tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45385177981401972162024-03-13T06:53:40.177+00:00LONDON CITY NIGHTSlondoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.comBlogger1175125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-20949338615223196382022-07-15T16:40:00.002+01:002022-07-15T16:40:59.672+01:00Review: 'Give Me the Sun' at the Blue Elephant Theatre, 14th July 2022<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"></strong></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyCGaH8PsPT1t2A_FIhrfimPFwZ9vwRwHg7hXIpP24JzZQ634-HsVWwGhY5IuF9_CvtMqvsC5JirIjqZPle-QTM0pKNL0uESCaNBbtzZoPE1mZfCaGWpocqc6XAJbrJQvQVbUge8qrANiwWYTuuppUloqPLpSwyKlvK8i8HHd4YkMyBUDRyKWUDcZoqA/s1916/uWwAymik.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1094" data-original-width="1916" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyCGaH8PsPT1t2A_FIhrfimPFwZ9vwRwHg7hXIpP24JzZQ634-HsVWwGhY5IuF9_CvtMqvsC5JirIjqZPle-QTM0pKNL0uESCaNBbtzZoPE1mZfCaGWpocqc6XAJbrJQvQVbUge8qrANiwWYTuuppUloqPLpSwyKlvK8i8HHd4YkMyBUDRyKWUDcZoqA/w640-h366/uWwAymik.jpeg" width="640" /></a></strong></strong></div><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Give Me the Sun </i>reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/four-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Opening a play titled <i style="font-weight: bold;">Give Me the Sun </i>this week is like putting something out called 'Cough in My Face' at the height of COVID. It's not a great time to be sat inside a theatre, though this intriguing hour-long two-hander from Mamet Leigh and director Majid Mehdizadeh is worth a little sweat.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">With a government struggling to enact an inhumane policy of deporting asylum seekers to Rwanda and a media united in stoking public hatred for anyone with an accent who dares set foot on these shores, a story in which a second-generation immigrant yearns for a land they can only imagine comes at an opportune time.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">In the rush to depict immigrants as parasites living on the taxpayer's dime, it seems to be forgotten that most would almost certainly rather not completely uproot their lives and undertake a potentially fatal journey across the world to a country ruled by politicians competing to say the most monstrous things they can get away with. But if it's short-term pain versus long-term safety then I can understand rolling the dice.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><i>Give Me the Sun</i> offers a perspective on this I hadn't seen before. Baba (Aso Sherabayani) emigrated to the U.K. from Egypt fifteen years ago and has tried to become as English as possible. He no longer speaks Arabic, is divorced from Egyptian culture, and - as the programme explains - "has decorated their council flat with a classic English interior".</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Baba is doing his best for his son Bashir (Joseph Samimi), who arrived in England with him and only has hazy memories of Egypt. Now 18, he yearns to reconnect with his roots, presses his reluctant father for details of their life in Egypt, is upset that there's a language barrier between him and his extended family, and wishes he could return to a fondly imagined homeland where he might fit in.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">As the show repeats a couple of times, Bashir feels like "dirt in water" between the earth and sky, neither English nor Egyptian.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOZm2_d0J7fVe-ZEgjvcsa87kE3v8Z79NKcmdaSzoyX2VQMXSCXmNxh9Omr9TYFdb8-T_SYNwEP15-Y0n6whtQxMHQUt9sY-qAeMyKxueTENTGVkQNNWl28kuYd6uLrdZkuONKMuN4Oke3DZJrjT5UuAxL4myqePW-2GbuR0mo4U3TWg_5u5c8rcDcw/s1772/rqA59cpo.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1183" data-original-width="1772" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOZm2_d0J7fVe-ZEgjvcsa87kE3v8Z79NKcmdaSzoyX2VQMXSCXmNxh9Omr9TYFdb8-T_SYNwEP15-Y0n6whtQxMHQUt9sY-qAeMyKxueTENTGVkQNNWl28kuYd6uLrdZkuONKMuN4Oke3DZJrjT5UuAxL4myqePW-2GbuR0mo4U3TWg_5u5c8rcDcw/w640-h428/rqA59cpo.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">The impasse between a father who's sacrificed so much to give his son freedom vs a son who can't ever appreciate that gift makes for juicy drama. Every decision made by the pair stems is right, but their differing perspectives mean they can't ever truly empathise with each anothers' lives.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">It's a point of view I haven't seen elsewhere, fuelled by emotions I've never had to experience. It's a reminder that simply being comfortable in a cultural/national identity is an invisible privilege, one that some of the most victimised people in this country don't have. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">But <i>Give Me the Sun </i>isn't just a thought experiment, it's also a decent piece of drama. Early on there's a technical fly in the ointment as the ventilation system making the first five minutes inaudible, but a few minutes in a member of staff mercifully switched it off and we could hear what's going on.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Both Samimi and </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">Sherabayani have a casual familiarity with one another that makes their father/son relationship believable, which in turn cranks up the volume on the tense moments. An hour-long play isn't a lot of time to flesh out two characters, but each of them brings characterisation beyond what's already in the text.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">My only real criticism is that the medical subplot comes across as a little extraneous. I don't really want to get into spoiler territory, but the characters indicating a pill bottle on the coffee table is like Chekhov making sure you absolutely notice that there's a loaded gun sat on the mantlepiece. Much of this play's power is that this is an average night in a regular house with normal people, so barreling into life and death territory feels unnecessary.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">But these are quibbles. <i>Give Me the Sun</i> isn't some self-consciously worthy play about an 'important issue', it's a character piece that satisfyingly intersects with political and social issues. And that's very much my jam</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><i>Give Me the Sun </i>is at the Blue Elephant Theatre until 16 July 2022. <a href="http://www.blueelephanttheatre.co.uk/" target="_blank">Tickets here</a>.</span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-83300629767815319182022-07-07T13:42:00.000+01:002022-07-07T13:42:33.369+01:00Review: 'Moral Panic' at Riverside Studios, 6 May 2022<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhq0sS8YZWP-k81wHAs19BDMOgyj3vP204MSm2TKmB0cAqGNFvtmzQwVtm1ejQ7FJ26nvOPmR7SS0v1JB_ByMqH2XGJ_RSe8cKrMuPny8YiP_kTcfjoHLRKzXPTEtBbylKcoH3UvuVw7SQdE2ivHZKInzHTcrBb_gTWYiF-AJ_hBik8br3C-duHfvWg/s1280/7f3262317d6daeb9a69fb229a96d3847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="732" data-original-width="1280" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhq0sS8YZWP-k81wHAs19BDMOgyj3vP204MSm2TKmB0cAqGNFvtmzQwVtm1ejQ7FJ26nvOPmR7SS0v1JB_ByMqH2XGJ_RSe8cKrMuPny8YiP_kTcfjoHLRKzXPTEtBbylKcoH3UvuVw7SQdE2ivHZKInzHTcrBb_gTWYiF-AJ_hBik8br3C-duHfvWg/w640-h366/7f3262317d6daeb9a69fb229a96d3847.jpg" width="640" /></a></strong></div><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="3 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/three-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">It's adorable looking back at the 1980s "video nasties". The idea that something like Sam Raimi's <i>The Evil Dead</i> was ever a danger to anyone is absurd. Even so, 1980s tabloids breathlessly assured the public that exposure to Bruce Campbell and a couple of buckets of fake blood would cause irrevocable harm to the nation's morality.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Writer/director Stuart Warwick's <b><i>Moral Panic</i></b> takes us inside the British Board of Film Censors on the cusp of its mid-80s transformation into the more cuddly-sounding British Board of Film Classification. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Our viewpoint is Jack Cooper's Charles Hawthorne, a model of prissy paternalism whose god-given mission as protecting the weak-minded public from blood, boobs, and blasphemy. And as for why they're susceptible while he isn't? Well, he's blessed with a public school education. He knows better.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">From minute one </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">we know</span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Hawthorne is heading for a fall. Notions of "obscenity" weakened throughout the 1980s, with the BBFC slowly relaxing their standards in the face of more liberally-minded areligious audiences who didn't want their horror flicks slashed to ribbons.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Our future is personified by a young new censor Veronica Nardelli, whose permissive nature towards censorship runs counter to everything Hawthorne holds dear. But when it suddenly seems she might leapfrog over him into a promotion he covets something must be done...</span></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1r_TRQLJglP4IMdnUoOy4Urk_tGPCUSRhiTMR5eT1XudFkGB1FXr15HAaFDQtGc8t6vK9BSeopV5olHB-_ZZia44KFO9i0VRe18FGYUHHDXWpXimN_jKzonCIWRhafStB-eFpElZ_NCi8fBk4uX8Da2Es8eyfUwlvPdaUR8E_u3lfe95Eew-cNIu7qA/s2048/image-4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1r_TRQLJglP4IMdnUoOy4Urk_tGPCUSRhiTMR5eT1XudFkGB1FXr15HAaFDQtGc8t6vK9BSeopV5olHB-_ZZia44KFO9i0VRe18FGYUHHDXWpXimN_jKzonCIWRhafStB-eFpElZ_NCi8fBk4uX8Da2Es8eyfUwlvPdaUR8E_u3lfe95Eew-cNIu7qA/w640-h426/image-4.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack Cooper as Charles Hawthorne</td></tr></tbody></table></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I won't go further into what actually happens as there are twists in the tale that shouldn't be spoiled, but this hour-long single-hander wraps up with a decently dark punchline that leaves us on a high note.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">The most obviously praiseworthy element is Cooper's performance, which is underlined by a fastidiously groomed moustache making him look more like hes from the 1940s than the 1980s. Hawthorne is all tightly coiled pride and nervy energy, obsessed with maintaining cold emotional detachment despite his true thoughts written all over his face.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">He's also great when briefly playing other characters as and when they're needed in scenes. By necessity the other characters are broad caricatures, though there's an argument that we're seeing them through his character's unpleasant mental filter. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">But though I enjoyed <i>Moral Panic</i> I found myself wishing it'd connected the dots between now and then. The ebb and flow of permissiveness versus censoriousness over the decades is very politically relevant - with the BBC posting articles <a href="https://www.bbc.com/news/stories-60556060" target="_blank">wondering whether Mary Whitehouse "was ahead of her time"</a>.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><i>Moral Panic </i>skirts the edge of this conversation but ultimately shies away from it, making a beeline towards allegory rather than revealing its political hand. For example, I'd be interested to know whether the playwright considered Charles an evolutionary precursor to "cancel culture" or if he'd trace a line from his unearned chauvinist confidence to modern right-wing commentators.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">And also - and this is simply speaking as a horror fan - in a play about dark doings that references the gooiest of splatter movies I'd have liked to have seen a bit of the red stuff on stage. But hey, maybe that bloodlust is proof that video nasties really did warp our minds?</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><i>Moral Panic runs until 10 July at Riverside Studios in Hammersmith. <a href="https://riversidestudios.co.uk/see-and-do/moral-panic-30740/" target="_blank">Tickets here</a>.