Ashes last year at the Firehall I had never seen one of his plays. Had no idea what class of writer he was, only what class of human being (that class being ‘first’). When I walked out of that play I knew I had found a kindred theatrical spirit, who held many of the same ideals about this form of art as myself. Bill’s art is about bringing the dark parts of ourselves into the light for examination, it’s solidly Canadian and it demands to be discussed. It moves things.
So when he asked if I would lend a hand producing his latest premiere, I agreed without a moment’s hesitation. Gift of Screws lands on Vancouver October 6 at the Jericho Arts Centre, and it’s going to be something else, all right. Please have a look around the website, and if it holds any interest at all, I would be in your debt if you spread the word around a little.
I hope to see you there. It’s going to be the start of a hell of a lot of discussion…