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There is murder, there is sex, there is mystery. From one of Australia's most acclaimed contemporary playwrights, Daniel Keene, comes a tale of the power of hope. The last train is rattling through the night. Inside one of the carriages is a young boy carrying a box. Several seats away is John. He moves closer to talk to the boy, wants to see what is in the box. The boy is not interested in showing him. Thus begins a remarkable journey, which takes place in the area around Terminus, an area where hope would have died were there not room for dreams and wondering. Despite isolation, despite lonliness, the characters still search for something better. John, both murderer and lover, might almost be omnipresent. He can give succour yet find none for himself; or does he? This is a play of subtlety, of transcendence, taking you by the heart and also the mind, leaving you wondering. It is a work of art. |
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