BRIGHTON: what happened, and what’s happening NEXT.
I meant to have this post out last week, but then got smacked with the weirdest cold/laryngitis/thing. Stay indoors, it’s dangerous out there…
I took the train to Brighton for the final night of the Brighton Scratch Night on October 25th knowing that Mission Creep had won the audience vote for the event's first evening of new plays on the 23rd. Lots of people I’d met never or once had tagged me in some nice tweets and said nice things. So going in, I was reasonably confident that we’d all have a good time.
By the end of the night, the Mission Creep cast, Blue Devil Productions, and I were standing with multiple prosecco bottle-trophies in a room flooded with praise and questions about what we were going to do next.
Christine Kempell—the latest and quite possibly maddest incarnation of Mary—won audience vote for Best Performance.
Mission Creep won audience pick for Tuesday AND Thursday night’s performances, and so won the audience vote for the event overall.
It was great. That’s an understatement.
So we’ve decided to do this again next year.
The new, FULL LENGTH version of Mission Creep will open at the Rialto Theatre on May 4th for Brighton Fringe 2019. We’ve got LOTS TO DO before then, but we’ve already locked down a stellar cast, an amazing director, and the support of a fantastic theatre company.
All in all, Unmasked Theatre’s scratch event was really flipping cool. Other reviewers have said it better, but it’s exciting to see shared themes come out in a new writing event. You learn what everyone is worried about, and how they’re processing it. Turns out everyone at Brighton Scratch Night is worried about authority, and we’re processing it by resetting ourselves in the most bizarre narratives possible—alternate universes where immigration challenges are flipped, Pinter-esque housing nightmares…and then Mission Creep, where aliens arrive and everybody says great, let’s get the fuck off this planet.
I wrote the first draft of this short play in January thinking it’d be cool if some theatre company put up with my sci-fi nonsense for one night in a scratch event. Now we’re ending 2018 on a production agreement. BALLER, DUDE.
And special thanks to Pip O’Neill of Unmasked Theatre—-Bossy ladies get shit done!