“Brutal, poetic, darkly funny...and very Irish” (Ian Ferguson-winner of the Stephen Leacock Award for Humour)
“There will be no tears here unless you would like to see them, and in that case it’ll be an extra ten dollars. Pay the lady at the door. I’ll meet you at the pub, and for an extra fiver I’ll make the tears fall into my beer.” (The Scavenger’s Daughter, by Colm Magner)
Ar Dair Dog and Drama Co
Poor Mouth Theatre
collaborate to bring you an Encore Presentation of
Colm Magner's The Scavenger's Daughter.
December 1st and 2nd
For Reservations call: 718-884- 8316
The Chris O’Neill Room at An Beal Bocht
445 West 238th Street
Bronx, New York, 10471
We were thrilled to be part of the 2010 New York International Fringe Festival, the largest Multi-Arts Festival in North America. Check out all the action at FringeNYC.org.
Following its 2008 premiere in Prince Edward Island, veteran Canadian actor and writer Colm Magner brought his fifth solo play, The Scavenger’s Daughter, to New York for its U.S. premiere. Part mystery story, part personal memoir, and a true story of suicide, the play unravels in a series of vivid flashbacks as an Irish Catholic boy journeys to the funeral of his twin brother- a funny and affecting testament to lost youth, rock and roll, and the ties that bind.
Colm has been working in theatre, television, and film across Canada for over twenty five years. Credits include recurring roles on Street Time (Showtime USA), Wonderland (CBC Canada), and principal roles at the Shaw Festival Theatre in Niagara on the Lake. Colm has done extensive work with some of Canada’s most innovative theatre companies, including the renowned Da Da Kamera with Daniel MacIvor, DNA Theatre, Phyzical Theatre, and with D. D. Kugler of the Necessary Angel Theatre Company.
“In King City, all of the housewives went on Fridays to have their hair done. And when they were finished, and stepped out into the twirling afternoon sun, they all had the hair that doesn’t move look, and the face that constantly smiled look. But occasionally they stopped, and looked sadly down at the sidewalk; and as their neighbours’ shadows moved slowly by, they looked warily into the glass of the hardware store, and whispered: “What’s wrong?” (The Scavenger’s Daughter, by Colm Magner)
Photos by Dixie Sheridan
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