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Review, A Man for all Seasons, New Theatre, by Bethan England

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A study of historical events surrounding the Tudor reign, particularly Henry VIII and his wives, rarely focuses on the inevitable human story surrounding monarchs and hierarchies. A Man for all Seasons strips away the pomp and circumstance of the kingly court and focuses instead on the fallout for individuals who dared to disagree with this ‘monstrous baby,’ as playwright Bolt describes the Mighty Harry in the introduction to his play.  

This is emphasised to perfection by the inclusion of ‘The Common Man’ who narrates the story and provides the connection between King and his people. The commentary adds humour and humanises the narrative to great effect. The Brechtian approach to this character is very well executed with him pulling a chest of clothes and transforming from More’s servant, Matthew, to boatman, to jailer and even, eventually to executioner.

Set and costume are beautifully period. The set is dynamic and shifts with ease to create the key areas of the action. The dark panelling and flickering fireplace immediately conjure the essence of the 1500s. The design honestly looks like something of out a painting and provides the perfect backdrop without being distracting.

The cast are really exceptional. Martin Shaw revisits the role he first took on in 2006 delivers a truly exceptional performance, full of nuance and gravitas; a beautifully human interpretation of a man grappling with his own conscience in light of a choice from the King that he simply cannot agree with. His relationship with both family and friends, and friends turned enemies is wonderful and entirely believable.

It is, without exception, a wonderful cast, but special mention to Paul Kemp’s truly endearing Common Man, Sam Phillips as the truly menacing Thomas Cromwell and Orlando James as the ‘monstrous baby’ himself, Henry VIII. Orlando particularly, gets very little stage time but is the epitome of stealing the scene with the time he is given.

One small issue is that some of the lines do get missed, which is a shame as this is a piece which is truly reliant on its words, those spoken and unspoken. This does, however, lend to an intimate feeling to the performance, with the audience leaning forward to ensure not a single word is unheard. This is a masterclass of performance from all involved from an historical piece which is still entirely relevant today, its very human story resonating even 500 years later.  

Review, The Ring: An Orchestral Adventure, Bournemouth Symphony Orchestra, Bristol Beacon by James Ellis 

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

Photo credit: Giulia Spadafora

Most of my time in Bristol sees me creating new video and live performance, aside engaging with the city’s cultural scene. It has been forever since I last went to the Bristol Beacon, it was so long ago it had the previously lamentable name of Colston Hall. Naturally, so much has happened in the city since the pandemic in the years after, we see the venue with its fetching new name: Bristol Beacon.

Inside the hall, the renovation is sensible and the acoustic remains powerful. I often have to remind myself that Cardiff has been bereft of St. David’s Hall for a few years and I get annoyed thinking just how much longer it will take to become a venue again. Though travelling to Bristol is always swift from the Welsh capital, the pull of the Beacon is strong. The Bournemouth Symphony Orchestra shall be frequenting the space considerably. Their big plans see an extensive programme of all of Beethoven’s symphonies over a two-year season. 

Upon hearing Beethoven’s First Symphony, we are taken to the starting ground for the young composer. This remains highly classical in nature, Haydn smiles here, his teaching of Beethoven may have been turbulent, but the influence is profound. Mark Wigglesworth on the podium brought the scooping energy required. This huge journey has now commenced, leading to the several hours of this symphonic canon. I’d say the composer certainly went on to better and more vital writing; the later symphonies remain justifiably popular. Whilst I can’t say I’ll be in Bristol for all of these symphonies, I admire the BSO for the bold endeavour. 

Coming back from Bayreuth in Germany often leaves you fatigued, yet always hungry for more Wagner (I plan to go back). Whilst I skipped their Ring Cycle this year (which was notoriously booed for its AI imagery), a chance to hear highlights or the “bleeding chunks” should never be missed. In an arrangement by Henk de Vlieger, The Ring: An Orchestral Adventure gives you the best bits from the full fifteen hours. Even with these seventy minutes you won’t hear all the good stuff, The Entry of the Gods into Valhalla and Wotan’s Farewell are tragically absent. Wagner has naturally been credited with a vast influence upon fantasy film scores, his use of leitmotifs, the bold, chromatic and loud demands can deter some away from him (amongst other justifiable reasonings).   

