As Iâ€™m sure you must have heard â€“ itâ€™s thrilling to be in Belt Upâ€™s audience. You might find yourself lounging in an armchair or sitting on a cushion, having things whispered in your ear or finding yourself quite happy to play a character in a scene, even if you always thought you hated audience participation.
Belt Upâ€™s recreation of Andre Bretonâ€™s study hosts a meeting of the surrealists at which they enact a play about Lorcaâ€™s Death. Aside from the host, such luminaries as Artaud and Eluard, Magritte and Bunuel, Aragon and even Dali and Gala are in attendance too. Much play on words and irrational fun is on the cards in such company and therefore it takes a while for the play within the play to get going.
As a result it also takes a while to wrap it up, at which stage you might become painfully aware of the heat and of personal discomfort, especially if you happen to be perched on a commode. But as we find, sacrifices must be made for the sake of art and time is just a construct anyway.