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Review The Garden Cinema, The Worst Person In The World/Cries & Whispers by James Ellis

Photo credit: The Garden Cinema

 out of 5 stars (3 / 5) The Worst Person In The World

 out of 5 stars (5 / 5) Cries and Whispers

A recent Time Out article caught my eye concerning a brand spankingly new cinema that has opened in the heart of London. To my delight, the discovery of The Garden Cinema holds up as a triumph for my most recent London visitation. If you like all things Art Deco then you have to look no further. The reds and golds are all here, the angular designs and the glamour of Hollywood’s yesteryear are all present. Sitting in Cinema 1 for two features, these held up as the most polished, comfortable seats I’ve sat on, quite similar to the ones in Cardiff’s Cinema 2 at Chapter Arts Centre…you won’t want to leave them.

I was greeted with great friendliness by staff, I found myself having gin (a rarity for me) and cups of dried pineapple and cashews. It’s amazing to see a cinema that will allow you to take glasses into the cinema and also maintain a no noise policy by having snack in quiet tubs. I did hear the odd rustle in the back row and some chatting in the first film, but thankfully that died down. Having a naughty look in Cinema 2, it was an even more intimate space, very welcoming and warming. It’s the touches here and there that sell this arthouse cinema. The posters, prints and the like all add a elegance not seen in today’s cinema. There is also an ethos on no trailers, instead short films to prelude the feature presentations. There is talk of having local film maker night as well. I will take to court any Londoner who will not support this pristine new enterprise and make it a regular for film and drinks.

The Worst Person in the World
Dir: Joachim Trier. 128 mins, 15

With Oscar nominations to boot, this fresh film sees a young protagonist Julie go around Oslo, lost in one relationship thinking of having another. Renate Reinsve compels the role of a woman who doesn’t really know what she wants, very relatable in today’s age of Me Too, social media and the general angst of living. The film pops with some flowery cinematography. Two scenes stand out: when Julie offers the blow back of her cigarette to new lover Elvind (a solid Herbert Nordrum) and when time stands still for Julie to sneak off to meet him. Poor Askel played by Anders Danielsen Lie goes through a lot in the film, an artist who creates the Norwegian equivalent of Fritz the Cat.

A scene in a radio interview speaks volumes about today’s cancel culture, both sides with fair points here. A fine performance form this sweet actor, sadly the third act leads to little in a Cancer diagnosis for the character and no where for the story to go other than having Julie spoil once again the new relationship she was in (perhaps that’s an assumption? ). There are predictable elements as well, a scene involving a shot of her legs in the shower could only lead to a miscarriage. The father sub plot could have also been tackled a bit more considering the run time. See for the camera work and decent, amusing acting.

I also caught the tail end of the short Single concerning romantic with people with physical disabilities. This appeared highly skilled, with a nice touch of romance. Will try and find a link to watch fully.

Cries and Whispers
Dir: Ingmar Bergman. 91 mins, 15

Death, regret and family resentments permeate Cries and Whispers. This is top quality Bergman, well regarded as Sweden’s finest master. His Persona is a personal favourite, yet this is up there for me. A quiet opening, the stillness with ticking clocks will soon fade away as two sisters come to term with their other dying sister. A chilling film by any standard, the psychology of the women remains fascinating, the maid Anna also a ground breaking exploration as care giver and loyal friend. Biblical sights also frequent the period setting, some very obvious. “A tissue of lies” said in the film seem to capture the aspect of the story well and whether Agnes did actually die at the end. Martha and Karen has hate for each other for no real reason and as the film goes on they appear to reconcile if only for a while. Each woman get’s their back stories fairly portrayed, helping us understand their plight much more. Most scenes fade to crimson red, a motif in the scene with plenty of blood seen later in a disbursing moment involving a broken shard from a wine glass. Of course, we have the famous expressionist close up, pure chiaroscuro every time.

This is devastating cinema.

