Chaos
Laura Lomas
- 72 pages
- English
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Chaos
Laura Lomas
Ă propos de ce livre
'If the world is chaos, then it means there's no order, and if there's no order, then it basically means that anything is possible'
A girl is locked in a room. A boy brings another boy flowers. A girl has tied herself to a railing. A boy doesn't know who he is. A girl worries about impending catastrophe. A woman jumps in front of a train. A boy's heart falls out his chest. A butterfly has a broken wing.
Laura Lomas's play Chaos is a symphony of dislocated and interconnected scenes. A series of characters search for meaning in a complicated and unstable world. Bouncing through physics, the cosmos, love and violence, they find order in the disorder of each other.
Written specifically for young people, the play formed part of the 2019 National Theatre Connections Festival and was premiered by youth theatres across the UK. It offers opportunities for a large, flexible cast of any size or mix of genders, and can incorporate chorus work, movement and music.
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â | So itâs Saturday and Iâm stood on this train platform and itâs busy, everyone is like packed, like jammed in, you know an itâs early, like twenty to nine or something, and Iâm on my way to work. The air feels still, almost wet somehow and I wouldnât normally even be on this platform, cus normally, my mum, she gives me a lift but since, she and my dad, since they like⊠split, Iâve been getting the train when I stay at my dadâs and so Iâm standing there on this platform, and I can feel all these bodies⊠| |
All these bodies, and itâs like theyâre too close, somehow, too much, cus I can feel them, itâs like weâre one organism, one thing, moving, breathing, weâre that tight and I look to my left, and out the corner of my eye, I can see this | ||
boy | ||
my age, maybe, or maybe younger, and heâs bouncing this ball | ||
this small, like tiny ball, heâs stood at the back of the platform, listening to music on his headphones, not really concentrating, and I look at the clock and it says 8.42, and I know that the train is coming, cus although I canât see it, I get that feeling in my legs like v... |