Written for Time Out In theory, Tom Littler's decision to set Antigone in a generic Middle Eastern country is brilliant. It's a con...
Review: The Winterling, White Bear Theatre
Written for Time Out A halfway house between his most famous plays, Mojo and Jerusalem , Jez Butterworth's The Winterling throws East E...
Review: EPIC, Soho Theatre
Written for Culture Wars Ostensibly, Lucy Foster and Chloe Déchery’s devised piece concerns the 20th Century. Using video footage of intervi...
Assorted thoughts on Quizoola
A great deal has been written about Quizoola , Forced Entertainment’s epic game of Q&A first performed sixteen years ago. Step into what...
Review: The Acid Test, Royal Court
Written for Culture Wars This review was meant to be a tirade. It set out to skewer, to burst the bubble of acclaim that surrounds Anya Reis...
Review: One Man, Two Guvnors, National Theatre
Written for Culture Wars Proper end of the pier stuff at the National Theatre, where Richard Bean has transposed Carlo Goldoni’s commedia de...
Review: Total Football, Barbican Centre
Written for Culture Wars For over half a century, the British stage has been characterised as feverishly hankering after the state of the na...
Review: The Cherry Orchard, National Theatre
Written for Culture Wars For all its historical specificity to the final strains of Tsarist Russia, The Cherry Orchard ’s endurance lies in ...
Review: The Madness of Andrea Yates, Etcetera Theatre
Written for Time Out Well meaning but utterly naive, Cruel Theatre's case study of an infamous infanticide ends up fetishising mental il...
Review: I Am the Wind, Young Vic
Were it not so patently deadpan, I Am The Wind could easily be filed under the catchall term Theatre of the Absurd. It has the same existen...
Review: Kingdom of Earth, The Print Room
If you’re going to play with flawed texts, you need to know how to play script doctor. Director Lucy Bailey, whose fringe venture The Print ...
Thoughts on In Eldersfield Chapter 1: Elegy for Paul Dirac, SPILL FESTIVAL
“In Eldersfield is a decade-long, ten chapter cycle of works all for the twentieth century – to which we are no longer beholden, but to whic...
Review: And the Horse You Rode In On, Barbican Centre
Written for Culture Wars Screwball comedies aren’t renowned for their intertextuality. Mind you, it’s equally rare to find a fart gag in the...
Review: Cleveland Street The Musical, Above the Stag Theatre
Written for Time Out With the super-injunction, there's no indiscretion that can't be covered up with cash. 'Twas ever thus, acc...