Cries and Whispers runs at The Garden Cinema till 7 April 2022.
The Worst Person In The World runs at The Garden Cinema till 21 April 2022

Review Cluedo, New Theatre, Cardiff by Rhys Payne

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

One of my greatest achievements in life is the fact that I once won an entire game of Cluedo in one guess! For those who haven’t played this game before, it is a board game created by entertainment aficionado Hasbro where the whole point is trying to figure out who the murderer is, where the crime happened and what weapon was involved. Everyone starts the game with a series of cards that cannot be the final guess as they are not in the mystery case file sitting in the centre of the board. As you travel around Boddy Manor you guess the key ideas and through skills of inference and the help from other players you can whittle down to the perpetrator, crime scene locations and how it was done. Once you think you have solved the case and want to make a prediction you have to remove yourself from the game so that if you are wrong the game can continue. On one such occasion, I was able to guess in my first go, I was able to suggest the three concepts and so made my formal prediction which was absolutely spot on! This was met by a flurry of confused and surprised faces as this game usually lasts for a very long time but instead I had won in one round! I have always loved a good murder mystery event ever since attending an in-person immersive murder mystery party when I was very young where we were all given a character to portray for the evening. In fact, during the recent global lockdowns (that appear to be a thing of the past now!) I took part in three online murder mysteries organised by the fantastic sharp teeth theatre. With all this in mind, you can imagine my excitement when it was announced that not only would there be a staged murder mystery but also it was based on the board game that I was miraculously won in one round much to the surprise of all my friends.

Cluedo the stage play is a staged adaptation of the much-loved board game where a group of people are invited to the mysterious Boddy Manor only to discover that the owner of the house is blackmailing everyone involved. Their attendance at this event is suddenly thrown into absolute chaos as a series of dead bodies are discovered which means this group has to discover who is commuting these horrendous acts. The stage version has everything that people love about the classic board game including the iconic weapons, memorable locations, and much-loved characters (eg Miss Scarlett, Professor Plum and Mrs Peacock) complete within their eccentric looks and mysterious secret tunnels connecting rooms to each other. We first meet Jean-Luke Worrell who plays the wonderfully over the top butler who appears to have orchestrated the whole event. He is seen to introduce each character (who clever light clues representing each character) and his constant over-acting and four wall breaks really fitting in with the master of ceremonies vibe portrayed throughout. I personally believe that this character was so wonderfully exaggerated that they delivered many of the hilarious moments in the show which contrasted beautifully with the fact that they were all dragged into a murder investigation. In the closing moments of the show, we see a hilariously prolonged death sequence involving this character where just when the audience thinks they have died, they spring back to life to perform a tap sequence, incredibly soulful rendition and emotional monologue that had the audience howling with laughter throughout. The butler then introduces the rest of the characters during a carousel of arrivals which I really enjoyed as it represented the moment in the actual board game where everyone reads about the characters involved. However, unlike the board game, these characters are not simply Miss Scarlett, Professor Plum and Mrs Peacock etc but instead these art pseudonyms for people who had committed some form of illegal activity that they are being blackmailed for. After the extent of their crimes is revealed by the owner of the manor, the evening takes a turn for the worse as Mr Boddy is found dead. Before he could pass, however, the newly deceased had managed to distribute a murder weapon to every character which initially was intended to be used to kill the butler which helps to drop breadcrumbs throughout the story of who is committing these atrocities. The characters are then tasked with solving the ‘who dunnit’ before the police arrive and there is a public scandal that leads to more bodies being discovered as the evening progresses.

Despite being a play all about murder, the creative team behind this project have managed to craft this production in a way making it child friendly (but not in a childish way) so that everyone in the family can enjoy. They have injected this show with many hilarious moments which creates a sort of ‘the play that goes wrong’ sort of vibe with a series of brilliant physical comedy moments and witty I liners. There are moments when mostly reverend green (played by the wonderfully talented Tom Babbage) walks into opening doors, is squashed in slow motion by a falling chandelier and hilariously misinterprets instructions that have the audience cackling. As this story progresses, this character becomes a bigger and bigger part leading to a very shocking revelation in the closing moments of play. There are also moments facilitated by the butler where the entire play rewinds to discuss an alternative ending which was cleverly performed by all involved. These inclusions help to make the play friendly to experience for any audience while still playing in the nostalgia of older audience members which was very cleverly developed. We do get a much greater understanding of every potential suspect in this case (that you do in the board gane) mostly due to the fact that in the play they are fully realised and physicalised with backstories, motives etc which I thought was a great inclusion that all work together to make the closing moments of the play even more striking.

