by Margaret Perry (IRL)
1 F / 1 M
English original text
Essie’s lost her job. Her girlfriend’s left. But she’s alright. Except lately she feels more like a chair than a person. One of those folding chairs. Solid one minute, but the next… Now Essie is on the lookout for a new job, but as she cannot sense herself anymore, she must ask relatives and people around her to describe her, so that she will have something to say in her upcoming job interviews.
A funny, furious monologue about holding on in this collapsing world. It won the Origins Award for Outstanding New Work at the VAULT Festival 2019 and the Fishamble New Writing Award at the Dublin Fringe 2019.
“Unequivocally an outstanding piece of theatre. It cuts through stereotypical representations of those suffering with poor mental health, hitting on the raw, painful truth” A Younger Theatre
“Perry’s writing is sharp… a modern Beckettian cry for help” Guardian
“Luminescent and often startling… Perry writes with clarity and insight about mental unravelling and she achieves a wonderful balancing act” The Stage