Phil

Male | Unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 30

EXTRACT: Drew, you have nothing going for you but that you have the ability to almost amuse me the closer you get to death. I believe we may have stumbled upon a crazy kind of love like that Drew. I believe so. Nod. Yes that's right Drew. Nod. Should I ash this out in your eyeball? What have I ever done to you I hear you say. Phil, old bitter Phil. Fat as a vineyard Phil. Boring old cunted Phil. What have I ever done to you Phil? Is that what you're saying with your little beady eyes?

REVIEW: BED, PRESENTED BY ONE YEAR LEASE

SARAH DOYLE, AUSTRALIANSTAGE.COM.AU, APRIL 2007

"Brendan Cowell’s play BED scrutinises in retrospect the mistakes in one man’s love-life from a distance, from a hyper-dramatic viewpoint, as if speaking from the memories of a deadman, as if viewing a life as a slide show, analysing the boys, girls, men, women that haunt the regrets of a man called Phil."