(4.5 / 5)
‘Don’t. Breathe. A. Word,’ is the advice given to all those who may enter the Western Studio at the Wales Millennium Centre to watch ‘Pontypool;’ a brand new stage adaptation by Hefin Robinson, directed by Dan Phillips and based on the cult horror story by Tony Burgess.
The original novel took place in Pontypool but in Ontario, Canada, whereas this production definitely is a lot more local!
Washed up radio DJ, Grant Mazzy is trying to ‘take no prisoners’ and whip up the local community into action through his radio slot. There’s only one problem; he’s used to the listeners of Islington and now he’s ended up in a basement in Pontypool delivering his ‘Mazzy’s musings’ on Beacon Radio. Producer Rhiannon has certainly got her hands full with him and Megan, the assistant, is just trying to keep the show on track. Mazzy wants to deliver hard hitting radio, which isn’t easy when you must interview the cast of the local, gender blind production of Lawrence of Arabia…
Production Images Credit Kirsten McTernan
The action, all delivered in the basement radio station, really amps up as they start to receive news of a local ‘riot’ at the doctor’s surgery, which turns out to be a lot more than it first seems. Not being familiar with the cult horror novel means that every twist and turn of this production was a complete surprise to me but even those familiar with the story will be met with a fresh, local but universal story that is brought bang up to the 21st century with Rhiannon demanding Mazzy STOP using the word ‘woke’ and references to the last time we got locked down. The writing is fantastic, and I highly commend Hefin’s adaptation; the humour is fast paced and relentless, the language is witty and smart and the relationships between the characters are totally believable. Even when the action starts to ramp up, the direction by Dan Phillips has clearly been worked to toe the line between drama and comedy, its expertly walked and even in the horrific moments, the comedy still flows!
The casting is spot on; Carwyn Jones is the voice of Ken Loney, ‘the eye in the sky’ reporting on the weather in Pontypool from his ‘sun helicopter…’ Although we never see him, the voiceover is excellent, the comedy ably aided by the clever sound effects. His later phone calls to the station are perfectly counterbalanced to the earlier humour, with voice alone sending shivers down the spines of the audience. Ioan Hefin is ‘dodgy’ Dr Harry Phillips, again balancing comic chops with great acting ability in the more serious moments. He is the lynchpin to the play, providing us with in turns hilarious and in turns dramatic moments of explanation.
Rhiannon Briar is brought to life by Victoria John; she captures the frustration of the producer stuck with the radio ‘star’ with big ambitions of ‘shaking things up.’ The clashes with Mazzy are delivered with panache and Victoria gives us brilliant angry chemistry with Mazzy. They are the quintessential odd couple of the play. Without giving too much away, Mail O’Donnell’s portrayal of Megan Davies, the radio assistant, is a role of two parts! Her physicality is exceptional, and she ably delivers the vision of Movement and Intimacy Director, Lucy Glassbrook. Her realisation of the character and her twists and turns is delivered expertly right up to its explosive conclusion…
Finally, the radio DJ himself, the voice of Pontypool, Grant Mazzy is brought to life by Lloyd Hutchinson. Lloyd owns the stage and his radio booth, prowling across the stage with his agenda ready and waiting to be delivered to the willing (or unwilling) listeners of Beacon Radio. He sends the audience into fits of laughter with facial expressions and movements alone; he also sends a shiver down our spines with those expressions and silences too. I was so impressed by his ability to have me giggling one moment and with my heart in the mouth the next.
A special mention must go to the make up and special effects, which totally blew me away. The make up is brilliant; huge congratulations to the Marcus Whitney and assistant, Kristie Stanway. I honestly had no idea how the team would bring this horror classic to life onstage, but I was in awe. I can’t say too much, but the make up and effects are visceral and drew gasps (and sounds of disgust!) from the captivated audience.
A huge congratulations to all involved with this expert adaptation; what a phenomenal version, with a distinct national flavour but universal appeal. Don’t miss this and do not let Pontypool fall silent. ‘Don’t. Breathe. A. Word…’ or should I say… ‘Dim. Gair. Wrth Neb…’
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