Finding a Frankfurter in Frankfurt
He was waiting for me as Immigration pushed me out into Germany. I’d rarely been so glad to see another person, and here he was smiling and holding his arms out for a hug. After a hectic trip to get to the correct London airport for my flight to Frankfurt, I had been sure I’d miss my plane, arrive in a strange country hours late, unable to speak the language, forced to find my way to a place I’d never been to dine on foreign food with grumpy people I’d never met.
The Nudity Clause
They wanted me to do a nude scene. The play was Steaming — about a group of women protesting the imminent closure of their local Turkish bath — and naturally, there were a lot of scenes where the actors — well, actresses, in this case — were dressed, undressing, walking around in bath towels, completely nude, and everything in between.
The Three Faces of Jesus
As a student of philosophy I’m always interested in how people perceive the cosmos in an organised way. A shared view of how the universe works relies on a certain amount of faith. If someone says that lightning is made by a thunder god, and they say it convincingly enough, they will be believed, and then they will be at odds with another group of people who believe in electricity and charged particles and so on. The two groups get together, sparks fly.