The Indifferent Revolutionist

By Michael Gray Griffith

While trying to get out of the annual family holiday Stew a family man,  

gets stuck in one of his office's elevators. 

This is Good Friday morning.

His phone is dead, the call for help button doesn’t work

and no one is due in until Tuesday morning.

He is as stuck in this lift as Jesus was to his Cross.

As the days pass he comes to realise that he’s always been stuck in a lift

and if he can only tell these stuck doors,


then they will open and who he was born to be,

the greatest version of himself,

will be free to walk out.


Question is, are you stuck in an elevator? If so, why?

The Butterfly Club

5 Carson Place

Melbourne, VIC 3000


Feb 24 - 29  2020

time 5.30 pm

"This play is brillaint.

It makes you want to live and not just exist" 

                                                Gregory Caine

WARNING: The Indifferent Revolutionist might change your life 

I first staged this play in Richmond and a man called Russ Smith performed it.

The play was written furiously and I found it haunting despite its comedy. It was like a deep part of me was urging the rest to give things a greater crack.

We even had people come back to see it. That said it was a tough sell because the comedy festival was on and we weren't in the city where it was all happening .


So, despite the effect it had on me, I went back into my lift and for years I tried negotiating with life, my way back out .


If I do this, life? . . . You'll do this . . . Ok?


But life has no ears.


Then one day I once again went the wrong way with my tram, something in the tram industry I have the all time record for doing.


The word was that they were going to sack me.


My only chance was to come in, dressed in my full uniform, and grovel for my job.

But while I was suspended I realised I no longer had it in me to grovel for a life that i didn't want.


So instead i strode in in my best cowboy boots and quit.

One of our publicity gimmicks, when the play was on, was stickers. I placed one next to where I used to pick up my tram and for years it remained there.

I used to wonder as i watched the weather fade it, who would go first first, the sticker or me?


Then before I went in to quit, I shot this video.


So my warning is, beware this little play.


For despite all of its comedy and it is very, very funny, there is a siren hidden in the subtext whose song you might hear for years.



The Wolves Theatre company is determined to show that mature creatives can be original, challenging and pertinent.


We write and produce bold, contemporary pieces aimed at the 40 plus demographic.

'We Dream, We Dare, We Deliver.'

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