Wagner’s music is often enthralling, and these extracts are no different. Spanning across these vast operas, we see a small army of percussion, four patient harps, considerable brass and even his own invention: the Wagner tuba (played by the French horns). The Bournemouth Symphony got a tight grasp around the music, delivering it with an invigorated prowess that remains rather stirring. The complimentary programme didn’t list the players of the BSO, yet Principal Horn player Eleanor Blakeney had a few smirking horn solos off stage, evoking the ego of the hero Siegfried.   

It’s the Ring’s innumerable phases of terror, joy, ecstasy, wrath and redemption that stay with you. 

Review Lane 7, Cardiff by Yasmin Begum

 Cardiff’s varied and vibrant nightlife has received an upgrade with the arrival of Lane 7, an independent boutique bowling and entertainment concept. Taking over the venue previously occupied by Par 59 at the site of Imperial Gate on St Mary’s Street, the venue closes the gap between nightlife and high-end gaming.

Stepping inside the venue at Imperial Gate reveals a carefully curated experience spread across three distinct levels. While there are traditional bowling alleys in the city of Cardiff, this may be the first luxury, high-end and bespoke bowling alley. A number of lanes are found on the ground floor, not too far away from the karaoke bars and a photo booth. Far from a traditional entertainment center, L7 pairs bowling with a myriad of wide-ranging traditional and new arcade games. For example, there’s the opportunity to play more traditional games like Mortal Kombat and Mario Kart, but there’s also a tech-driven shuffleboard, interactive darts, “big putts” mini golf, and beer pong. For sports fans, large high-definition screens are integrated within L7 throughout the venue, with the opportunity to turn the venue into an ideal hub for live sporting events.

 Within the nightlife of Cardiff, L7 is a very, very welcome addition.  A robust menu of soft drinks and mocktails highlights the venue’s accessibility for non-drinkers and different communities. While most venues in Cardiff revolve around alcohol, L7 has a truly inclusive approach in its outlook, atmosphere and warm welcome. This is a deliberate choice from the venue, offering a late-night experience in the city where most events and activities focus on alcohol.

The menu offers a huge range of street food, designed to be shared in groups between games. And, unlike other high-end bowling in the city that are adults-only: people under 18 can be on premises until 7pm. This makes it a rare hybrid destination in being able to cater to communities, families and young people. It has a cross-generational appeal, something that is lacking in the city centre.

 L7 is open until 12am from Monday to Wednesday and closes at 2am from Thursday to Sunday. It’s a long overdue alternative for Cardiff’s late-night crowd that doesn’t require you to leave the city centre. Long live L7!

Review, Don Toberman: Ping Pong Champ, Moonlight Theater, Soho Theatre, By Hannah Goslin

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

I’ve been desperately missing Ed Fringe the last few weeks. I miss the volume of audience interaction, silliness, and side splitting that comes with highly insane productions that last all of 1 hour. I was therefore over the moon to spend 1 hour in the company of Moonlight Theater, and especially the Ping Pong Champ that is Don Toberman who left me gasping for air through laughter.

I’m not going to lie to you – I was sold on this production when it hit my inbox and I saw the title and a huge image of a very serious ping pong champ at the top of the email body. I somehow knew this would be completely bonkers and boy was I right.

Don Toberman: Ping Pong Champ, I’d love to tell you is what it says on the tin. But it is and so, so much more. Don Toberman is the world’s leading Ping Pong Champ and, tonight, he takes on his biggest challenge – a final against a whole audience. During this, there is improvisation, both from performers and the audience, curve balls (sometimes quite literally), at times too much flesh of Toberman on show, and silly but well thought out side-scenes for the half time show. It is not only well thought out but leaves bags of room to really pull on the comedy stylings of this whole team.

While the title would suggest this is a one man show, we have a whole group contributing to the narrative – firstly is the audience, where their own improvisation and random retorts could throw anyone off-piste but only seems to fuel the comedy; Toberman’s bodyguard who pops out from the curtain and unknown moments to check the scene and wave a little finger at us, eliciting actual belly laughs; the referee who later doubles as the half time update on the diving championships, swirling and climbing over another performer ungracefully to represent this winning “dive”; a black morph-suited person who acts as clean up and the replay of the ping pong strike; and finally Toberman who also comes on as a half time stripper who we are all given dollars to throw at. These well thought out characters add to the narrative so well, particularly when you think how can one ping pong game between Toberman and the audience last an hour and not get tedious. If we’re honest, even if this was the case, the movements, ideas and narrative is ever changing and, likely, we would never find ourselves in that position if that was all this production was because each one is more funnier than the last.

