Director: Jemma McDonnell
Reviewer: Nicole Evans
What defines you? Yes, you.
Class? Education? Career? Income? Upbringing?
If your answer was yes to any of the above, should it have been? Should we really categorise ourselves based on our decisions – some of which heavily rely on a huge dollop of luck, good or bad, to reach their conclusions – and should we judge ourselves better or worse than others, our own family even, because of the path life has lead them down, the hand they have been dealt?
Shouldn’t we admire fellow mankind for simply doing the best it can?
These are just a taster of the questions both posed by Paper Birds’ production, Mobile and that becoming part of said performance will ensure are echoing through your brain for some time afterwards. Completely immersing us into a previously unknown life, a life some will look down on, and others will relate to, it can’t fail to make its houseguests feel differently about the world around them. Some will leave with great pity, others with great pride – another thing upbringing will undoubtedly depend on.
Taking place in the cosy confines of a traditional caravan, there’s no escaping the raw emotion pouring from the soft and touching monologue. Kylie Walsh charms the only eight-strong audience with as we momentarily forget where we are. Transfixed by surreal audiovisuals and utterly welcomed into what feels like a deep and personal journey, you’d have to be one tough cookie to not feel affected in some way.
Mobile is a powerful and intimate piece that explores our connections, to the world, to our family, to the complete strangers we have an inbuilt desire to impress and asking if it’s right to wish for better than you have, more than you’ve been given, the chance to change.
Change is often good, but should it be at the expense of forgetting or hiding our roots, denying that where you are today has anything to do with the influences of your childhood, defying that gravitational pull that always guides you home… you decide.