Theatre Review: The Fear of Breathing

The lack of information from Syria has resulted in several innovative attempts to communicate events here in the UK.takes the issue the stage at the intimate Finborough Theatre in Chelsea.
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Over 16 months into the unrest in Syria and still a true picture of events on the ground is hard to ascertain. Partly this is due to events moving so fast. The conflict, inspired by the regional Arab Spring, was sparked by children writing graffiti on the walls in the southern town of Deraa. Today it has morphed into a complex civil conflict with both ethnic and sectarian dimensions. The Free Syria Army (FSA) largely made up of army deserters, launched an attack on the capital city Damascus in July and observers have started estimating the survival of the Assad regime in months rather than years.

The limited access of independent media has meant that much of the conflict has been communicated through social media; panicked YouTube clips and horror stories from Facebook. The lack of information from the country has resulted in several innovative attempts to communicate events here in the UK with "66 Minutes in Damascus" giving Londoners a vision of being under Syrian detention based on a series of first-hand accounts. Likewise The Fear of Breathing takes the increasingly popular verbatim format to the stage at the intimate Finborough Theatre in Chelsea.

The play attempts to tell the story of the revolution to date. It starts with idealistic youngsters full of hopeful imagination for a peaceful transition. Students, radio DJs, hotel owners and the ubiquitous 'activists' innocently speak of the "Facebook revolution" and their networked organisation of demonstrations and protests. In a country where previously it was illegal for more than seven people to gather the political oxygen that was blowing across the region is intoxicating and infectious, told well by the energetic performers who interesting largely choose to speak in Welsh and Scottish accents rather than attempt an Arabic impression.

The stories were gathered covertly by theatre director Zoe Lafferty and two journalists who'd travelled covertly into the country. The single outstanding personal tale is that of Quataba, a twenty-two year old student, who gets picked up by the security forces. His subsequent torture makes for uncomfortable viewing, although it still appears bizarre that he was asked 'how many facebook friends do you have?' by his sadistic captors. Meanwhile a hotel owner in Damascus provides the counter-narrative of fear of the unknown that would follow the demise of the regime. His comfort and success in business, not to mention his love of sushi, is all at risk in the uncertainty of a 'new Syria'.

Sectarianism is an underlying theme throughout, with a particularly sad moment coming when the tortured student promises revenge against his former captors. The verbatim format works generally well, although at one point a Syrian FSA fighter appears to deliver a lecture whilst ducking and diving from incoming fire which appears unlikely. It would have also been interesting to understanding why these particular characters were chose for their stories, as one says "this is the first time I've told my story in English".

The Fear of Breathing is a brave and important contribution to better understanding the darkness that is continuing to envelope Syria.

James Denselow is a writer on Middle Eastern politics. Originally published for the London Magazine