“The cold wind howled through the delightfully mismatched set up of the pub, and as the characters debated the wind direction outside, more and more of the audience gathered their coats to use as blankets.”
“I am in a garage in Hoxton on a Tuesday night. On the walls I can see my name scrawled in white chalk alongside other names which have been crossed out. A mound of burnt-out matches lies on the floor, and cowering next to my feet is a bedraggled man shining a torch in his face.”
From hushed-up terminations to unwanted pregnancies, Ellis’s sparkle gradually fades to leave a woman terrfied of rejection and determined to self-destruct. “It’s obvious when I shot him, I intended to kill him” she announces almost boastfully.
“Everything from the mop of fringed fair hair and horn-rimmed glasses down to the thick pullover and sensible brown shoes, convinced the audience that they were privy to an intimate monologue from the great playwright himself.”
At a time when Tory politicians are considering scrapping the Human Rights Act, Rattigan’s call for integrity remains highly topical, despite having been written over 60 years ago.
“Thirty years on, the original writers have returned to show us how little Westminster has moved on.” Rebecca enjoys the onstage adaptation of Yes, Prime Minister…
“Simple8’s theatrical adaptation of Caligari is a wonderfully innovative homage to the film. They employ “Poor Theatre” to tell the story, a theatrical style characterised by its absence of elaborate stagecraft.”
Great Expectations has been brought to the screen many times before and all with varying degrees…
“This astonishing production toils with Pinter’s themes of identity and memory to confuse the audience, and the result is nothing short of electric.”
“Rowan Atkinson’s return to drama on the West End stage for the first time since the 1980s was keenly anticipated, though many might have wondered why he chose the role of St John Quartermaine in Simon Gray’s drama.”
‘Life has no pleasure higher or nobler than that of friendship’, said Samuel Johnson in The Idler. This is the jubilant message of Amelia Bullmore’s ode to youth and female solidarity which will delight women in its hilarious honesty.