Performed January 23-January 25 & January 30-February 2, 2007 at St. James’ Anglican Cathedral

Directed by Liam Karry
Produced by Danyal Martin
Set Design by Dan Rider

Featuring:
Talia Acker, Ryan Graham, Steph Valliant, Adam Wray, Fernanda Fukamati, Alex Dault, Scott Dermody, Joanne Williams, Leslie Thorpe

Single Thread's re-imagining of first century Rome as a futuristic pharmaceutical multinational required a modern-day branding effort; Queen's University's Chernoff Hall was retrofitted to comply with corporate Rome's 'visual identity standards'. Corporate banners and billboards were erected, name and office plates were altered, and company performers made use of corporate stationary and business cards.

Ryan Graham's internal media designs are shown here:

Stationary
Posters

Cast:
Talia AckerGod
Ryan Graham Death
Steph ValliantFellowship, Discretion
Adam WrayKindred, Strength
Fernanda FukamatiCousin, Beauty
Alex DaultGoods, Five Wits
Scott DermodyGood Deeds
Joanne WilliamsKnowledge
Leslie ThorpeEurydice

Production Team:
Danyal MartinProducer
Liam KarryDirector
Mary FraserStage Manager
Doug BrownSound
Conor MooreLX/Head Electrician
Jay CollinsTechnical Director
Anna DiemertCostume Designer
Kathleen GudmundsonAssistant Stage Manager
Heather GlumacMedia Designer
Devon MurphyHead of Wardrobe
Helen KotsonisCrew
Megan MilesHead of Props
Dan RiderSet Designer
Cat HaywoodCrew
Tara NadolnyAssistant Technical Director
Katie OlsenAssistant Stage Manager

Second Person, Singular (excerpt)

by Craig Walker, The Porcupine Girdle (March 11, 2007)


Adam Wray and Fernanda Fukamati as Kindred and Cousin.

But still, through all this, you are thinking about what is being done. About how Liam Karry, the director, has made his choices. About how each of the actors has played impressively, with commitment. About how the experience is a little like death itself, in that we know in a general way what is in store for us, but really nothing about the specifics. And you are thinking, recurringly, about how self-conscious you are of the experiment...

And, although this again makes you think about (and admire) the director's choices, you suddenly also realize that, in that dark hallway... the nature of your involvement changed. You lost your formerly inescapable sense of detached irony for a moment, and you were in the midst, playing along in earnest. And this will be your guide for how to approach the rest of the journey.... the actors play their roles with a degree of earnestness that make you ashamed of your petty irony... So that, by the time you are... left in your grave to lie and listen to the faint, remote ticking and rattling of a world beyond your darkness, you have, indeed, thought upon your own mortality.

And when, at last, the light literally at the end of the tunnel begins to glow, and you follow it to the room in which you recover your clothes and then climb the stairs through the storm hatch up into the snowy night, and the cold fresh air strikes your face as you see your breath appear in the moonlight, you are overwhelmed by the exhilarating feeling of just how good it is to be alive.