This production is almost satirical in its delivery. Moments of a small break where Toberman suddenly tries to promote a strange beer-like drink or the aforementioned diver championship are all hammed up to a point that is not only recognisable but so silly and laughable in being recognisable but in its delivery.

It is also a risky production – almost the entire production relies on heavy audience interaction. So if you don’t want to be picked on and you’re not ready to laugh until you sweat and cry, then this isn’t for you. But something really has to be said with how eager to be involved this audience was which I imagine made the performers happy and gave them material to riff from. It also really made us feel like the joint ping pong contenders we were meant to be together.

Don Toberman: Ping Pong Champ is absolutely hysterical. Well created and delivered, it is completely joyous, unhinged and stupid in the best way.

Review, Bigfoot Ripped My Dog In Half I Saw It, Xhloe and Natasha, Soho Theatre, By Hannah Goslin

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

Sometimes it’s hard to authentically say that you have seen something that is unlike anything else. But with Bigfoot Ripped My Dog In Half I Saw It, this was an easy thing to say, if the long title often trips you up first!

Set in a small Appalachian town, two teenagers set light to the rumour mill and feed it further to cover up their own mistakes, allowing the town to believe they are being terrorised by the mysterious Bigfoot. However, when a local’s dog turns up ripped in half, they are forced to question how far their cover has gone and what is the real truth to this tale?

This production is covered by only two performers, who effectively change into a multitude of different characters, with changes to their voices, accents and physicality. We soon begin to recognise our “regulars” by their trademarked stance, movement or vocalisation and this in itself is a feat to behold. They move across the stage to create these “scenes” and sometimes at fast pace and you soon forget there’s only two of them as a full town unfolds before you.

With the use of remixed well known songs, lights, strobe and other technical techniques, they use their clown and acrobatic skills to further create these breaks in the story – to create the image of “Bigfoot” with these almost grotesque broken pieces of fur, climbing upon one another to give a hint of a silhouette to the fictional beast and it gives this uplift in theatricality and a cross between the “truth” and fiction. Often this blurs the lines between what the townsfolk believe to be happening and the reality of these two teenagers enhancing their lie to make it believable and the cross between the two is cleverly created with these techniques.

It also has a healthy dose of comedy meeting seriousness and a crescendo to the story. We are lulled into this banter between the two; the almost 2 dimension characters they create until the story becomes more serious, and develops genuine gasps from the audience, leaving us really questioning what is the real story and what is created for a different agenda.

Bigfoot Ripped My Dog In Half I Saw It is, as I said at the beginning, unlike anything else. A really unique piece of theatre, it is smart, one of a kind and extremely clever in not only its narrative but its creation and delivery.

Review, Remember, Remember!, WIT? Theatre Company, Edinburgh Theatre, By Hannah Goslin

 out of 5 stars (5 / 5)

History is one of those parts of being a Culture Vulture I love. I wouldn’t say I’m a nerd but I do love me a bit of history. And as a Brit, we all know about holding hot dogs around a bonfire in a field and looking up at fireworks at the sky while we freeze our butts of every November.

But this is a production to tell us about what we didn’t know about the Gunpowder Plot. Remember, Remember! is a hilarious, untrue and re-imagined retelling of Guy Fawkes and the plot to blow up Parliament. It is everything we know and much more we don’t with the change of the story from conception to what really happened; to the change of the main man we know responsible today from someone we’ve never heard of; a camp love affair with the King and endless comedy in the farcical approach to the tale.

This is a slightly hard review to write because it definitely is a show you need to just experience. This isn’t a cop out but that I genuinely don’t think I could do it justice. It is so unbelievably funny, smart, fast paced, that you don’t have a single minute to breathe through laughter. The performers all play a multitudes of characters and they are all hammed up, and/or a stereotype of a figure; for example, Guy is a bit of a too-cool-for-school guy that everyone fancies and is just effortless. The way they do this for the characters is so well done and the element of over exaggeration fits well with the overall approach to the production.

Because they aren’t sticking to the “truth”, the embellishments aim to create comedy and shock you. They take a piece from the history and run with it; King James’s well known love of men is exaggerated, with him as a very camp, almost slimy character, with the tiniest of crowns and pink bloomers. Every element, from performance to costume, set and narrative is so well thought out and just absolutely stuffed to the brim with comical moments.

The performers are just fantastic – while the characters are well formed, there’s these moments of them as a group giving a break for narrative support and in this, they themselves have their own story-line – two have a love hate relationship, flipping each other off, and taking the mick and the lines blur between the historic and the modern. It only makes it more funny and we love each of these performers individually and in how brilliantly they work together.

