Bats theater : Wellington

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I really like small theaters, and the BATS ( Bane and Austin Touring Society) is a brillent little venue right in the middle of Wellington.
I hear from my young cousins that local Kiwi soapy stars sometimes appear in the BATS manning the ticket counter.The entrance looks like it was originally a shop front, and is just down the road a bit from Pete Jackson's Embassy cinema (I hear that PJ stepped in to rescue the BATS when they fell onto hard times recently).

The tiny theater is wonderfully shambolic includng a cozy bar where one can get a drink, and take it in with you to the theater.
While it's nice to not have to empty your glass before enjoying the performance, unfortunately on the night we were there, someone lost control of an empty. The poor actors valiantly tried to ignore the bottle as it clunked about on the floor.

Into the Uncanny Valley

Alice in physics land

 This is the second time I've experienced a production at the BATS. First time around I saw 'Glorious' and when the curtain rose, I found that one of the performers (Anya Tate-Manning) had re-appeared in the cast of 'Into the Uncanny Valley'.

Physics as art

 The production is an attempt to explain and celebrate physics. Wonderful staging. Use of soap bubbles was magical
Grainy projections and Magical soap bubbles are part of the story (I noticed that the credits include 'Bubble-Master).

The score was created by Adam Page, who speaks about the production here...




Booking Phone: 04 802 4175
Office Phone: 04 802 4176
Address: 1 Kent Terrace, Mount Victoria, Wellington
Email: book@bats.co.nz

http://bats.co.nz/


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