Dirty Butterfly

by debbie tucker green

Dirty Butterfly is a mesmerizing and startling pressure cooker of a play about voyeurism, power and guilt. "The writing is startlingly assured . . . the understated humor is devastating."— The London Sunday Independent

Genres: Plays, Theatre

64 pages, Paperback

First published April 1, 2004

Reviews

[herruuzo]

the fuck is this about

[sof · Rating 2 out of 5]

no he entendido nada

[notgettingenough · Rating 5 out of 5]

Now and then one has the privilege to see a young performer and know one is in the presence of somebody who is going to go on to great things. Long ago my father came back from Melbourne and announced he had witnessed such an occasion, seeing the debut of Geoffrey Rush.

In this case, Kat Stewart in a stunning performance in the main role of this play. She was utterly worthy of a difficult role in a very difficult but well worth seeing piece of theatre. It is a shame Redstitch lost her, since no other girls, at least for several years, came close to her abilities, but I guess Redstitch's aim of providing an avenue for actors, as well as good affordable theatre in Melbourne came to fruition. It is, unfortunately, a place for actors to move on from.

[Joe Clegg Prada · Rating 4 out of 5]

debbie tucker green is one of the faces of modern playwriting and will be spoken about and studied for centuries to come, I’m sure of it. The style of writing is like a river in a storm, characters and stories pouring into one another seamlessly and violently. You can truly hear the words are meant to be spoken when reading them, and each word bites with double entendre’s and purpose. This is true of every play of hers I’ve read.

This was a very interesting type of story to tell. There’s an unspoken and unresolved familiarity between the three neighbours which I was both slightly befuddled by but also quite appreciated. These people know one another but we don’t know exactly how. And it doesn’t really matter in most parts. I questioned the motives of Amelia more than anything, but how do any of us know how we’d react or respond if we were constantly privy to what goes on behind the closed doors of others?

A sad but captivating read.

[Jana · Rating 5 out of 5]

Fucking hell, this was her debut. Go big or go home

[bookmaggot · Rating 5 out of 5]

if you read this, prepare to just start making a singular aaaaaa sound that increases in pitch and panic.