Overall Cluedo the stage play is a family-friendly experience that has moments of nostalgia for older audience members and many hilarious moments that everyone can enjoy. It is a unique theatre experience that is available in the New Theatre Cardiff until Saturday the 9th of April so if you are looking for a murder mystery event involving a series of wonderfully over-the-top characters then this is one for you! As a side note, from this play, I want to use Cluedo as the next theme for a fancy dress party as I think that would be amazing fun!

Review Francis Bacon, Man and Beast, The Royal Academy by James Ellis

Photo credit: Jonathan Brady/PA Wire

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

The biggest London exhibition of the work for years of Francis Bacon presently stagnates at The Royal Academy. I have fond memories of the previous exhibit at the Tate Britain in 2008, a lasting legacy for me as a lover of his craft. I can’t tell you how many times I doodled his Base of a Crucifixion figures in uni, a version of this on display, though not the pure horror of the original. The only work of his I’ve seen since is the lesser known painting in Cardiff at the National Museum, not one of his best (though I believe) is still on display.

Even with my energies waining I found this show at the Academy quite absorbing with all the morbid curiosity, crowds rushing to see the weird stuff first indeed. This is certainly for the strong of stomach as the amount of viscera splashed around is unbounded. We see some electric bull fighting paintings, (I saw an actual living spider in one of the canvasses and notified security!) with swept paint and a mustard yellow backdrop, the scorching Spanish climate defining death in the afternoon that is the so called sport. We know he loved boxing as well, violence is never far away. This gory spectacle both horrifies and delights.

Fine work is seen in his portraits of friends, lovers and his contemporaries. The way he holds the faces is but a still shot of a highly rendered, bruised stop-motion. The pit of despair which never leaves any of this work…consider the drunk and drug fuelled nights he created this paintings without any idea of what they might be in his baffling, hoarder like studio. His influences are clear and also quite random. The early photography of Meyerbeer, the classic Russian film Battleship Potemkin and even the animal world strongly feature and maintain masterstrokes in every flick and scrub.

Monkeys and chimps appear a few times, a reminder of our primal heritage and of our base desires. Sex is never far away from Bacon’s mind, a homosexual during the time it was illegal must have had a deep effect on him. His lover George Dyer haunts many frames, their tragic love story best presented in the film Love is the Devil: A Portrait of Francis Bacon. Derek Jacobi was simply made to play Bacon…

Nobody nor face comes out of his gaze undamaged, as if surreal boxing match in a dark theatre box outline. The deformed and the decayed loiter. His use of colours not usually seen in art: purple, orange and black also defines his brilliance. One sensational triptych even features huge pink paintings with three squalid female figures. His blows dust in other pieces, or newspaper print in another. Perhaps other unmentionables as well, maybe? His work is now in museums around the world and private collections. Here was a small buffet of his twisted vision with some good highlights and lesser seen work to boot.

A must see in London.

Francis Bacon Man and Beast runs at the Royal Academy London till 17 April 2022.

