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Joe Orton


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Estates, Writers: Playwrights

ENTERTAINING MR SLOANE

“a searing reminder of his first raw expression of talent… it still nags at our sense of propriety while carving funny lines that stand in a tradition of British comedy stretching from Wycherley to Coward.” (Daily Mail)

 “there is no denying his power as a comic stylist or the play’s ability to leave one pleasurably shocked.” (Guardian)

 “Joe Orton took camp and used it with the instincts of a classical artist…. Orton takes matters of horror and bad taste and criminality and translates them into comedy. Translates them, one should add, into art.” (Financial Times)

 “louche sexuality, black comedy and cocksure violence blend into a lethal cocktail.” (Sunday Times)

 
LOOT

“Orton picked up a seemingly harmless object, the 1950s boulevard comedy-farce and turned it into an offensive weapon. His laughter is deeply and invigoratingly subversive…. On this level, comedy becomes creative subversion…. This is visionary comedy…. Like Wilde, Orton is a dandy of the language, a peacock of the theatre, a parodist, a social agent provocateur. But he is more cruel and more intimately unsettling than Wilde.” Sunday Times

“Joe Orton’s exhilarating high comedy of low taste has lost none of its capacity to disturb and surprise… Loot is a glittering, beautifully written farce of bad manners and furious slights against the superstition of death and organised religion.” (Daily Mail)

“its humour is incendiary…. Orton holds up a mirror to the grotesque face of society and encourages us to delight in the spectacle…. Bad, bold and truly brilliant.” (What’s On)

 

WHAT THE BUTLER SAW

“he combines the classic structure of farce with a running commentary on a swiftly changing Britain… the play is an icon of modern drama…” (Guardian)

 “as startling as early colour television in a black-and-white world.”(Sunday Times)

 “As farces go, Butler is exemplary… The plot has as many double-axles and triple twists as an Olympic ice-skating final…” (Time Out)

 “a deliriously crazed, poker-faced delight.” Daily Mail