To the theatre scene in NZ

No, no adaptations of Weeded Out or Just Like Yesterday. Please write your own plays, thank you. I'm not John Lennon. I could write my own play. In fact, I did Just Like Yesterday as an audio play. The legal reason is obvious: the book hasn't been published. This is a deliberate ploy to prevent half-baked adaptations. Until it's on the bookshelves, you need to find other things to do. - I think that the standard of NZ acting, both stage and screen, is weak. That's why I don't go to plays. The Dakumentary shows that real people are far more compelling. In fact, I made it because my acting was terrible. None of you are trans, so don't pretend like you are under the proscenium. This isn't about 'Amanda's experience is all of ours' -- it's hoping to look cool. Cool by association because your plays aren't wowing the audience... - While I'm being rude, I'd add that Circa isn't a sacred space.

It's semi-commercial theatre by people who wish they were in London or New York. I saw one play there during my acting paper at university. It was a Dean Parker play about activists. It was so bad that I've never gone again. I'd be at Dave Armstrong's play if Mr. Cain could take his lumps and apologise. You ran ad campaigns with Circa money to troll me: I'm not going to forgive you. Ethan and Aidin both say that NZ theatre is terrible, and they actually go to plays.