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-56752935387754596972021-11-19T16:02:00.002+00:002021-11-19T16:02:20.969+00:00Review: Outside at the Rosemary Branch Theatre, 18 November 2021<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"></strong></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWbshRLmvoMNefVO8la-3k4YCQytPZSka_jUbiEAzSiD-HzeSlck6wpdd0v2TjcUHVWyREKVvFP8gwR2Yf61mNOLZKayKBDPnfGO0J-GDdCRQOyvVhxR0T4f285BReYCuT7Rlt_XhV-Eg/s699/Outside-Publicity_Standard+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="380" data-original-width="699" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWbshRLmvoMNefVO8la-3k4YCQytPZSka_jUbiEAzSiD-HzeSlck6wpdd0v2TjcUHVWyREKVvFP8gwR2Yf61mNOLZKayKBDPnfGO0J-GDdCRQOyvVhxR0T4f285BReYCuT7Rlt_XhV-Eg/w640-h348/Outside-Publicity_Standard+%25281%2529.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table></strong></strong><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i>Outside </i>reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/four-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Broken people and bad times are my kinda theatre, and in <i><b>Outside </b></i>writer/director/actor Gabrielle MacPherson serves up a positively bulging smorgasbord of misery, violence, revenge and despair. I don’t know why I’m so attracted to stories like these, but give me something gloomy anyway over some saccharine musical.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">We spend an hour in the company of Willa, a young woman apparently sorting through the detritus of her parents’ lives. She’s surrounded by cardboard boxes stuffed with documents: love letters sent by her philandering father, business receipts from her mum and, something deep inside, a document that could save her life.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">As you’d expect from a play advertised with the main character’s face spattered with blood, Willa’s story isn’t all sunshine and roses. The monologue slowly gives us pieces that make up the sad jigsaw of her life: physical and mental abuse, visits from social workers, moving towns to avoid too much attention, and any thoughts of liberation squashed by being told what’s out there is worse.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">It all adds up to a jagged character who tumbles between various emotions, as if she’s never learned the right social cues on how to behave. The piece is full of dark little vignettes, the creepiest of which comes when she adopts a kitten. The “spiky little thing” becomes sick and Willa casually dumps its unconscious body in the bin, so as to hide the fact she had a kitten. Her treatment of it is a subconscious echo of what we gather has been done to her and it sent shivers up my spine.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6q5dqAFlKAJpN3-MjypZAYjX2_ztZC2I02Wk-UXbw5B5a67chPKGADya1W2F2XltcW7jnYJZLgVib8l2nuFrEUqtrjLOtj1lVU3EASXhuWqHzLTvJgsEE8hiRJjc4MhTHc_ArIcUfnyg/s2048/GabrielleMacPherson-Willa.-Credit-Robert-Thompson.png" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1362" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6q5dqAFlKAJpN3-MjypZAYjX2_ztZC2I02Wk-UXbw5B5a67chPKGADya1W2F2XltcW7jnYJZLgVib8l2nuFrEUqtrjLOtj1lVU3EASXhuWqHzLTvJgsEE8hiRJjc4MhTHc_ArIcUfnyg/w640-h426/GabrielleMacPherson-Willa.-Credit-Robert-Thompson.png" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">The reality of what's happening now is a mystery for most of the play (or it was to me at least), but if you’ve seen stories like this before you don’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to figure out what's bubbling just under the surface.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">MacPherson’s writing puts an admirable amount of trust in the audience, giving us a trail of breadcrumbs to follow through the story and having confidence that we’re able to assemble into a coherent whole. This kind of thing is harder than it looks, so it’s a testament to her skill that it all feels so natural.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">It’s also performed beautifully and proved my maxim that the only place to sit in fringe theatre is in the front row. That gives you the chance to interact with the performer - and MacPherson frequently made eye contact with me, helping both raise the tension and drag me into her world.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I gather that <i>Outside</i> had its first performances during lockdown over live-stream. While those reviews seem to be positive the show reminded me of the importance of being present during a performance. In person there’s no getting distracted by playing with your phone, no connection issues or audience glitches, and comfort from your familiar surroundings.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">But <i><b>Outside </b></i>really benefits from being seen in person, as being locked in with Willa was quite a ride. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><i>Outside is at the Rosemary Branch until 20 November. <a href="https://www.rosemarybranchtheatre.co.uk/show/outside-2" target="_blank">Tickets here</a>.</i></span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-38088683575020339022021-11-02T13:47:00.006+00:002021-11-02T13:52:46.881+00:00Review: Not Lady Chatterley's Lover at the Greenwich Theatre, 1st November 2021<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></strong></strong></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDswwi37fd0bCannJLLv3zbO9YBI3wz5LvjjJtVEWC_0WHn53roxCWPknRC6Do_cxUdzHt1h5mipZoG-lkeP8Z-aXvBKLwZWO3nRJ2LT2rfD2ZsXZcTr7l1AF2R-lbJH_hRPVvFfCd0kc/s2048/Y9eok08A.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDswwi37fd0bCannJLLv3zbO9YBI3wz5LvjjJtVEWC_0WHn53roxCWPknRC6Do_cxUdzHt1h5mipZoG-lkeP8Z-aXvBKLwZWO3nRJ2LT2rfD2ZsXZcTr7l1AF2R-lbJH_hRPVvFfCd0kc/w640-h427/Y9eok08A.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i>Not Lady Chatterley's Lover </i>reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="1 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/one-star.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">There's a brand of bourgeois British comedy that I find as fun as having needles jammed under my fingernails. Think Radio 4 on a Sunday afternoon, a 7pm ITV sitcom, or <i>Carry On. </i>Happy Idiot<i>'s </i><b style="font-style: italic;">Not Lady Chatterley's Lover </b>lands squarely in this territory and about five minutes in I realized with a doom-like curl of dread the nightmare I'd signed up for.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">The show parodies D.H. Lawrence's 1928 novel <i>Lady Chatterley's Lover</i>, more famous for the 1960 obscenity trial than its merits as a piece of literature. Lawrence's book skewers British class, centering on the intense sexual relationship between Lady Chatterley and her gamekeeper Mellors. </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">All that comes alongside a then-progressive view of sexuality, frank descriptions of sex acts, and a gradual dismantling of the idea that fucking is something to ashamed of.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Not Lady Chatterley's Lover</i> clearly disagrees, sticking to the British default of being incapable of talking with sex without resorting to tired innuendo and double entendres. It's 2021 for god's sake, we should be able to talk about sex without stammering out vaguely transphobic jokes about men in fishnet stockings. The inability to deal with this is eventually proven when they quote Lawrence directly, then smirk and toss the book off stage, dismissing the explicit dialogue as "weird". </span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS1ShI-JNX98ohp2fvu6jrtfDP2l0SzTbzxJeCf02kmjy-LC7p7Srt_Gi8w7eWShXIUMopOplUhHnGnXaXdt3VX8JXu_kCb2tfb53WGIy9mVH0QMRTxG1IEvunWOrKV8R3MiZkenidyqUn/s2048/wmz-fnNA.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS1ShI-JNX98ohp2fvu6jrtfDP2l0SzTbzxJeCf02kmjy-LC7p7Srt_Gi8w7eWShXIUMopOplUhHnGnXaXdt3VX8JXu_kCb2tfb53WGIy9mVH0QMRTxG1IEvunWOrKV8R3MiZkenidyqUn/w640-h426/wmz-fnNA.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Perhaps I'm taking a goofy comedy too seriously, but it's not like we're inundated with stage adaptations of </span><i>Lady Chatterley's Lover </i><span style="font-family: georgia;">and - despite being smothered by inane gags - the skeleton of Lawrence's story is still compelling. But that factor results in constant friction between the source material and the comedy.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Most obvious are the continual gags about people with disabilities. The inciting incident for the book Lord Chatterley has been injured in World War I and is now paralysed from the waist down. This is naturally a source of continual gags at the expense of people in wheelchairs, with particular hilarity drawn from the fact that he's now also impotent. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">To be fair, this did lead to the single funniest aspect of the evening: that there was a guy from the Royal Legion selling poppies in the theatre lobby. I wonder what he'd have made of the well-to-do Greenwich crowd chortling away at the antics of the traumatised veteran and his ruined marriage.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I don't really have much more to say because the experience just made me kinda sad about what can pass for comedy. For the sake of honesty I should say that most of the audience seemed to be enjoying themselves, so this crap obviously appeals to someone. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">The most positive thing about the night was reaching the interval and discovering - to my intense relief - that my girlfriend hated it just as much as I did. Having a press ticket means I'm dutybound to stick around until the final curtain, but she got to duck out and go home early. </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">Still, if nothing else this was a great sense of humour litmus test: if she'd been guffawing alongside the hogs in that theatre it'd have been time to reconsider the relationship.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">So yeah, total shite. Avoid.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i><b>Not Lady Chatterley's Lover</b> is now on tour. <a href="https://happyidiot.co.uk/tours/" target="_blank">Tickets here etc etc</a>.</i></span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-3195534062241651102021-10-14T16:23:00.001+01:002021-10-14T16:23:22.007+01:00Review: iMelania, 13th October 2021<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGmFK4gFzfpHVDdSVhw8yd9Xti9H9Q0awb0ffZIz0LWjRMxPdP9EXvsA2ru3fvDQhbXxp2wLwLzKYkuzIc276L7SGuAvig9kLbkPdqATomVCGNiI7mH34iq6afaJAmSl8alEDVcGlvTkv/s2175/iMelania-c-VarjackLowry_2-scaled.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1050" data-original-width="2175" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGmFK4gFzfpHVDdSVhw8yd9Xti9H9Q0awb0ffZIz0LWjRMxPdP9EXvsA2ru3fvDQhbXxp2wLwLzKYkuzIc276L7SGuAvig9kLbkPdqATomVCGNiI7mH34iq6afaJAmSl8alEDVcGlvTkv/w640-h309/iMelania-c-VarjackLowry_2-scaled.jpeg" width="640" /></a></strong></div><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i>iMelania </i>reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/four-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">First thoughts were that a play about Melania Trump might have missed the bus. After all, with Joe Biden in the White House and a whole new set of problems tearing the world apart, who has the time for a former First Lady who was often invisible even when her husband was the leader of the free world?</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But <i style="font-weight: bold;">iMelania </i>acknowledges and incorporates its subject's absence to make a smart and concise statement on identity. At the core is the paradox of Melania Trump: an immigrant married to a man defined by his anti-immigration policies. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The show nails why she's intriguing and frustrating, with her actual pronouncements and interviews so anodyne you can't help but try and figure out what she's *really* thinking. What does the smiling vanishing from her face the nanosecond her husband turns away mean? Is she really rolling her eyes as he speaks? Why in god's holy name did she wear a coat with "I really don't care, do u" on it during a trip intended to show the opposite?</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Varjack-Lowry dig through these mixed messages in a smartly produced online show that takes place over two screens. This isn't complicated: the performance consists of two streaming videos played in sync that simulate WhatsApp conversations and a laptop desktop. It's technologically straightforward but neatly simulates the way most of us consume current affairs.