Remember, Remember! is absolute hilarity from start to finish. Don’t expect to come out having learnt anything historically factual but do expect to come out with your cheeks and sides hurting from laughter and in awe of the absolute absurdity that has ensued.

Review, Acid’s Reign, Relish Theatre, Edinburgh Fringe, By Hannah Goslin

It’s very rare that you get to see a show that you saw the very early version of and get to review a second time. Long ago, the days of Vault Festival allowed me to see the first iteration of Acid’s Reign and it’s fantastic to see how it has come along.

Acid’s Reign sees Drag Queen’s take on the climate crisis. In a chance meeting, Alex Acid and Ria Listic become firm friends, joining their artistry to fight against the climate through cabaret. In the need to get the message across, social media and commercialism comes knocking and the chance of fame over saving the world becomes a difficult choice. What also comes into question is friendship and comradery in the queer community.

I’ll try not to compare the first version of this show to the current. But it would also be remiss of me not to make some short comments. Firstly, the story has completely changed. The infant version of this show focused on Drag Queens as different elements and the impact on them, speaking from those points of view. As this was also their first attempt, the production value was smaller due to this and possibly funding and now the production looks almost west end ready. One wouldn’t be critical of this because both versions in their own merit have something. It’s therefore unfair to compare them but only to say, it’s wonderful to see in some what the trajectory of a show from its early days and the grind and development of it. Two of our performers are from the beginning – Scarlett Harlett and Jamie Fuxx return in this production and it’s wonderful to see them again.

As mentioned, the production value has increased. The stage is well set and its use of it, props and use of these for scene changes, such as rolling stools, helps with the easy and seamless change. Accompanying the aesthetic and wonderful and quintessential Drag outfits – camp, fun and unusual. One that sticks out is one outfit, worn by Victoria Scone, of plastic tape. It’s all in keeping with what we know of Drag and is as fabulous as we expect.

Like any musical, the original songs and the slightly campy acting in between work so well and have that essence of musical theatre. Victoria Scone has such an expressive face that she elicits laughter and slight hammed up acting which fits perfectly for the puns, the character and the production. The songs are catchy, fun and hummable. They are easily ones that could become cult classics and likely to be seen lip synced in plenty of queer bars and shows.

All the performers are well skilled and very professional in this musical theatre piece. They embody their characters with real ease and we get the feeling of true friendship, of jeopardy and when the friendship breaks down, it feels very real. Like any good musical, we are invested but are brought out slightly and rightly due to the unnatural use of a song during the scene to make this theatrical.

Acid’s Reign (2.0) is a fantastic new musical that could easily become a cult classic amongst the theatrical community. With a political message, brilliant performers and a real celebration of queer culture, Acid’s Reign could become a new musical obsession.

Relish Theatre – Pleasance Theatre

Review, TO BE FRANK, Michael Hockey / Charlotte Pleasants, Edinburgh Fringe, By Hannah Goslin

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

If you were at Fringe this year, you would have been hard pressed to miss the gigantic green monster around the city. Frank has come alive, once again, but this time, in the most unusual way.

This is a clowning show like no other. Slightly in mime, with a Mr Bean-esque approach of only sound and supported with spine-crawling bass, we are introduced to Frankenstein (Frank) from him coming alive to living … well, life.

He interacts with us, making comfortable eye contact, moving with stocky movements of his new limbs and being somewhat imposing. For such a tall man, and one as a “monster” he would be perfect to keep in keeping with the horror genre of this well known monster. But this is where it changes – Frank becomes adorable and friendly, despite shouting or groaning instead of words, and his story trajectory turns into his friendship of a green balloon – something that needs to be handled gently and with care.

By not using words, somehow, he still manages to easily communicate with us. We join in the fun with the balloon and understand the nuances of what he is trying to portray to us. Some audiences are reluctant and this could be misinterpreted as misunderstanding but it isn’t – it’s just a lack of wanting to be involved, because, Frank’s intentions are so clear.

What is wonderful is that this approach to Frank is completely different to the stories we know. This is a more emotional Frank, more adorable, friendly and approachable. This all comes in, somehow, how he interacts with the balloon, with kindness and intrigue and we fall in love with him. The kind of big-teddy bear man instead of something scary and dangerous.

