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Friday, 25 February 2011

A play, a pint and a packet of crisps...



I feel very privileged to be the first ‘guest blogger’ on JATF!  My review follows an impromptu visit to The New Red Lion in Islington to check out some pub theatre.

Pub theatre is certainly a more relaxed affair than your average trip to The National and I took pleasure in kicking off the evening with a pint of lager and a packet of ready salted crisps.  So far so good...  I then settled down to the delights of Kissing Sid James – a bizarre comedy about a love affair between a casino croupier with a penchant for fur coats and a remote controlled filing cabinet salesman with an incredibly dodgy tash. 

Now lets be honest –  inexperienced Eddie probably wouldn’t have landed a date with the lovely Crystal had he not promised her an ‘exclusive’ weekend away.  Unfortunately for her, the destination turns out to be a tacky hotel in a sleepy seaside resort.  Eddie doesn’t make such a great impression either.  As if the cringe-inducing monologue wasn’t enough, he also confesses to living with his mum and makes a massive school boy error when he recites the names of footballers during the act in order to increase his staying power!

Perhaps worryingly, the thing about the whole play which entertained me and the girls I was with the most was that there were elements within the story which each of us could relate to. I know you are dying to know what these were but I won’t divulge too much.  All I will say is that Eddie had a very familiar taste in boxer shorts and that it turns out the technique of reciting footballers names (much like counting sheep) can be altered to include all sorts of hilarious alternatives including…wait for it… battleships! 

My overall verdict: vaguely amusing throughout but lacking in depth.

Whilst I wasn’t exactly blown away, I enjoyed the experience as a whole and will definitely be partaking in some more pub theatre before long.

All my love,
Battenberg x


Sunday, 6 February 2011

Can theatre be scary?

DEFINTION: Scary. adj scarier, scariest Informal
1. causing fear or alarm: frightening
2. easily roused to fear: timid

This week we saw two of the scariest offerings in the West End: The Woman in Black and Ghost Stories. One is in its 22nd year, the other celebrating its 1 year anniversary since opening at the Liverpool Playhouse in 2010.


Ghost Stories
As you leave the theatre we were requested not to share the secrets of Ghost Stories so not to ruin the illusion and I won't. I will just say that Ghost Stories does what it says on the tin (or its website): its loud, brash, in-your-face and shock seeking. It sets a good scene, playing on people's irrational fears that although 2/3 of the audience believe in the supernatural only 5 people had experienced it first hand. It could have built on the sublties that send shivers down our spines when we catch something unexplainable out of the corner or our eyes; but instead it goes on a full throttled attack of jumps, bangs and crashes. It certainly makes you jump and at times (especially at the beginning) it builds tension through its rotating set but at others its clumsy. The twist is good but I wonder if this is a victim of its own hype. I'd expected it to be scary. I mean really scary and unfortunately it fell a little flat of that expectation (a little like the Blair Witch Project.) But then again maybe that's because I was comparing it unfairly.


The Woman in Black
At the other end of the spectrum is The Woman in Black. Celebrating 22 years in the West End this is a subtle piece of theatre which has the audience gripped (and gripping onto each other) as you are transported back in time to relive the horror of a man haunted for decades by an unexplicable place. The set is minimal, the cast even smaller but this is a masterpiece. The use of lighting and sound is both chilling and thrilling as you settle into the second half and hold your breath knowing there's more to come. And it doesn't disappoint. The inevitable school groups (it's an English GCSE text for many) add to the atmosphere as girls scream from the back as TWiB screams from the front. This will not fail to scare you though its the tension built by the two actors which is really extraordinary and will have you raving about this for weeks to come.
So back to the question: Can theatre be scary? I think so but the thing about fear is that its subjective so go see for yourself.

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What's the scariest piece of theare you've seen?

Review: The Children's Hour

There were many reasons why I enjoyed this and can only recommend you to go along if you can.

1. If like me your favourite episode of the West Wing is when Zoe Barlett gets kidnapped you will adore Elisabeth Moss in this play. Her portrayal of Martha in this is heartbreakingly elegant.

2. And if like me you've never been a big fan of Kiera Knightley then this may just win you over. I still can't bring myself to say I've enjoyed her performance on film in anything since Bend it like Beckham but in this she's more than believable.

3. The 'girls' are all perfectly cast but none more so than Mary. The Telegraph today (6th Feb) is right to say that although Moss and Knightley take the audience on an admirable journey it is 'Mary' who steels the show. Her performance is torturous - I sat hating her, feeling frustration boiling up as her stubborn Aunt (played perfectly by Ellen Burstyn) failed to see through her; compassion for those left in her wake and shocked by her volatility. It's such an exhausting performance to watch that by the end you are relieved, if not a little disapointed, that she doesn't appear much towards the end - instead everyone else is left picking up the pieces left by her whirlwind moods, and Bryony Hannah's furocious performance.

4. The story is as poignant and resonates as strongly now as it would have been in 1930s New England as the devastating effect of rumour, fear and ignorance cast a shadow over people's lives that shamefully still too often exist for many today.

Tickets and more can be found here: http://www.childrenshourtheplay.com/