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The early segments recapping Melania's greatest hits are entertaining enough, especially in how they highlight the way the Trump presidency is rapidly curdling into nostalgia, but the show properly comes to life when it gets personal.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The focus on nationality and identity is refracted through Brexit, with both Varjack and Lowry ruminating on how their legal nationalities map onto their personal identities. There's a cruel precision to some of this: with the most moving part the keenly felt injustice of missing out on an Italian passport because you were born two months after the 1992 cut-off date.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2H5mpz1go8FH3q4dwFJslY0YO_RmhghLVyDFMeplKPM6XU29pu0ngkIkxnsb0gwgo0oqO5AMjBSn49YYVfw7b9sloJm4puEDpFLJjRBfmPj71Ch2wdSrUPD7lUFMo6Kvwd9XmHJZSz3R/s1625/452e057a-268b-403f-b0ea-9b4028b7ea44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1625" data-original-width="921" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2H5mpz1go8FH3q4dwFJslY0YO_RmhghLVyDFMeplKPM6XU29pu0ngkIkxnsb0gwgo0oqO5AMjBSn49YYVfw7b9sloJm4puEDpFLJjRBfmPj71Ch2wdSrUPD7lUFMo6Kvwd9XmHJZSz3R/w362-h640/452e057a-268b-403f-b0ea-9b4028b7ea44.jpg" width="362" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The longer the show goes on the more Melania looks like a perversely good mirror for the immigrant experience, particularly the way she juggles contradictory identities. For instance, when Varjack and Lowry discuss the struggle of being legally considered something you're not it's easy to map that onto footage of Melania being praised by right-wing media as the epitome of the All-American woman.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The show ends on an anticlimax, though that's not Varjack-Lowry's fault. <i>iMelania</i> was supposed to have been staged in summer 2020 when it seemed all too plausible that its subject would have stayed in the limelight for another four years. But COVID got in the way, though in a strange way it's appropriate that Melania has apparently vanished off the face of the Earth since being booted out of the White House. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Trying to nail her down is like trying to grasp onto a fistful of sand. There's no personality except for a vague cattiness and no politics except a very muted echo of her husband's fury. By the time the virtual curtain dropped I'd started to see her as a human Rorschach test, an outline to be coloured in as you see fit. Hell, maybe there never really was a Melania Trump and we all collectively imagined her into existence.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">With COVID now (hopefully) receding into the distance and theatres re-opening these innovative online performances may start to vanish. But it'd be a shame if they disappeared completely as <i style="font-weight: bold;">iMelania </i>proves how powerful digital theater can be.</span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-80878049947225605002021-07-02T12:21:00.004+01:002021-07-02T12:21:36.544+01:00Review: 'Going Ape' at the Union Theatre, 29 June 2021<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoodsgVumYXsRH9KKxxPLrmbTH0wSxO6P9dFb-IAHs0wRbEwAkJ9BqV1vALUtjJH7TF_TWs2W7X6UudbNJcQtTz0GXeTcdYb3En8aoKQDRJpq0zkmd3QuduEBX0dw5qTFRENGogMfcMo3o/s1000/FIhTrZYQ.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="1000" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoodsgVumYXsRH9KKxxPLrmbTH0wSxO6P9dFb-IAHs0wRbEwAkJ9BqV1vALUtjJH7TF_TWs2W7X6UudbNJcQtTz0GXeTcdYb3En8aoKQDRJpq0zkmd3QuduEBX0dw5qTFRENGogMfcMo3o/w640-h288/FIhTrZYQ.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Bad Nights and Odd Days reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/three-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">As the lockdowns lift and theatres open their creaking doors, dust down their stages, and warm up the lights, it's forgivable that there's a hell of a lot of plays on the way about COVID. After all, Britain's playwrights and actors have been deprived of an audience for far too long and their job is to process the last 18 months through drama. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">But in the midst of all that soul-searching and societal psychoanalysis, there's got to be room for shows that just want to have some goofy fun. Enter Andrew Corbet Burcher's <b><i>Going Ape.</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Set a few hundred years after Adam and Eve (Siôn Lloyd and Melanie La Barrie) were booted out of the Garden of Eden, we find them as a bickering married couple awaiting a visit from Cain (Gabriel Vick). He arrives with his new girlfriend Lucy (Laura Tyrer) in tow, an Australopithecus with plans for personal evolution. They're soon joined by new brother Seth (Henry Collie), a budding musician canoodling with his girlfriend Genevieve (Anabel Kutay).</span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7FfJC9wXPQKHH4TOtsyqm7k0HqIqrM0VN7OOYrUFNtcUFZ8uHRr6RTks7ZNeLhLKGhlTCz4amPNZAxEKvrbJPbLbI8HeLj36dr1Q5yun6CRZGea-IgZIrHBnG2iTlbtLrCxXJG3ZgspxQ/s1000/DcikG1YA.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="686" data-original-width="1000" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7FfJC9wXPQKHH4TOtsyqm7k0HqIqrM0VN7OOYrUFNtcUFZ8uHRr6RTks7ZNeLhLKGhlTCz4amPNZAxEKvrbJPbLbI8HeLj36dr1Q5yun6CRZGea-IgZIrHBnG2iTlbtLrCxXJG3ZgspxQ/w640-h440/DcikG1YA.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Siôn Lloyd and Melanie La Barrie as Adam and Eve</td></tr></tbody></table><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">At times <i>Going Ape</i> feels like a sitcom pilot, each character is broadly drawn and nothing is taken seriously. Lloyd channels Fred Flintstone via Jim Royle for his Adam, behaving as the classic put-upon patriarch around which the drama is built, with each subsequent character slotting into extremely familiar archetypes. I also particularly enjoyed Vick's "gap yah" trust fund dope Cain and the way Tyrer pulled a reverse <i>Flowers for Algernon</i> as she got smarter (and bossier).</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">It's also very loosely plotted, with the first half of the show a series of character introductions and the second showing them putting on "the first show" to retell Genesis. But narrative isn't necessarily important for a comedy as long as it delivers jokes, and <i>Going Ape </i>successfully cleared my "make me actually laugh three times" bar for a successful comedy.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">But though it caused ripples of giggles, I realised that comedies face an uphill battle while social distancing is on. Smaller audiences mean fewer laughs no matter how funny you are and this lessened feedback must affect the performances. Even so, I chuckled a whole bunch throughout: enjoying Adam taking his job of naming the animals seriously - especially when getting snooty about Lucy naming herself '</span><span style="font-family: arial;">Australopithecus' ("what kind of name is that?!"), everyone's shared joy over discovering bananas, and the interactions with God towards the end of the play.</span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo83kVT1AyYjKzgUzSwsCv7cOVEn1FdlQpdxvAONK4KH_9rW-JNEmh1YxvNv7HmzeSKTj-xQk55mK3LqWJ8oTNsSrN_TRACIbqw8YdVjTS_c3P4uW153lhozPMW9OYq-SjifciS1VuTH4F/s1000/peUNf1xw.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="1000" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo83kVT1AyYjKzgUzSwsCv7cOVEn1FdlQpdxvAONK4KH_9rW-JNEmh1YxvNv7HmzeSKTj-xQk55mK3LqWJ8oTNsSrN_TRACIbqw8YdVjTS_c3P4uW153lhozPMW9OYq-SjifciS1VuTH4F/w640-h342/peUNf1xw.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gabriel Vick and Henry Collie as Cain and Seth</td></tr></tbody></table><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">There are a couple of clangers. I wasn't a huge fan of Collie's obliviously dim Seth, who was too broad even for this material - and I don't understand why he was dressed as a beatnik. Perhaps this was simply to facilitate the worst moment in the show in which they make a reference to <i>The Fast Show</i>, a gag that</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> feels like its fallen out of a time warp from 25 years ago and should be jettisoned immediately.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">I don't want to bag on <i>Going Ape </i>too hard. It might not be the tightest, side-splitting, or most narratively propulsive show around, but I can't deny I had a good time. Smiling and laughing as part of an audience still feels alien (and likely will for a while yet) and honestly, it's nice to watch something that's pure silly escapism that has zero relevance to the nightmare world beyond the theatre door.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Going Ape is at the Union Theatre until 10 July 2021. <a href="https://uniontheatre.savoysystems.co.uk/UnionTheatre.dll/TSelectItems.waSelectItemsPrompt.TcsWebMenuItem_836.TcsWebTab_837.TcsProgramme_396283" target="_blank">Tickets here</a>.</span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-77305568872976722792021-06-26T14:30:00.003+01:002021-06-26T14:32:23.614+01:00Review: 'Bad Nights And Odd Days' at the Greenwich Theatre, 25 June 2021<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_hXYVzlvSyYOrBToubWpBCXuZ5QWVUSoBI6VHDt35CbbJm3T_9gvUlBWwDG99AsfdvBqWsz1RqfgqGH1ObEcUn5A-37Ulv9vE5Qcxbh3gEsTFWTd-tPMomiUeLiGp-sLVdN3FI-BCULwj/s2588/yJWz1HQA.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1215" data-original-width="2588" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_hXYVzlvSyYOrBToubWpBCXuZ5QWVUSoBI6VHDt35CbbJm3T_9gvUlBWwDG99AsfdvBqWsz1RqfgqGH1ObEcUn5A-37Ulv9vE5Qcxbh3gEsTFWTd-tPMomiUeLiGp-sLVdN3FI-BCULwj/w640-h300/yJWz1HQA.jpeg" width="640" /></a></strong></div><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Bad Nights and Odd Days reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/four-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">As the dreary lockdown months stretched on I struggled with the itch that only theatre can scratch: breathing the same air and occupying the same space as fictional characters, traveling to watch a story play out without distractions, the communal thrill of experiencing emotions as an audience.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">But beyond all that is the simple fact that theatre gets a lot more intense than most other media. Enter the Greenwich Theatre's Caryl Churchill quadruple bill, <b style="font-style: italic;">Bad Nights and Odd Days. </b>This brings together four short plays dealing with (among other things) rape, abortion, suicide, and environmental apocalypse. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">After the nightmare year we've had you might shy from the idea of spending two hours shut in a room with series of traumatised and isolated people, but Churchill's writing seamlessly pirouettes through sincerity and farce. One second you're shivering at the raw dialogue of a couple struggling to cope with sexual trauma, the next you're giggling at their bourgeois pretensions.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJ1YvBteB6m53dn_T3pXrXTXRMI_D-4uHgBO41vWiC2bV1S4f-BNYCLhafKczS0fjAoi3GhAdx3QbdEuuZeQrVkiUSz9xjWiPDPPlNnmKaOg1n1rBVfq1hDUjqUmu0FgVsnnDUyneEoNP/s2048/3WS59auQ.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1367" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJ1YvBteB6m53dn_T3pXrXTXRMI_D-4uHgBO41vWiC2bV1S4f-BNYCLhafKczS0fjAoi3GhAdx3QbdEuuZeQrVkiUSz9xjWiPDPPlNnmKaOg1n1rBVfq1hDUjqUmu0FgVsnnDUyneEoNP/w640-h428/3WS59auQ.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dan Gaisford as Mick</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">You can't slide a Rizla between Churchill's changes in tone, which are common to all four plays but best displayed in <i>Three More Sleepless Nights</i>. This does exactly what it says on the tin: a nocturnal daisy chain of bad relationships featuring characters played by Paul McGann, Verna Vyas, Dan Gaisford, and Gracy Goldman. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">In one of the 'nights', a woman has a creepy disassociative episode. It plays out like dream logic: she speaks in confusing fragments, eventually clutching a carving knife and talking about suicide. It's unnerving, tense, and eerily realistic. All that's offset by her partner who is amusingly oblivious, recounting the plot of Ridley Scott's <i>Alien</i> just to have something to say. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Laughing while also being freaked out is my kinda vibe and Churchill's plays feel as if they're getting away with stuff they shouldn't.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Also impressive is that despite all four being written in the 1970s they feel alarmingly contemporary. That's on fine display in the dystopian <i>Not Not Not Not Not Enough Oxygen</i>, which takes us to a smogged out future London where the air is poisonous, the economy has collapsed, and the human race faces extinction. It's a timely apocalypse, particularly as its theoretical future maps well onto our microplasticky, nitrogen dioxide-saturated present.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2pAChQqrrrRtP8h-3CbCfjrayCwCoBCvHAxjPXoQ6khPc8DqKc4XYzn6l2uTZP33bGwQJ41GiPenUtgSZTur28rOpIqFLA1VbF6WGkBIMmQ-5lmKIe01uLsKgVbwGkznQKIIEBJru8PZB/s2048/NCXU7UIA.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1367" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2pAChQqrrrRtP8h-3CbCfjrayCwCoBCvHAxjPXoQ6khPc8DqKc4XYzn6l2uTZP33bGwQJ41GiPenUtgSZTur28rOpIqFLA1VbF6WGkBIMmQ-5lmKIe01uLsKgVbwGkznQKIIEBJru8PZB/w640-h428/NCXU7UIA.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kerrie Taylor as Roz</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">It means we end on an appropriately ominous note, as hope strolls offstage and leaves the characters locked down in a tiny apartment facing an ambiguous future. Oh well, the theatres are back open, so even if we'll soon be coughing up fistfuls of pulped lung from a new variant at least there'll be somewhere to go in the evening.</span><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">COVID is responsible for my only real criticism: social distancing rules mean the audience has to be spread out over a large theatre, which is at odds with the intimacy of the drama. Way back in Row L I was myself wishing I was sat down in the front row so I could watch every subtle bit of body language and facial tic from this great cast. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">I also spent quite a lot of the show looking at the large piece of scenery in the background. It was interesting enough - variously resembling a rollercoaster track, piece of industrial machinery, or dinosaur skeleton - but I couldn't for the life of me work out what relevance it had to the plays. Maybe it's just there for aesthetic reasons to spice up the stage?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Whatever the case, theatre is back, baby. Kudos to the Greenwich Theatre for choosing this misanthropic show as their big debut: it'd have been easy to come back with crowd-pleasing escapism, but there's something palpably 'now' about Churchill's plays post-pandemic. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i style="font-weight: bold;">Bad Days and Odd Nights </i>is at the Greenwich Theatre until 10 July. <a href="https://greenwichtheatre.org.uk/events/bad-nights-and-odd-days/" target="_blank">Tickets here</a>.</span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-29315371847135714432021-06-23T12:07:00.005+01:002021-06-23T12:09:42.501+01:00Review: 'Queen Mab' at Iris Theatre’s Summer Festival, 22nd June 2021<p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"></strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgADNB9LRKwRSFikdIiAiBqx8zkNV4fPvLl2ZzFzYEs9VUY5oo9omNfLLVnfbr5H4UqzJEc4Vf5rX9FfHU2p6Zv1hid8cT1PAzpO9z1ap7X8rjz-gcJvpvVPFhE-MQlTtZp-qjiUOxzQs9v/s1500/Copy+of+Press+1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="820" data-original-width="1500" height="350" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgADNB9LRKwRSFikdIiAiBqx8zkNV4fPvLl2ZzFzYEs9VUY5oo9omNfLLVnfbr5H4UqzJEc4Vf5rX9FfHU2p6Zv1hid8cT1PAzpO9z1ap7X8rjz-gcJvpvVPFhE-MQlTtZp-qjiUOxzQs9v/w640-h350/Copy+of+Press+1.JPG" width="640" /></a></strong></div><p></p><p><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Queen Mab reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</strong><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span face=""Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/four-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">We're not out of the woods with COVID but at least we seem to be on the right path. The pandemic has been the biggest global event since World War II and we'll be feeling its consequences for years to come. And, as playwrights emerge from lockdown isolation, it's inevitable that many of them will try to process what's happened on stage.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Danielle Pearson's <i style="font-weight: bold;">Queen Mab</i> is a noble attempt, throwing together 15-year-old British teenager Freya (Jo Patmore) and 500-year-old extradimensional fairy immortal Queen Mab (Erica Flint). </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">We begin just as lockdown starts: Freya is figuring out what to study for her A-levels, bristling against her family, and pining over her classmate Ollie. Enter Mab, who has a brief and flighty conversation with Freya, with the fairy surprised when she remembers their encounter the next day. The two form an unlikely friendship, though Mab warns that things don't end well when immortals get entangled in the human world.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">What follows is a gentle and emotional drama about life under lockdown, complete with fantastical story elements that suggest Pearson has read her fair share of Neil Gaiman. </span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="904" data-original-width="1500" height="386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnB1C_YmOgx-aOH_N54OPNkyW79Qfhem3h76m0Cvarb2e9n0gTaOjzYJ8NRFct9qyWX2upEhEBcQ2cPHPP6xTvecyJ0zVL39kM6cJOJsR-tZatho58EN6NYRN5vgLUBt7FPOz_BKlybev0/w640-h386/Copy+of+Press+4.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Erica Flint as Mab</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnB1C_YmOgx-aOH_N54OPNkyW79Qfhem3h76m0Cvarb2e9n0gTaOjzYJ8NRFct9qyWX2upEhEBcQ2cPHPP6xTvecyJ0zVL39kM6cJOJsR-tZatho58EN6NYRN5vgLUBt7FPOz_BKlybev0/s1500/Copy+of+Press+4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"></span></a></div><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">One thing that struck me during the pandemic and that this show underlines is the tragedy of time slowly trickling away. We will never get those dreary lockdown months back and if that lost time makes a thirtysomething theatre critic melancholy it must be excruciating for teenagers.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">You can only ever be young once and people like Freya can rightly grieve for those delayed first kisses, the wild parties that didn't happen, and the thousands of missed opportunities to figure out who the hell you even are. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Pearson offsets the breakneck speed of adolescence against Mab's immortality. For her this is simply another plague humanity must endure. But even though she floats above physical concerns, she senses how humanity's fears, ambitions, and outlook have been warped by the gravitational pull of COVID. Relationships have disintegrated under the pressure, finances have collapsed, and uh, there's all those corpses who'd otherwise be alive and well.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">This is condensed into Freya's household, depicted as a microcosm of the British COVID experience. Watching it in a play gives us the opportunity to observe it externally and nudges us towards a Mab's eye view of the situation. This is underlined by Georgie Staight's solid direction - particularly having Mab move through the audience and occasionally silently watch Freya just outside the rope marking out the performance space.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1500" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRRUl_rzVlVoKlb498QyQS3-l7-OhVndSKCNFxu2ymYImlRexAId4fvMTHAM1sxYSq3JdLyEF0wqm8NSv7zP3lDSZ5ZHhhQXQBTnFS9knVLhZWDz0E8qoHzPFGhjzMfdh3JkkDS92RMJq1/w640-h426/Copy+of+Press+2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jo Patmore as Freya</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRRUl_rzVlVoKlb498QyQS3-l7-OhVndSKCNFxu2ymYImlRexAId4fvMTHAM1sxYSq3JdLyEF0wqm8NSv7zP3lDSZ5ZHhhQXQBTnFS9knVLhZWDz0E8qoHzPFGhjzMfdh3JkkDS92RMJq1/s1500/Copy+of+Press+2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Both actors nail this and are obviously relishing being in front of an audience. Best of all, their friendship feels realistic: clearing the performance hurdle of why Mab would be interested in Freya in the first place. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Flint nicely combines Mab's haughtiness with vulnerability, resulting in a character that feels otherworldly but that's still relatable. She also nails the lyrical dialogue, which echoes Shakespeare without descending into pastiche.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Patmore also impresses, especially in a serenade that's a reminder of the beauty of live music. Her Freya is sincere, incisive, and resists authority - Patmore makes it easy to see why Mab keeps coming back. Perhaps the best example is that at the end of this quick n' breezy 70-minute play I was genuinely touched by the reveal of her self-portrait.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i>Queen Mab</i> isn't close to making definitive pronouncements on the pandemic, but as a snapshot of a mood it's bang on. I'd worried that we'd get a deluge of plays about the pandemic as theatres (am craving escapism right now) but if they're as good as this bring it on.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Queen Mab </i></b><i>runs at Iris Theatre Summer Festival from 21 to 26 June 2021. <a href="https://iristheatre.ticketsolve.com/shows/873617535" target="_blank">Tickets here.</a></i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i>Photos by Flux Theatre.</i></span></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-36650121851463125142020-11-30T15:23:00.002+00:002020-11-30T15:23:20.102+00:00Review: 'NoMad' at the Greenwich Theatre, 27th November 2020<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo90iJM5cBj0uvUCbZZcqa8giBxKBlFSqpA5rPVFxhMXiZyW2FsG3dcUZbSWJeKy9hdw3V7QQ8LJj5KvJqlGFqa5WRcNkmSrnLs2cHaGxhyphenhyphenWttT2VRAZ2_q5MbS2wSv54_hXk31rAlhYEL/s1015/Nell-Hardy-TRAMSHED-Alessandra-Davison-69-1024x683.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="1015" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo90iJM5cBj0uvUCbZZcqa8giBxKBlFSqpA5rPVFxhMXiZyW2FsG3dcUZbSWJeKy9hdw3V7QQ8LJj5KvJqlGFqa5WRcNkmSrnLs2cHaGxhyphenhyphenWttT2VRAZ2_q5MbS2wSv54_hXk31rAlhYEL/w640-h294/Nell-Hardy-TRAMSHED-Alessandra-Davison-69-1024x683.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><strong itemprop="itemreviewed" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">NoMad reviewed by <a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;">David James</a></strong></strong><br style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><strong style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;">Rating:</strong><span face=""droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </span><span face=""droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif" itemprop="reviewRating" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><img alt="4 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/four-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">I've been a fan of Nell Hardy for some time. Way back in 2016 I saw her in the title role of Pandemonium Performance's promenade production of <i><a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/2016/07/alice-in-wonderland-at-abney-park.html" target="_blank">Alice in Wonderland</a> </i>in Abney Park Cemetary. She blew my socks off and since then I've tried to see her in as much as possible, as whatever 'it' is, she's got it.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">So when I was invited to a stream of her one-woman monologue, <b><i>NoMad</i> </b>there was no way I was passing it up. I'm not sure what I was expecting from Hardy, but a blistering and brutally honest monologue about her own experiences with homelessness, institutionalisation and mental health wasn't it.