His physicality is so extremley funny. He manages to make us laugh, taking his time and ensuring to take up space with his physical comedy. There’s no urgency, and if you have done any work in physical theatre, you know actually how much control and skill is put in to do these slow and precise movements. Accompanied by some shouting and groaning, it’s absolute absurdity and a fantastic piece of clowning.

TO BE FRANK is an absurd, unhinged and utterly heartwarming piece of clowning and physical theatre. You will go into the unexpected and come away falling in love with this giant teddy bear.

Review, KEVIN!!!!!, Recent Cutbacks, Edinburgh Fringe, By Hannah Goslin

 out of 5 stars (3 / 5)

Every 80’s and 90’s kids will remember the nostalgia of watching Home Alone at Christmas. A cult classic, whether you’re a fan or not, you will know some of the well known clips and scenes, even from popular culture. Recent Cutbacks take our nostalgia and turn it on its head to present satirical remakes of these well known films, eliciting plenty of fun and comedy for all ages.

I will firstly admit and, will probably lose some of you in the process to say, Home Alone isn’t really a favourite of mine. I have of course seen it many times, especially as a 90’s kid, but it never really hooked me like it has others. And maybe that’s where it lost me to some degree. But it was no less comedic and fun to watch.

As the company’s name suggest, there’s a slight essence of the amateur about the production – and this is purposeful. The reenactments are sort of done with what they found in the kitchen cupboard and out of the attic and this in itself brings so much comedy in how they have tried to replicate with random dolls or hand made items. They have made little dollhouse style scenes in shoe boxes which are projected on the screen for us to see. The transitions between the scenes are seamless and when they bring in a green screen for some of the actors and larger puppets is so very clever.

The audience do get interacted with; puppets come into the audience and they use the stairs and sometimes us to try and recreate some of the trick-scenes against the villains. The ability to open up the space this way is very effective and let’s us become more immersed.

The performers themselves only start to be full physical acting roles with us further into the story, starting out as voices as we watch the miniatures being filmed. They are melodramatic and satirical of the show, adding the odd ad lib to say what we’re all thinking of the story-line – how did she forget him? Why was the neighbour in the line-up count able to be mistaken for one of the children, eliciting laughter over the obvious and mick taking.

KEVIN!!!!! is good fun. A unique take on theatre, really well thought out and evident of a bunch of 80’s and 90’s kids with a nostalgic obsession, it gives you a good giggle, whether a fan of the film or not.

Review, Boiler Room Six: A Titanic Story, Tom Foreman Productions, Edinburgh Fringe, By Hannah Goslin

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

We think we know all about the tragic story of the Titanic. Told through many films, productions and documentaries, this disaster continues to unearth story after story, but we still think we know the bare bones. But in this fantastic production, we learn so much more.

A one man show based on the true account from survivor Frederick Barrett, we learn so much more about the final hours of the Titanic from a working class stoker. Down in the stomach of the great vessel, this is where it claimed some of its first victims to the icy seas and we see this recounted through storytelling and immense physical theatre.

The set is very simple, atmospheric and ideal for telling this story. With only a couple of benches and watery lighting that changes to red with the ship lighting, while we may never know what this part of a ship looks and feels like, we get a very good sense of it. We feel like we’re in the belly, in the hot and cramped conditions and instantly amongst the events with Barrett and the stokers.

Performed by one actor, his physicality throughout this is impressive. Mainly, we are seeing the story from Barrett’s point of view, but he occasionally switches into other characters seamlessly. They’re subtle changes, whether that’s vocally, with an accent or a little physical change, and so we get to know these other characters very quickly. We see the comradery prior to the iceberg and we get a sense of these people which makes the tragedies all the more poignant.

When the iceberg hits, the change in pace is immediate and we get the sense of urgency. The performer’s ability to be able to do this whole production must be exhausting and he throws every bit of himself into it. With the little staging, he moves around the space somehow painting images of a ladder, of higher up, of the water coming in, of the corridors and we can see it so clearly in front of us. For us, this whole production is very real thanks to the performers ability to not only story-tell but to create an imaginary set in front of our eyes. Our heartstrings are pulled at incessantly, as we suddenly see these characters we’ve gotten to know disappear. We feel genuine grief at this and sit in the guilt Barrett feels for fighting the odds and surviving. This is all thanks to setting the scene, to creating these characters and immersing us in the story effortlessly.

Boiler Room Six: A Titanic Story is a feat of a one man performance, creating the scene with only physicality and atmospheric lighting. It is emotionally charged thanks to fantastic acting ability featured and successfully tells a new version of the well known tragic event.