I see the play, Constellations, at Sydney’s Seymore Centre.

It’s a piece of physical theatre, where meanings of individual’s stories collide through shared emotions.

Actors are all stars, moving before images of themselves: gesturing figures, triple-projected large onto three rough-edged painted grounds. (White grounds, like those made for drawing, become movie screens.)

Then huddled before a small TV, some mouthe the words of American movie stars.

Despite all living in the same place (Newtown), characters share feelings of isolation and difference.

They connect with each other and with us, through gestures of voice, image and body.



Directed by Karen Therese