Some of the satirical prey we’re stalking may be a little long in the tooth, but Wolves at the Window proves that there are plenty of larks to be had in the hunting of geriatric lions.
In Rotating in a Room of Images, participants spend the majority of the 15-minute production in pitch darkness, guided only by invisible hands and the spooky voice in the headphones.
As fringe musicals go, Fat Club is not groundbreaking, or terribly exciting, but there are enough funny moments to engage all but the most critical of theatregoers.
Alexander Fiske-Harrison’s new play at the Jermyn Street Theatre is well-made in every sense of the term.
Though Death and the King's Horseman was programmed well before England People Very Nice opened and the accusations began, in context it feels like a comforting reassurance that the National Theatre does not condone racism.
The very idea of distilling thousands of years of human evolution into a two hour performance is itself a critique of the writing and presentation of history.
Electric Hotel is a piece of total theatre, a beautiful, meditative and eerie exploration of isolation and violence seen through the eyes of voyeurs.
London Bridge is a bit of theatrical Narnia. Discreet entrances, discoverable only by chance or by word of mouth, lead straight to the underground London of Neil Gaiman‘s Neverwhere – dark and improbably huge brick caverns and tunnels colonised, equally … Continued
Somewhere in all this, there’s a neat, touching, melancholy little musical, about shifting from the black notes to the white, and believing in the possibility of happy endings, despite experience.
Despite faltering balance towards the end, Le Mariage remains a play to be seen, thought, and talked about!