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span>Over the course of an hour and a bit, Hardy guides us through the nightmare of processed through a juddering and underfunded social care system intentionally designed to grind those caught in it to dust. <i>NoMad</i> focuses on mental health treatment, making it sound like a sadistic game of snakes and ladders, albeit one with loaded dice, too many snakes and maybe one creaky ladder. </span><span>But hey, at least being an inpatient means you get food, heat and a bed...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">The most vivid and well-realised moments come when Hardy is explaining the physical effects of homelessness. There's the misery of getting rained on: cold and wet clothes freezing you down to the bone and no prospect of getting properly dry anytime soon; the crinkle of an unwashed, overworn sock inside a shoe that hasn't been taken off in days and a vivid recounting of how it feels to have to piss and shit outdoors. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">It's in that last one that Hardy achieves something of the sublime. Much of <i>NoMad</i> is about a sustained assault on her sense of self and the destruction of her ego. Here, in what passes for one of the more light-hearted sequences of the show, she compares herself to a dog - both of them having a piss out in the open. It feels entirely apt, a nice summation of how homelessness erodes away human specialness as divine creatures and reduces you to a deterministic biological machine.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbaeVdW5xZNMih0xobym4kKe2fEJDgBEtrq1PohCcsYtJ9rtdVGU6puW2TrdWsKsPPVl3lsV82UxR9nTkcWQeZBk3UQ9FhvYh8jnGGbLaCJljCExqtYjNu7PEJp2beBOPUN6X3Oj9IkvE/s2048/EnazrKbXIAAskKV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1510" data-original-width="2048" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbaeVdW5xZNMih0xobym4kKe2fEJDgBEtrq1PohCcsYtJ9rtdVGU6puW2TrdWsKsPPVl3lsV82UxR9nTkcWQeZBk3UQ9FhvYh8jnGGbLaCJljCExqtYjNu7PEJp2beBOPUN6X3Oj9IkvE/w640-h472/EnazrKbXIAAskKV.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">I went into <i>NoMad </i>with respect for Hardy as an actor - and left with a mild sense of awe her writing skills. Prior to this, I'd assumed she was just 'yer typical talented drama school graduate making her way through London fringe theatre scene - but there's admirable sense of purpose and precision in this writing that you simply don't encounter that often.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Plus, while the text is light on explicitly referencing politics, it's difficult to read it as anything other than a condemnation of austerity. Though it might not be mentioned by name, the degradation of care systems, the suffering baked into benefits applications and the ease with which it's possible to fall through the cracks into homelessness are all symptoms of the economic snake oil that's killed hundreds of thousands and inflicted unnecessary pain on millions more.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I'm not saying loading every Conservative politician into some kind of gigantic rocket and firing it into the heart of the sun would have actually solved any of Hardy's problems, but it certainly couldn't hurt to try.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The only flaws of note here are technical. With COVID having effectively shut down fringe theatre I've resisted reviewing plays that have been streamed online. One of the reasons I enjoy theatre so much is the visceral sense of occupying the same space as the performer, which vanishes when you're experiencing a show on video. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">While </span><i style="font-family: helvetica;">NoMad</i><span style="font-family: helvetica;">'s minimalist staging and soundscape probably work quite well when you're physically present in the audience, it doesn't on video. And, putting my technical hat on for a moment, especially not on incredibly low bit-rate video that constantly stutters, judders and freezes, and where the sound breaks mid-way through (thank God for automated YouTube subtitling).</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">But it's a testament to the quality of the show that it hits as hard as it does even with one hand tied behind its back. Watching </span><i style="font-family: helvetica;">NoMad</i><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> made me positively itch to get back into a theatre - here's hoping 2021 sees this get a proper run as it deserves as much attention as it can get.</span></span></p><p></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-29828160993809520912020-09-16T11:55:00.006+01:002020-09-16T17:51:19.287+01:00Review: 'We Sing/I Sang' at the Cockpit Theatre, 15th September 2020<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-uBP2zVzY40I90XhFeXikOTl4hVpyIOZMrZkVW2IkuyJ00_enq6vRDPnoJwa3UkreHwR-sAPS5SU9SBjDhEHv62DbqxNdwOIgcStLLAc5nRT_Oqv2_pf7VDilSI5QtFa8WemJzpNA5OPe/s870/We+Sing_I+Sang+Banner_0.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="470" data-original-width="870" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-uBP2zVzY40I90XhFeXikOTl4hVpyIOZMrZkVW2IkuyJ00_enq6vRDPnoJwa3UkreHwR-sAPS5SU9SBjDhEHv62DbqxNdwOIgcStLLAc5nRT_Oqv2_pf7VDilSI5QtFa8WemJzpNA5OPe/w640-h346/We+Sing_I+Sang+Banner_0.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: xx-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Reviewed by </b></span><a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/about-author.html/" style="border: 0px; color: #5f1919; font-family: georgia; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.2s linear 0s;"><b style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: xx-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">David James</span></b></a></div><div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;"><strong style="border: 0px; font-family: "droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="border: 0px; font-size: xx-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Rating:</span></strong><span face=""droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </span><span face=""droid sans", arial, helvetica, sans-serif" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Rating" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><img alt="3 Stars" class="stars" src="https://www.nosegraze.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/three-stars.png" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></span></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Virtually Opera's <i style="font-weight: bold;">We Sing/I Sang</i> bills itself as "an improvised sci-fi ritual opera". A hazily defined 'Crisis' has hit the humanity and the old world has been erased. From the ashes a new collective consciousness - Mind - has formed. Now Mind is leaving this ruined planet behind and making tracks for the stars. The lessons, thoughts and memories we take to the new reality are up to us.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Part of the Cockpit Theatre's Tête à Tête: The Opera Festival, <i>We Sing/I Sang's </i>Crisis is clearly heavily informed by COVID-19. I suspect this topic is going to be the case for a lot of fringe art for a while yet. The country's playwrights and performers have been deprived of an audience for far too long and are no doubt bristling to translate their experiences into plays, poems and songs.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>We Sing/I Sang</i> is an austere experience, which I guess is as much a socially distanced necessity as an artistic choice. On a largely empty stage, CN Lester improvises an opera from our prompts accompanied by a viola soundtrack from Hannah Gardiner. They stand at the rear of the stage, with the performance space occupied by </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">Leo Doulton's </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">masked androgynous dancer.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">A lot of artists are clearly blue-balled (and blue-ovaried) after spending so long being unable to express themselves live and Virtually Opera recognise that the audience will feel that way too. As such, our thoughts shape the show as we answer questions on our phones that are projected above the performers.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">We're asked "What group of people tried to take advantage of the Crisis?", "You have a memory that brought you solace during the Crisis. Who was in it?" or </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">"What unusual ability did some people develop during the Crisis?"</span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">Our responses (and some general plot direction from 'adjudicators') shape the plot.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I replied "Conversation with bees" to the last question and watched as Lester worked their way through a verse about how, in the wake of the apocalypse, they realised that they could comprehend the faint buzzing all around them. I'm always impressed by quick-thinking improvisational skills and there's a smattering of resonant lyrical moments throughout the show.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Anyone improvising free-form opera has the benefit of being able to vamp for a few bars while they think of what they're going to sing next, but it's still fun to watch. Plus I figure that Lester (or someone backstage) is choosing what suggestions to base the show around so as not to break the atmosphere.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAe_vTb5hvAxkvbhX5UdaoURs3_anr0r4_ZbzTIUqt0eTITvCYZxihevcyRu773bw7tTEHr7s-kA9BPnvoKliy5LYqVn6p2yd4HQGsAg94F2szqW8zfGjrH-uIevJ54SG73bXMPKVf0yt5/s845/dbc14dcd-224e-49e5-afe1-aef88021399f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="845" data-original-width="704" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAe_vTb5hvAxkvbhX5UdaoURs3_anr0r4_ZbzTIUqt0eTITvCYZxihevcyRu773bw7tTEHr7s-kA9BPnvoKliy5LYqVn6p2yd4HQGsAg94F2szqW8zfGjrH-uIevJ54SG73bXMPKVf0yt5/w536-h640/dbc14dcd-224e-49e5-afe1-aef88021399f.jpg" width="536" /></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia;"><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">By and large, this succeeds in what it sets out to do and was a meditative reentry to performance after a long hiatus. The simplicity and straightforwardness of the show make it something that theoretically could be staged once society has actually collapsed. I mean, humanity would have to be completely on the ropes before we couldn't cobble together a singer, a single instrument and a dancer. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Being encouraged to be introspective about our own experiences during lockdown was also surprisingly touching. We're often casually asked how we are, but it just wouldn't be British to respond in any way other than "...fine". Getting quizzed on specific questions on your mood, memories and thoughts felt pleasantly therapeutic. And after months of staring at the walls of my cramped house I'll take whatever emotional probing is on offer.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I have a couple of criticisms. The show's IT set-up isn't great, consisting of switching between a webpage and a Google Spreadsheet. You have a limited time to enter your answers and I had to close my browser down in order to make new links appear. It just about works, though I can see less tech-savvy audience members getting frustrated as there's not much guidance in how to interact with the show once it's begun.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Also, Leo Doulton's dancing fills space but doesn't add anything interesting to the performance. He's something to look at during the singing rather than an integral part of the show and I couldn't connect his costume and choreography with Lester's singing and Gardiner's music. That's not to say I wish he wasn't there, just that all three performers should interact a bit more.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Quibbles aside, <i>We Sing/I Sang </i>is a great show for our mid-apocalyptic times. I'm a sucker for interactive elements in theatre and weaving them into opera kept me engaged throughout the show's concise 35-40 minute runtime. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It sounds like damning with faint praise that I was simply happy to be somewhere else at night other than my sofa, but this was great food to break a long theatrical fast with.</span></p></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">'We Sing/I Sang' is being broadcast online as part of t</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">he Cockpit Theatre's Tête à Tête: The Opera Festival on 17 September. <a href="https://www.thecockpit.org.uk/show/we_singi_sang_interactive_broadcast" target="_blank">Information here.