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Wednesday, April 23

Tag: Mugabe My Dad and Me

Mugabe, My Dad and Me – Traverse Theatre
Scotland

Mugabe, My Dad and Me – Traverse Theatre

‘Stories breed stories’ actor Tonderai Munyevu tells the audience as he draws his one-man production towards its close. For the past 90 minutes Munyevu has taken us on a journey, from Soho to Harare, Zimbabwe, where he confronts the presence of the men who's shaped his life, one of whom who shaped a nation; his father and the Zimbabwean leader, Robert Mugabe. Munyevu takes to the stage, as though he were a stand-up comic, settling us all in for a night of one liners, merely scraping the surface of his internal motions when a punter in the local he was working at in London asked him where he was from, before spouting their opinions about Zimbabwe, the so-called ‘breadbasket of Africa’. This infuriating exchange forms the basis of Munyenvu’s meanderings through memory and history, it’s a ...