I’ve been putting off writing this all day, because I’m not sure what to say about it. Last night I went to see the year two ctp performances, directed by the two ctp lecturers. Both were very odd: the first concerned people going into and out of doors, some vague characters, and some music. The second concerned ‘Oklahoma’: it fused ideas of Oklahoma the play/musical, and the bombings there. This was odd, a little pretentious and mildly racist inasmuch as it had a mature student doing a very bad, almost stereotypical, imitation of a native American.

Oh, how I long for someone to do something with a discernable plot and characterisation around here. All I could think of last night was the emperors new clothes.