</a></span></span></i></p>londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-5216834835393608582020-03-08T19:29:00.000+00:002020-03-08T19:29:44.910+00:00Review: 'Nuclear War / Buried / Graceland' at the Old Red Lion, 5th March 2020<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I'm not a huge fan double or triple bills of short plays. It's not that it's necessarily a bad format, but it's very tricky to write about while doing justice to each individual play. That remains the case, but I walked out of The Old Red Lion's latest triple bill (described, somewhat pretentiously, as a 'triptych') in a great mood. The two-hour show consists of David Spencer's <i style="font-weight: bold;">Buried</i>, Max Saunders-Singer's <i style="font-weight: bold;">Graceland</i> and Simon Stephens' <i style="font-weight: bold;">Nuclear War.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Buried </i>is a 50-minute long piece about the experiences of the playwright's grandfather during World War II. Played by James Demaine, the story is told from the perspective of a soldier who's been buried alive. What follows is a chronologically tangled and poetic demonstration of the psychological impacts of war.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Finally, we get <i>Nuclear War</i>, which is a fusion of choreography and abstract verse about the end of the world, a personal view of death, the dissolution of the self and the inevitable forces of entropy that will emotionally, physically and scientifically tear us apart. This is performed by Zoe Grain and Freya Sharp.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The three plays don't share much in common other than a somewhat nihilistic perspective on life. There's a content warning on the way up to the theatre explaining that these plays contain "trauma, PTSD, scenes of a distressing nature, suicide, grief, sexual content & strong language". While I don't want to spoil too many of the twists and turns, the promise of this sign is fulfilled a couple of times over.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">There's a lot to like in each of these plays, but while <i>Buried </i>boasts a committed performance from Demaine, and some sparkling writing (especially in the gruesome scenes based around corpse disposal), it eventually feels a little repetitive. The jumbled chronology meant I was concentrating on piecing the story together rather than appreciating the emotions. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">For me, the highlights came with </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Graceland </i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">and </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nuclear War</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. Anthony Cozens does a neat job semi-improvising his way through </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Graceland</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, knowing precisely when to slacken and tighten the reins on the audience. I really loved the slowly shifting tone and the way the pieces oscillate between comedy and tragedy, sometimes within the space of a few seconds. Plus, it's nice to get some genuine belly-laughs sandwiched in between the other plays. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm doing a terrible job at describing this, but just trust me that it's ace. Zoe Grain and Freya Sharp are also jaw-droppingly well-rehearsed. The play relies on near-perfect timing and choreography, with no room for error or stumbles. The spell it weaves is so enticing that you almost develop anxiety that one of them will forget their lines and this precious thing will shatter like a snowflake hitting the ground.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I remain on the fence about these triple bill nights. However, shorter plays like these absolutely deserve an audience. Both <i>Graceland </i>and <i>Nuclear War </i>come in at under 30 mins and neither would benefit from being any longer. Where else can you perform these to a paying audience if not during a triple bill? So, while it might be trickier to write about three plays than one, I'll keep coming if the Old Red Lion keeps putting on stuff of this quality.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Nuclear War, Graceland </i>and <i>Buried</i> are at the Old Red Lion until 21 March. <a href="https://www.oldredliontheatre.co.uk/nuclear-war-buried-graceland.html" target="_blank">Tickets here.</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">You don't have to be a geopolitical expert to see that the next decade is going to bring some drastic and depressing changes to the way we live. Global warming will inevitably result in mass migration from the global south. Arable land in equatorial countries is becoming desert, water sources are drying up, and with a lack of basic resources come the classic four horsemen: war, famine, pestilence and death.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Faced with that, it's hardly surprising that the number of people fleeing their homeland for the economic and political security of stable northern countries is increasing dramatically. Hell, if I were Eritrean, Guatemalan or Sudanese I'd get the hell out of there as soon as feasibly possible. If you want a vision of the future, imagine a massive increase in boats across the Mediterranean as people flee for their lives. Then imagine how European democracies will react to that...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Basically, it's going to be a nightmare for everyone except wealthy right-wing demagogues, who will be happier than a pig in shit. Xenophobia, racism and nationalism will all rise dramatically. There is nothing that any of us can realistically do to stop any of this happening and we're already well into the first act.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">All this is the meat of <i style="font-weight: bold;">Closed Lands</i>, by Legal Aliens, a company comprised of Luiana Bonfim, Daiva Dominyka, Catharina Conte, Becka McFadden and Lara Parmiani, who are all migrants to the UK. The show is an artistic exploration of the inhumane systems that our countries have established to wriggle through the thin gap between what's legal and what's ethical.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And so, after showing us the celebrations of the Berlin Wall being torn down, we begin picking our way through the modern barriers. Trump's southern border wall is the obvious example, the show combining video footage of the test walls, explanations of the paramilitary 'minutemen' who take the law into their own hands to protect the USA and the misery of attempting to cross the desert over and over.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">But Europeans shouldn't feel too smug. Most people haven't even heard of the Ceuta border fence, but the show goes into it in detail. This is the EU's equivalent of Trump's border wall, a fortified barrier in Morocco designed to stop migrants making their way to Spain. While it may not be known to many Europeans, the migrants sure are aware of it - as recently as August 2019 there was a pitched battle where people attempted to storm the wall and cut their skin to ribbons on the razor wire.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">We also, of course, touch upon the drowned people in the Mediterranean, through a quick bit of drama in which one of the cast plays a trafficker, who says something along the lines of "sure, it's risky, but how much do you want this?" It should be always remembered that the corpses who end up beached in picturesque Mediterranean resorts were aware of the risks. They judged that the very real danger to their life was worth the chance of escaping to Europe, so throw that back into the face of anyone who describes their choice to leave as the cold and calculated sounding 'economic migration'.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">One element I'm assuming is intentionally absent is the refusal to focus on individual stories. The aim here seems to be to present the facts in an engaging, theatrical and journalistic way rather than try to tweak the heartstrings. I'm on the fence about whether this works or not, as the show sometimes feels like a series of loosely connected sketches about various aspects of the immigration crisis.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">For example, for all its bombast and energy, the show ends on a confusing metaphor about vegetables. I get why the symbol was chosen, but it's a pretty opaque way to end a show that feels designed to educate rather than entertain. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Then again, I have seen a number of shows on the same topic like <i><a href="http://www.londoncitynights.com/2016/07/cargo-at-arcola-theatre-8th-july-2016.html" target="_blank">Cargo</a>, <a href="http://www.londoncitynights.com/2019/05/review-dont-look-away-at-pleasance-8th.html" target="_blank">Don't Look Away</a></i> and <i><a href="http://www.londoncitynights.com/2018/01/review-claim-at-shoreditch-town-hall.html" target="_blank">The Claim</a>, </i>which all tell stories of specific migrants, so perhaps Legal Aliens are simply want to stake out their own territory on the subject.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Last summer I spent a seriously enjoyable ninety minutes running around Covent Garden during </span><a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/2019/07/review-80-days-real-world-adventure-at.html" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;" target="_blank">Fire Hazard Games' </a><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.londoncitynights.com/2019/07/review-80-days-real-world-adventure-at.html" target="_blank">80 Days - A Real World Adventure</a>. </i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The show combines technology, puzzle-solving and orienteering, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in a story that plays out on the streets of London. Now they're back with </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large; font-weight: bold;">Jekyll / Hyde</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">, so how has their "high energy street game" style been refined over the last six months?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">In <i>80 Days</i> you were competing against other teams to purchase equipment for your trip, with your choices contributing to the eventual success of your journey. In <i>Jekyll / Hyde</i> you're trying to figure out what happened to you last night after you consumed a mysterious serum, following a trail of destruction around the city. So, basically a Victorian gothic take on <i>The Hangover.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">This gang of patients has spent so much time together that familiarity has curdled into contempt, with everyone able to push each other's buttons whenever they please. But tonight there's something new to focus on. Lana (Sarah Collins Walters) is a new inmate, assigned to the facility for one night as she awaits the verdict of her trial. The inmates circle her like vultures, wondering whether she'll get away or become a permanent addition to their lives.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">But the enigmatic characters being the most interesting perhaps speaks to the play's occasionally frustrating narrative elements. These are characters who spend a lot of time talking over each other, heading down conversational cul-de-sacs and turning on emotional dimes. Consequentially, it's often tricky to figure out what's actually going on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">That feeds into an overall lack of narrative thrust. The tension in the show feels like it should be Lana's fear over her verdict and facing up to a potential future in this facility. This feels like it falls by the wayside early on in favour of exploring the other characters. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">It leaves the play feeling more like a series of loosely connected sketches than a sustained narrative, which slowly drains away your engagement. In a similar vein, while I could mentally wrestle it into a basic political allegory, the show itself doesn't seem to have any interest in exploring why it's called <i>House of Commons.