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Jack Thorne

Stacy (NHB Modern Plays)

Rob finds life confusing in a world of unwritten rules. If there's no one around to tell him right from wrong, except for a copy of FHM and a call-centre supervisor, he just has to guess. But he's never been very lucky, and sometimes he gets his guesses very wrong.
This play was first staged at the Arcola Theatre, in 2007.
'a pin-sharp, brilliant piece of work' — Time Out, Criti' Choice
'a challenging, disturbing and distinctive new voice' — The Times
'This one man show will blow your socks off… one of the most entertaining nights I've had at the theatre' — London Lite
60 printed pages
Copyright owner
Bookwire
Original publication
2015
Publication year
2015
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Quotes

  • Pony Neónhas quoted4 years ago
    That play was directed by Mike Bradwell, who said there were three answers to every question I can be asked as a playwright: ‘yes’, ‘no’ and ‘moo’.
  • Pony Neónhas quoted4 years ago
    He taught us all a huge amount, but there was one thing he said in particular which I’ve puzzled over ever since – that every writer has a myth. A story that they return to again and again – something which drives them – something which gives their plays a sense of themselves. That it’s not a writer’s job to identify his or her myth but that it’s there – in the background – if you look for it. Simon, when I asked him, said, after quite a lot of thinking, he thought his own myth was probably ‘listen to children’ – though he said he wasn’t sure and other people might be better judges, and when I’ve mentioned it to him since he had no recollection of thinking that. But watching his work through the prism of ‘listen to children’ I’ve found quite a beautiful experience. I don’t know what my myth is, and I’d struggle to nail it down, but I think it has something to do with help – what help is, and the struggle we all go through trying to help others, and perhaps what failure to help looks and feels like.
  • Pony Neónhas quoted4 years ago
    Anyway, this is my Plays: One but I’d written about twenty-two plays before the first play in this volume. I occasionally get them out and have a read – thinking maybe there’s a thought or an idea or even a turn of phrase that I could use for something new. There’s not. They’re dire. Even now I’m not quite sure why I persevered. Everyone told me to do something else – the criticism was wide-ranging, but mostly very critical. My endurance was partly due to love and partly due to utter dependence.

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