Good things come in Sevens
I've been spoiled for entertainment over the last week. Last Friday was the opening night The Ballad of Backbone Joe , the latest but all-to-briefly showing production by The Suitcase Royale at the Arts House Meat Market, North Melbourne. A clever combination of film noir and Fisher's Ghost , it was another fine example of the Suitcase boys' 'junkyard theatre' aesthetic, and a wonderfully entertaining show, though to my mind it felt a little undercooked - something I also felt about their Chronicles of a Sleepless Moon when I saw its first incarnation at the 2006 Next Wave Festival, mind you. Given time, and fine-tuning, I have no doubts Backbone Joe - a rib-tickling tale of boxing and butchery - will reach similar heights of success. It already has the same quotient of unhinged tomfoolery! On Monday night I saw a preview of the new Australian film by director Jonathan Auf Der Heide, Van Diemen's Land , a beautifully rendered story about terrible events ins...