Come Away With Me To The End Of The World

Come Away With Me To The End Of The World is a quietly personal meditation from three actors on stage talking about their dreams, memories, preferences and interactions with other people. It is a show about cultivated stillness, filled with silence and overt introspection. The writing is lovely and sparse, and accompanied by a beautifully atmospheric soundscape. The design is minimalistic, which prevents us from getting swept away in any of the stories told on stage by the performers: we're reminded at all times that we're just here in a room listening to three actors talk about their lives; their likes and dislikes, and a whole lot of travel stories.

Occasionally, the meditative rhythm of the text breaks and a full dance or song will break out, but for most of the show it's a series of non sequitur self-observations followed by long pauses. Ranters describe themselves as "the masters of voyeuristic theatre", but this never quite felt like voyeurism. There was nothing sensational in the content of what we were "eavesdropping" on; it was quiet introspection of tepid thoughts, and more long pauses and hanging silences than words spoken — I would say more "the masters of meditative theatre" is a better tagline. It's a show to watch, quietly sit, and reflect upon your own life.