We’ve changed our name!

Dear friends and fans, TheatreRUN has officially changed our name to Bad New Days performing arts.

Please be patient as we make the transition and construct our new website. And stay tuned for news about upcoming productions and tours!

For presenters interested in information about our production The Double please contact our touring agent Tammy Fox and The Collection agency For photos and press clippings visit The Double page on this site

Logo by Lacey Creighton

We’re Changing Our Name!

TheatreRUN began as an ensemble of five friends together in 2003 after we all graduated from Ecole Jacques Lecoq in Paris. The original members have all since settled in their respective home countries. I have been using the name TheatreRUN since about 2007-08 to represent my own creative work and I feel now that it is time to move forward, cut all symbolic ties to the past and shed an old skin for a new one.

The time has come to create a new identity and new name to reflect more accurately where I am as a person and as an artist. The moment is now.

So, we’re having a party at the Theatre Centre to announce our new name Friday, November 29th.  

It’s a way for me to thank all of you who have supported TheatreRUN, celebrate all our past achievements and toast to the future of the new company…what will it be called?!

Please join us for the party from 8pm onwards.

Free admission, cheap drinks, Samuel S. Sholdice will be Dj’ing, Parmis Mire will be reading Tarot cards and at midnight we’ll have a sparkling toast to announce the new name.

8pm @ Theatre Centre Pop-Up 1095 Queen St West Toronto, ON

Hope to see you there!

Adam xo

2-4-1 Double ticket promo November 9th

In an effort to provide affordable tickets for our longest standing fans we’ve got a great promo happening next Saturday November 9th

Here’s the latest rave reviews for The Double

“…brilliant…If only these theatre-makers came in multiples—perhaps then we’d be lucky enough to see more shows like The Double. 9/10” -Carly Maga, The Grid “thrilling…ingenious…fast-moving, funny and psychologically complex. NNNN’s” -Glenn Sumi , Now Magazine “That was me laughing out loud…I love to laugh at the theatre.” -Former Governer-General Adrienne Clarkson “Technically, he (Paolozza), is a marvel…and so is his production. Haunting, hilarious…” -Robert Cushman, The National Post “The Double is a one of a kind experience, a whimsical adaptation that restores my faith in the theatre and its magic.” -Leslie Barcza, Barczablog.com

The Double runs till November 24th at the Tarragon Extra Space

For tickets call: 416-531-1827 Tarragon Box Office

Fall News: Critics are raving about The Double, we’re changing our name and throwing a party and more!

This Fall we’ve got a hit show running, we’re throwing a party to change our name and we’re offering a great workshop with Ravi Jain.

The Double

Mention this Double post card and receive 25% off tickets! Our acclaimed, Dora award-winning production of The Double is up and running at Tarragon theatre tillNovember 24th – and Tarragon is offering a great 25% discount if you mention receiving a Double post card… Here’s what the critics are saying this time around: “The Double’s exceptionally clever script borrows heavily from Charlie Chaplin […] evoking a sense of timelessness, fate and the surreal that provides a perfect backdrop for this entertaining exploration of identity crisis. 5 *’s” -Annie Hodgins, Theatromania.ca “…brilliant…dazzling…an engrossing, funny-sad study of a man slipping further and further from reality. I’d rush and get a ticket on the double. 3/4 *’s” -Robert Crew, The Toronto Star “…builds to a comedic frenzy and you feel, like Golyadkin, that reality is slipping through your fingers. Solid, zany fun!” -Andrew Mackay, PostCity.com “Someone beside me whispered the name Chaplin. It’s no mistake to think of The Double in the same league as those icons. They create characters that are very different from us, like nothing we’ve seen before. At the same time, in the hands of great performers like Charlie, Groucho or the three men in The Double, there is something intrinsic, identifiable and universal we can all identify with. It’s rare and remarkable […] Seating is limited, so make plans to see The Double on the double!” – George Perry, Mooneyontheatre.com “The music, in collaboration with the phenomenally inventive lighting design by Andre du Toit, make for a sensational sensory experience.” -Keely Kwok, Charlobois Post Book tickets HERE now before it’s too late (and don’t forget to mention that 25% discount!) The Double runs until November 24th at the Tarragon Extra Space. ClickHERE for all the details. Follow us on twitter for updates at @adampaolozza and for some unconventional medical advice from our in-house German Doctor @DocRutenspitz Here’s a video preview, as well.