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">It's probably telling that I brought someone along to the play who doesn't often visit the theatre. Their reaction was "Well, it was interesting, but I couldn't work out what the story was." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Shows where a performer bemoans their crappy love life and dating experiences are a dime a dozen. Honestly, there are some nights out at the theatre where I wish the maxim 'write what you know' had never been invented. However, if the London fringe theatre scene is a soup of overly intimate confessionals, Emilia Stawicki's <i style="font-weight: bold;">Thank You and Goodnight</i> floats to the top like a particularly crunchy crouton. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">This one-woman show traces Stawicki's love life back to her school days: mapping out the Catholic guilt that stunted her sexual development, the series of disappointing men who flitted through her life and her own feelings of inadequacy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Ordinarily, I feel a bit short-changed when a performer hits upon the novel idea of charging people to attend their group therapy session, but Stawicki is more than entertaining enough to make it work. I probably don't need to go into too much more detail than pointing out that she's very funny and charismatic.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Those are two qualities that are rarer than you'd imagine in comedy and theatre, but every inch of her performance feels calculated to draw laughs. It's the way she manages to lock eyes with everyone in the audience during the show and the conspiratorial way she draws us into her mindset. My usual barometer for this kind of thing working is whether the show can actually draw a couple of laughs from me. Well, mission: accomplished. In spades.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">In addition, though this is a small, low-budget, hand-made sort of affair, it feels very professional. There's a lot of quick music cues and lighting changes throughout the show, and reliably hitting all them gives the show a confidence and slickness that goes a long way. So credit to whoever's on tech, as it's nice to see a small-scale show that's clearly been well-drilled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">In addition, Stawicki is such a pleasant person to spend an hour with that the interactive portions of the show aren't remotely intimidating. There are often moments where she interacts with us - and I was probably asking for it when I chose to sit in the front row centre in the seat with a banana taped to the bottom.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">No matter what, you'll find something to identify with in </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thank You and Goodnight. </i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It is neither groundbreaking nor particularly ambitious, but it's funny, warm-hearted, well-performed and concise. I can think of many worse ways to spend an hour.</span></span></div>
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londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-64681946238160533892020-02-14T15:40:00.002+00:002020-02-14T15:40:36.964+00:00Review: 'Crooks 1926' at the King William IV, 13th February 2020<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I'd love to be a fly on the wall when COLAB Theatre is planning out a new production. An astonishing amount of work must go into this: writing a central plot, writing secondary plots that a fraction of the audience will see, producing reams of written material to use in the show and mapping out how to best exploit the space. And then there's the wild card: us.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">So thank god for Karoline Leach's <i style="font-weight: bold;">Tryst</i><i>, </i>a narratively straightforward two-hander that takes place in two relatively normal locations. The play was first staged in 1997 under the title <i>The Mysterious Mr Love</i>, and now it's the final show in the Chiswick Playhouse's inaugural season.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Set in 1910, we follow conman George Love (Fred Perry) and milliner Adelaide Pinchin (Scarlett Brookes). Love's modus operandi is to seduce rich, desperate and unmarried women and then abscond with their money at the earliest opportunity. He introduces himself to us as a predator, dehumanising his targets by describing them as "it" and claiming that the one night of good sex he'll provide will more than help them through the misery of being conned.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Without going into too much spoilerrific detail, the true monster of the piece proves to be the patriarchal society that underpins the era. Love has moulded himself into what he perceives as the ideal man: stylish, charming and devoid of any real emotion. But what's left of the real person under all this, and where is he ultimately going? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">We cannot help but analyse the characters' predicaments through a contemporary lens. In fact, though the play was first performed in '97, contemporary audiences are probably likely to get more out of the psychology of Adelaide than the original audiences would have.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">And man, it's a hell of a story, underpinned by two fantastic performances. Both communicate volumes through their body language alone. Brookes does a great job of draining Adelaide of confidence and then building her back up. She's clearly a beautiful woman in real life, but as Adelaide her drawn features and strained expressions belie decades of being ground under someone else's thumb. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">On top of all that the attention to period detail in dialogue and set design is basically perfect. Everything from brewing a cup of tea, to running a bath, to outside toilets, to the jobs of ancillary characters have clearly been carefully researched. You know you're in good hands when the characters can casually reference <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gibson_Girl" target="_blank">Gibson Girls</a>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Unfortunately for Eleanor, her smug little shell is about to get cracked wide upon. The mother of a child who was radicalised by Eleanor's writings arrives at her debate circle and invites her to dinner. Having travelled to Chippenham, Eleanor is presented with letters from the man she encouraged to go off to war and the misery of the family he left behind. How long can dispassionate, logical and robotic regurgitation of facts hold up against an infinite pit of sorrow?</span><br />
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londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-25893166835747875252020-01-30T13:50:00.002+00:002020-01-30T13:50:28.415+00:00Review: 'Something Awful' at Vault Festival, 29th January 2020<div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">But squeezing all this into an hour means that what should be the core story of the girls developing a deadly obsession with spooky stories online gets squeezed into the margins. What I'd think would be the meat of the play - the bit where two of the girls decide that the third must be sacrificed - is quickly skimmed over. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">And so we're funnelled into a murder scene where the killers' motivations haven't been established. The final bloody moments should be an exclamation mark at the end of a sentence. Here they're just a confusing ellipsis.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I'm usually all about brevity in theatre. Most stories can be told in an hour and its a rare play that wouldn't benefit from a bit of editing. But <i>Something Awful </i>gets very cramped trying to squeeze everything into an hour. It'd benefit from a lot more room to breathe.</span><br />
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londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-36974000358805725792020-01-24T14:15:00.002+00:002020-01-24T14:15:27.815+00:00Review: 'Macbeth' at Wilton's Music Hall, 23rd January 2020<div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Joan Rivers once said "There is nothing funny about ageing. It is rotten and depressing. Anyone who tells you otherwise just hasn't been paying attention." After seeing director Trevor Nunn's Samuel Beckett triple bill at the Jermyn Street Theatre I'm inclined to agree.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The trio of plays consists of <i>Krapp's Last Tape, Eh Joe</i> and <i>The Old Tune</i>, which add up to just over two hours. The three plays all see elderly men reflecting on their past, each of them haunted by memories that slip through their fingers like sand through an hourglass. Common to all are frequent haunted expressions, as if the characters are coming to a sudden crushing realisation that they've reached a dead end.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">If you're not familiar with Beckett, the show throws you in at the deep end with <i>Krapp's Last Tape. </i>The majority of the first 15 minutes consist of the elderly Krapp wandering aimlessly around the stage, groaning at the aches of his body and eating a couple of bananas. Propulsive drama this ain't, but it serves a function. You have to become accustomed to Beckett's rhythms and, most importantly, pay close attention to the performer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Both <i>Krapp's Last Tape</i> and <i>Eh Joe</i> are pretty grim, so ending with <i>The Old Tune</i> is a smart move. This is built around the simple joke of two old men (Niall Buggy and David Threlfall) reminiscing about a golden past that neither can clearly recall. As they pick through their swiss cheese memories cars rumble past - they have been left behind by a society that has no place for old men. In fact, given that the pedestrians they ask for a light ignore them, perhaps they're already dead and just haven't realised yet.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The sentimental image of getting old is a Werther's Originals ad: a sun-dappled time of relaxation as you reap the benefits of your legacy. The reality is the slow chipping away of your body and mind as you look in on a world that's moved on without you. It's depressing, the chuckles are rough, but at least it's honest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The show begins with a lengthy introduction as the audience are seated in groups of five, watching a slowly scrolling list of events projected onto a wall. These cover historical events like suffragette Emily Davison walking in front of the King's horse in the 1913 Derby, pop culture moments like the 1997 release of <i>Men in Black</i>, odd snippets of history like the 1998 Japanese release of the Sega Mega Drive, and deeply personal moments for the performers, like being informed their father has died or meeting their future husband.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The list encourages you to find links between the events, teasing various arcs of political and social evolution over mankind's history. Here the medical positions of Ancient Greek doctors sit side by side with the release of <i>Spiceworld</i> in 1997. But the chronology is cut off mid-stream when Hemsley and Johnson-Small emerge with hammers and smash it up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Soon after the performance space itself transforms, with the audience being asked to remove their shoes and stash their coats. It is at this point that I regret wearing clearly mismatched socks, having figured after my run that I'd only be wearing them for a few hours. Oh well.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">This eventually leads into the audience lying on the floor, the performers solemnly telling us to listen to our heartbeats. As we do we're gently encouraged to feel its rhythm and the gently pulsing soundtrack. Gradually we move to our feet as the music picks up, and everyone begins dancing like they're a few shots in.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">That it can be that <i>and</i> a damn good time is impressive stuff. I was enjoying myself so much that one of the assistants had to come and tell me to stop dancing as the performance was over. Jokes on her, I was dancing all the way home.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">What does it mean for something to be 'your' story? Writer/director Masha Kevinovna and OPIA Collective's <i style="font-weight: bold;">The Girl With Glitter In Her Eye</i> attempts to answer that, understand what appropriation is and explain why it's such a hot button issue. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">But trouble is brewing alongside the coffee. Helen's work (an apparently beautiful kaleidoscopic picture inspired by a schoolfriend getting glitter in her eye) has been deemed 'too nice' by art director Helen (Naomi Gardener). She tells Helen that someone with her background should create something with a bit more bite: a zero-subtlety implication that a young black woman must have a miserable past she can draw from. </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Helen doesn't, but Philomela does. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Meanwhile, Philomela is looking for something unique to push her cafe over the edge and decides that plantains are the key. Helen bristles at her friend using a food associated with her cultural heritage for commercial reasons, gritting her teeth as she listens to her blithely talk about how popular they are. So, we have two friends - one poised to exploit the other's past trauma and the other stealing her cultural cuisine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The set-up that allows Kevinovna to get to grips with what it means to 'appropriate' something. This is primarily shown through Helen grappling with her conscience as she turns her friend's misery into a piece of art, knowing she's only doing it for a career boost. It's a difficult ethical nut to crack: surely artists cannot only be expected to create work based things they have personally experienced? And anyway, putting yourself in another's shoes is the bedrock of empathy, and art could always use more of that. But how much does an artist owe their inspiration?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It's a question that echoes out beyond the plot and into almost every piece of media we consume. For example, how are we in the audience to know that <i>The Girl with Glitter in Her Eye</i> isn't appropriating someone's trauma to tell its own story? </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Kevinovna</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> picks at this knot throughout the play, though there's ultimately there's no untangling of it. If there is a lesson to be learned, it's to not to see the lives around you as sources of inspiration to be siphoned. Where the precise line falls between empathy and appropriation is up to you.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">But while there are no easy answers, the questions make for a pretty neat play. Salu, Macka and Gardener are all excellent. Salu nails the conflict between guilt and ambition, fleshing out Helen without the play simply telling us what she's feeling. Macka compliments her performance brilliantly, her eyes flashing with hurt as she realises what her friend has done. And while Gardener doesn't have a main role in the plot, she's </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">a striking physical presence on stage.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The one thing I don't think works particularly well is the wraparound classical elements. At the beginning of the show (and at a couple of points throughout) the three women play the Furies via some interpretative dance. Perhaps I'm missing something, but all this stuff felt like an unnecessary layer of artifice on top of Helen and Philomela's story. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Given that </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The Girl with Glitter in Her Eye </i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">is a brief n' breezy hour of drama, the time spent on these classical allusions would have been better used on the main characters. Plus, this is an easily relatable story and gussying it up with references to ancient Greek theatre can only make it less accessible.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">But hey, it's good stuff and I'm all for shows that pack a lot into a short run-time and don't mess around. The ethical quandary's about appropriating others' stories remain as the curtain falls, but the show should give anyone attending a lot to chew on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Rosalind Blessed's <i style="font-weight: bold;">Lullabies for the Lost</i> is a collection of monologues from people living with various mental health issues. There's a skeletal narrative about these characters being trapped together in some kind of monochrome purgatory and having to earn the right to escape it. But this framework is just the cracker on which some extremely miserable cheese is served.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">And man oh man, this is some absolutely <i>brutal</i> stuff. From the first monologue on the characters are talking about self-harm, the way their bodies are falling apart, the filth in which they live, the way their minds rebel against them and their sorrow at watching their potential trickle through their fingers like sand through an hourglass. Fat bubbles up through too-deep self-inflicted cuts, throats are slashed with broken wine glasses, vomit smears the walls.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The show hits such high notes of desperation and misery that it wasn't particularly surprising when someone fainted mid-way through and they had to pause the show to check that she was alright. For all I know this person might have had low blood sugar or something, but I assumed that the material was so visceral her brain noped out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">But though it hits those high notes, they're mercifully not sustained. There are laughs amongst the misery as the characters examine the surreal and ridiculous places their condition takes them. For example, an in early monologue about social anxiety and depression, Chris Porter's Larry tries to come up with an excuse why he can't attend a meal. He considers telling them his cat has had a stroke. There's a beat. "... Do cats have strokes?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">You might argue that this play is being sad for sad's sake: like Madame Tussauds' Chamber of Horrors but for mental illness. But there's a mile-wide empathic streak running right through the show, culminating in a video appearance from Hildegard Neil giving us assurance that we should stop being so neurotic and muddled up as "you're just not that important". That's not exactly a traditional pick-me-up, but realizing that no-one gives that much of a shit about what you look like, how successful you are and what you do can be an intensely liberating experience.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">All this is delivered by a fantastic (and very well chosen) cast. In a play like this it's silly to pick favourites, but I've been a fan of Helen Bang for ages and she's as great as she usually is here. I also really enjoyed Kate Tydman's Nerys, who nails presenting an outwardly healthy and confident exterior while rotting away behind closed doors. But, perhaps because he gets the most nightmarish monologue of all, Duncan Wilkins' performance is the one that's going to stick in the memory longest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">This all adds up to a not exactly fun night at the theatre, but definitely a worthwhile one. I had actually been suffering from a pretty brutal cold all week and prior to the show was weighing up just staying in bed. But <i>Lullabies for the Lost</i> synced up perfectly with my gloomy, drowsy and stuffed up state of mind. Nothing is sugar-coated here, and the night is all the better for it.</span></div>
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londoncitynightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05709416402447278223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538517798140197216.post-30604785899989222272019-12-18T15:55:00.003+00:002019-12-18T15:55:49.912+00:00Review: 'One Million Tiny Plays About Britain', at the Jermyn Street Theatre, 17th December 2019<div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: "Droid Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">After taking a month off to campaign for Labour in the General Election (for all the good it did...) I'm back at the theatre. The first play I'm seeing in this terrifying and depressing new world is <i><b>One Million Tiny Plays About Britain</b></i>. The material arises from Craig Taylor, who began collecting overheard conversations that were eventually published The Guardian's magazine, collected in book form and now put on stage.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The play is a mosaic formed of the lives of everyday people from across the United Kingdom, all played by actors Emma Barclay and Alec Nicholls</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. Among others, we spend a few minutes with a woman on the phone outside her Holborn office block, witness inter-office tensions in Edinburgh, watch two men struggling to piss in a London pub or a father and daughter sneaking into first class on the train to Wolverhampton.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The backdrop for this appears to have been imported directly from a working men's club: slightly tatty and chintzy Christmas decorations, battered pub furniture and a very old television. This fits neatly with the warm and fuzzy tone: while the play might not be explicitly Christmassy it certainly doesn't do anything to ruin your sense of goodwill to all men.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: large;">Thing is, I don't have goodwill to all men. I actually have bad will towards quite a lot of men right now. I've spent the last month engaged in futile doorstep conversation with people from all walks of life: ranging a homeless guy with "literally nothing" on the streets of Soho to a woman who peered around the door of her Kensington Mansion wearing a jewelled necklace that looked like something a Batman villain would steal. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">All that and last Thursday meant that I am sick to the back teeth of hearing what the average person on the street has to say, because recent empirical evidence indicates that the 'average person on the street' is an arsehole.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I know I can't reasonably lay that at the door of </span><i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One Million Tiny Plays About Britain</i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, but let's just say that its sentimental sweetness would have gone down a hell of a lot easier if I'd have seen it a week ago.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">On top of that, the piecemeal structure means there's no thematic through-line in the play. This means it ends up as a cosy, <i>Readers-Digest-</i>style reflection of the way things are. While I guess there are some smiles to be found in regurgitating reality on stage with a wry smile and a woolly jumper, it feels like the kind of thing you'd see in <i>Reader's Digest </i>or on at mid-afternoon on a Thursday on Radio 4. The closest the play comes is conveying some</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> universal Britishness that spans across ages, classes and geography - but even if the play inadvertently identifies this it doesn't go on to do anything with it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">As it stands, while I appreciate the talent that Barclay and Nicholls display when performing their many, many characters, and while I am generally a fan of writing about small-scale personal experiences, this play simply didn't land with me. The wrong play at the wrong time. Maybe your mileage will vary,</span></div>
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<i style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">One Million Tiny Plays About Britain is at the Jermyn Street Theatre until 11th January 2020. <a href="https://www.jermynstreettheatre.co.uk/show/one-million-tiny-plays-about-britain/" target="_blank">Tickets here.</a></span></i></div>
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