Arif, Adam and Viktor screenshot from video by Torontowide.com

Name Change Launch Party Nov. 29

What will the new name be?? photo by lacey creighton We’re throwing a party! Why? Because we’re changing out name! Our launch party is thisNovember 29th (mark your calendars) at the Theatre Centre Pop Up from 8pm on. There’ll be a dj, dancing, merrymaking and a champagne toast atmidnight to reveal the new name. We’d love to invite you and yours to celebrate with us as we move into the future.

The Actor/Creator & The Ensemble workshop

Ravi Jain of Why Not Theatre and Adam Paolozza of TheatreRUN New Workshop with Ravi Jain and Adam Paolozza December 2-6, 2013 The Actor/Creator and the Ensemble 5 Day Intensive Workshop What does it mean to be an actor/creator? How does one “write on one’s feet”? What does it mean to be part of an ensemble? …and what the hell is collective creation anyway? These are questions that we encounter all the time from theatre artists who are frustrated with conventional processes and yearn for something more. Artists who wish to create their own work collaboratively but haven’t been exposed to the practical skills involved in such a feat. Our pedagogy is based on the Lecoq training, however, it is a little known fact that 50% of the training at Lecoq is self-directed creation. We will re-create these conditions during this workshop. We are proposing a 5 Day intensive workshop focusing on developing skills that are practically useful in the creative process We will focus on: actor training – based on movement technique and improvisation (how does the actor/creator move and play in the space) developing the ensemble dynamic (how does the actor/creator move and play with others in the space) *scene creation (how does the actor/creator mobilize all these skills towards creating a dramatic situation) This workshop is designed for performers/writers/directors of all disciplines and skill levels who wish to explore their physical presence, improve their ability to improvise and “write on their feet” and develop a healthier ensemble dynamic during the creative process. December 2-6, 2013 2-7pm Fee: $350 + HST (20% Union Discount for all members) Some scholarships available. For enrolment contact Adam Paolozza attheatrerun.ensemble@gmail.com Location 1581 Dupont St (Zuke Studios)

Theatromania Interview

A little Q & A with Adam Paolozza a propos le Double…

 

A clip of The Double from www.torontowide.com

Torontowide.com came in to film a clip of The Double last week. Here’s a sneak peek at the average morning chez Golyadkin…

Interview with Adam Paolozza on Artsmania

Earlier this month I had a great sit down chat with Anita Malhotra from Artsmania. Here’s a link to the interview

And we had a our first preview last night. We have six more to go before we open Wednesday October 23rd at the Tarragon. 

Double rehearsals begin again at Tarragon

Arif Mirabdolbaghi, Adam Paolozza and Viktor Lukawski photo by Lacey Creighton

We’ve begun rehearsals again for The Double at Tarragon yesterday…We open October 23rd with previews October 15-22. Check www.tarragontheatre.com/season/1314/the-double/ for more info on tickets, etc.

Midway is selling out – only 5 shows left

Our co-production with DLT Teatro from Florence ofMidway Along The Journey Of Our Life is selling-out at SummerWorks! Here’s what the reviews are saying: -“lost in a dream like world…fragmented…exciting” -“Midway Along the Journey of Our Life requires a lot of trust and confidence from both its artists and participants. If you feel comfortable joining in the action, you’re in for a treat: Walking along Queen West, behind a white rabbit on stilts, while wearing a pilot’s uniform and carrying a locked briefcase, was pretty magical.” -“…there’s nothing I’ve ever seen that I could compare that to. What I ignorantly signed myself up for was something 100 times more exciting than I expected…Another highlight of the Summerworks theatre festival….” There are only 5 DAYS LEFT to see it…Wednesay-Saturday this week.   Get your tickets HERE

Did you know..?

…that the title Midway Along The Journey Of Our Life is inspired from Dante’s Inferno? It comes from the first canto of La Divina Commedia?

Show opens on this Thursday, August 8! Get tickets here

Doré’s engraving of The Divine Comedy

Here’s the whole first canto:

The Divine Comedy : Inferno: Canto I 

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, ché la diritta via era smarrita.Ahi quanto a dir qual era è cosa dura esta selva selvaggia e aspra e forte che nel pensier rinova la paura!Tant’ è amara che poco è più morte; ma per trattar del ben ch’i’ vi trovai, dirò de l’altre cose ch’i’ v’ho scorte. Io non so ben ridir com’ i’ v’intrai,10 tant’ era pien di sonno a quel punto che la verace via abbandonai. Ma poi ch’i’ fui al piè d’un colle giunto, là dove terminava quella valle che m’avea di paura il cor compunto, guardai in alto e vidi le sue spalle vestite già de’ raggi del pianeta che mena dritto altrui per ogne calle. Allor fu la paura un poco queta, che nel lago del cor m’era durata20 la notte ch’i’ passai con tanta pieta. E come quei che con lena affannata, uscito fuor del pelago a la riva, si volge a l’acqua perigliosa e guata, così l’animo mio, ch’ancor fuggiva, si volse a retro a rimirar lo passo che non lasciò già mai persona viva. Poi ch’èi posato un poco il corpo lasso, ripresi via per la piaggia diserta, sì che ’l piè fermo sempre era ’l più basso.30 Ed ecco, quasi al cominciar de l’erta, una lonza leggera e presta molto, che di pel macolato era coverta; e non mi si partia dinanzi al volto, anzi ’mpediva tanto il mio cammino, ch’i’ fui per ritornar più volte vòlto. Temp’ era dal principio del mattino, e ’l sol montava ’n sù con quelle stelle ch’eran con lui quando l’amor divino mosse di prima quelle cose belle;40 sì ch’a bene sperar m’era cagione di quella fiera a la gaetta pelle l’ora del tempo e la dolce stagione; ma non sì che paura non mi desse la vista che m’apparve d’un leone. Questi parea che contra me venisse con la test’ alta e con rabbiosa fame, sì che parea che l’aere ne tremesse. Ed una lupa, che di tutte brame sembiava carca ne la sua magrezza,50 e molte genti fé già viver grame, questa mi porse tanto di gravezza con la paura ch’uscia di sua vista, ch’io perdei la speranza de l’altezza. E qual è quei che volontieri acquista, e giugne ’l tempo che perder lo face, che ’n tutti suoi pensier piange e s’attrista; tal mi fece la bestia sanza pace, che, venendomi ’ncontro, a poco a poco mi ripigneva là dove ’l sol tace.60 Mentre ch’i’ rovinava in basso loco, dinanzi a li occhi mi si fu offerto chi per lungo silenzio parea fioco. Quando vidi costui nel gran diserto, «Miserere di me», gridai a lui, «qual che tu sii, od ombra od omo certo!». Rispuosemi: «Non omo, omo già fui, e li parenti miei furon lombardi, mantoani per patrïa ambedui. Nacqui sub Iulio, ancor che fosse tardi,70 e vissi a Roma sotto ’l buono Augusto nel tempo de li dèi falsi e bugiardi. Poeta fui, e cantai di quel giusto figliuol d’Anchise che venne di Troia, poi che ’l superbo Ilïón fu combusto. Ma tu perché ritorni a tanta noia? perché non sali il dilettoso monte ch’è principio e cagion di tutta gioia?». «Or se’ tu quel Virgilio e quella fonte che spandi di parlar sì largo fiume?»,80 rispuos’ io lui con vergognosa fronte. «O de li altri poeti onore e lume, vagliami ’l lungo studio e ’l grande amore che m’ha fatto cercar lo tuo volume. Tu se’ lo mio maestro e ’l mio autore, tu se’ solo colui da cu’ io tolsi lo bello stilo che m’ha fatto onore. Vedi la bestia per cu’ io mi volsi; aiutami da lei, famoso saggio, ch’ella mi fa tremar le vene e i polsi».90 «A te convien tenere altro vïaggio», rispuose, poi che lagrimar mi vide, «se vuo’ campar d’esto loco selvaggio; ché questa bestia, per la qual tu gride, non lascia altrui passar per la sua via, ma tanto lo ’mpedisce che l’uccide; e ha natura sì malvagia e ria, che mai non empie la bramosa voglia, e dopo ’l pasto ha più fame che pria. Molti son li animali a cui s’ammoglia,100 e più saranno ancora, infin che ’l veltro verrà, che la farà morir con doglia. Questi non ciberà terra né peltro, ma sapïenza, amore e virtute, e sua nazion sarà tra feltro e feltro. Di quella umile Italia fia salute per cui morì la vergine Cammilla, Eurialo e Turno e Niso di ferute. Questi la caccerà per ogne villa, fin che l’avrà rimessa ne lo ’nferno,110 là onde ’nvidia prima dipartilla. Ond’ io per lo tuo me’ penso e discerno che tu mi segui, e io sarò tua guida, e trarrotti di qui per loco etterno; ove udirai le disperate strida, vedrai li antichi spiriti dolenti, ch’a la seconda morte ciascun grida; e vederai color che son contenti nel foco, perché speran di venire quando che sia a le beate genti.120 A le quai poi se tu vorrai salire, anima fia a ciò più di me degna: con lei ti lascerò nel mio partire; ché quello imperador che là sù regna, perch’ i’ fu’ ribellante a la sua legge, non vuol che ’n sua città per me si vegna. In tutte parti impera e quivi regge; quivi è la sua città e l’alto seggio: oh felice colui cu’ ivi elegge!» E io a lui: «Poeta, io ti richeggio130 per quello Dio che tu non conoscesti, acciò ch’io fugga questo male e peggio, che tu mi meni là dov’ or dicesti, sì ch’io veggia la porta di san Pietro e color cui tu fai cotanto mesti.» Allor si mosse, e io li tenni dietro.

Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost.Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear.So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered,10 So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way. But after I had reached a mountain’s foot, At that point where the valley terminated, Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked, and I beheld its shoulders, Vested already with that planet’s rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart’s lake had endured throughout20 The night, which I had passed so piteously. And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left. After my weary body I had rested, The way resumed I on the desert slope, So that the firm foot ever was the lower.30 And lo! almost where the ascent began, A panther light and swift exceedingly, Which with a spotted skin was covered o’er! And never moved she from before my face, Nay, rather did impede so much my way, That many times I to return had turned. The time was the beginning of the morning, And up the sun was mounting with those stars That with him were, what time the Love Divine At first in motion set those beauteous things;40 So were to me occasion of good hope, The variegated skin of that wild beast, The hour of time, and the delicious season; But not so much, that did not give me fear A lion’s aspect which appeared to me. He seemed as if against me he were coming With head uplifted, and with ravenous hunger, So that it seemed the air was afraid of him; And a she-wolf, that with all hungerings Seemed to be laden in her meagreness,50 And many folk has caused to live forlorn! She brought upon me so much heaviness, With the affright that from her aspect came, That I the hope relinquished of the height. And as he is who willingly acquires, And the time comes that causes him to lose, Who weeps in all his thoughts and is despondent, E’en such made me that beast withouten peace, Which, coming on against me by degrees Thrust me back thither where the sun is silent.60 While I was rushing downward to the lowland, Before mine eyes did one present himself, Who seemed from long-continued silence hoarse. When I beheld him in the desert vast, “Have pity on me,” unto him I cried, “Whiche’er thou art, or shade or real man!” He answered me: “Not man; man once I was, And both my parents were of Lombardy, And Mantuans by country both of them. ‘Sub Julio’ was I born, though it was late,70 And lived at Rome under the good Augustus, During the time of false and lying gods. A poet was I, and I sang that just Son of Anchises, who came forth from Troy, After that Ilion the superb was burned. But thou, why goest thou back to such annoyance? Why climb’st thou not the Mount Delectable, Which is the source and cause of every joy?” “Now, art thou that Virgilius and that fountain Which spreads abroad so wide a river of speech?”80 I made response to him with bashful forehead. “O, of the other poets honour and light, Avail me the long study and great love That have impelled me to explore thy volume! Thou art my master, and my author thou, Thou art alone the one from whom I took The beautiful style that has done honour to me. Behold the beast, for which I have turned back; Do thou protect me from her, famous Sage, For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.”90 “Thee it behoves to take another road,” Responded he, when he beheld me weeping, “If from this savage place thou wouldst escape; Because this beast, at which thou criest out, Suffers not any one to pass her way, But so doth harass him, that she destroys him; And has a nature so malign and ruthless, That never doth she glut her greedy will, And after food is hungrier than before. Many the animals with whom she weds,100 And more they shall be still, until the Greyhound Comes, who shall make her perish in her pain. He shall not feed on either earth or pelf, But upon wisdom, and on love and virtue; ‘Twixt Feltro and Feltro shall his nation be; Of that low Italy shall he be the saviour, On whose account the maid Camilla died, Euryalus, Turnus, Nisus, of their wounds; Through every city shall he hunt her down, Until he shall have driven her back to Hell,110 There from whence envy first did let her loose. Therefore I think and judge it for thy best Thou follow me, and I will be thy guide, And lead thee hence through the eternal place, Where thou shalt hear the desperate lamentations, Shalt see the ancient spirits disconsolate, Who cry out each one for the second death; And thou shalt see those who contented are Within the fire, because they hope to come, Whene’er it may be, to the blessed people;120 To whom, then, if thou wishest to ascend, A soul shall be for that than I more worthy; With her at my departure I will leave thee; Because that Emperor, who reigns above, In that I was rebellious to his law, Wills that through me none come into his city. He governs everywhere, and there he reigns; There is his city and his lofty throne; O happy he whom thereto he elects!” And I to him: “Poet, I thee entreat,130 By that same God whom thou didst never know, So that I may escape this woe and worse, Thou wouldst conduct me there where thou hast said, That I may see the portal of Saint Peter, And those thou makest so disconsolate.” Then he moved on, and I behind him followed.