Review SoundState & London Philharmonic Orchestra Southbank Centre by James Ellis

Photo credit: Benjamin Ealovega

 out of 5 stars (2 / 5) Arditti Quartet

 out of 5 stars (3 / 5) Mark Knoop

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5) London Philharmonic Orchestra

Arditti Quartet Programme:

Christian Mason: This present moment used to be the unimaginable future (UK premiere)
Clara Maïda: … das spinnt for amplified string quartet
Betsy Jolas: String Quartet No.8 (Topeng) (UK premiere)
Tansy Davies: Nightingales: Ultra-Deep Field (UK premiere)

After the giddy thrill of seeing Meredith Monk live for the first time, I wanted to check out more of the Southbank Centre’s SoundState festival. In an intimate afternoon, the Arditti Quartet tackled new work, pushing the boundaries and listeners with the medium of the string quartet. I must put my cards on the table, and say I struggled with this repertoire. I find it hard to believe coming from me, who has always been on a journey of new discoveries. Christian Mason’s opening piece had an interesting use of space with two of the players standing towards the back corners of the Purcell Room, the piece ending with them all leaving the stage still playing.

It would be hard to pinpoint any markers within this music. My concern lies in the blunt method of music making, a hang over from the Second Viennese School. It would be reductive to say this felt like a Webern Fan Club, though his influence was there along with other serialists. The expected shrillness and unhinged sounds couldn’t formulate any visual stimuli, perhaps more abstract sights would be fitting? There was little in rest bite of the anxious, nimbly bow play, the strange prodding of the senses. For once I cried out for a melody…never thought I’d say that. I left flustered and with a headache.

There was some tinkering with show times on this Saturday at the festival and Sex Magic by Liza Lim was given a later slot, giving a three hour break after Arditti for Mark Knoop’s recital. I would miss Liza’s show and was sad to do so. Knoop’s concert had some curious work, a premier from Akiko Ushijima and more. Materia opened with rowdy electronics and Knoop proving his tricks as a musicians itching to take on bold pieces. A dance between man and the electric gave off a wondrous show. They complimented each other, the brittle noises joining the elongated piano writing.

Canon in C from 3 Canons for Ursula by Nancarrow was less impressive. Not the MIDI type playing the composer is notorious for, essentially piano music so complex a human could not physically play it. There is elegance in this Canon, Knoop fitting this choice and it left you hungry for more of that outrageous music. For my sins, I sadly, missed the final piece on the programme: Matthew Shlomowitz’s Explorations in polytonality and other musical wonders Volume 1. From what I did see I must express how invigorating it was hearing these strident works up close and personal. Will absolutely see more of Knoop.

Rushing over to the other side of the centre, a chance encounter with the London Philharmonic gave rise to a super evening from France and Germany. I’ve spoken in recent reviews about the unrepresented nature of female composers. With Lili Boulanger, a French artist who died tragically young, her sister Nadia is best remembered as one of the big teachers of composers in the 20th century. Lili’s Psalm 129 was only a few minutes in length, though had a big impact and a bigger heart. It is the early Debussy likeness and soundtrack feel that stand her apart, way ahead of her time. The chorus really pelting out some sublime harmonies, though brief and still teary. Olivier Messiaen’s Le tombeau resplendissant is a fine example of his early output of music, the influence of Stravinsky and his Catholic faith being most on stage. The exhilaration and veneration seeps throughout all the orchards groups shining with bold, rampant passages. Messiaen withdrew the piece from his canon for reasons we may never know, a strange decision since the piece is brilliant and a great gateway to the hurtling, mouth dropping later scores.

Edward Gardner continued to show his casual brilliance with Brahms’ A German Requiem. The might of the large orchestra and massed London Philharmonic Choir and The Rodolfus Choir. The singing also help up extremely well the constant declarations in this mass being direct and clearly executed. Baritone Roderick Williams remained highly skilled during his solos, a friend at the concert remarked his German was “on point”. Always soft and centrally one of England’s finest baritones, this cant be denied. The one solo featuring soprano Christiane Karg sat with the choir was a pleasant feature, praise indeed for her even it was the only time she sang. I’ll take or leave Brahms and this German Requiem may not always grab me, but I can’t deny the effort that was put in this and it execution bordered on the exemplary.

SoundState continues until the 3rd April.

SoundState | South Bank London

Review Dance to the Bone, Neon Candle and Sherman Theatre by Hanna Lyn Hughes

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

Co-directed by Joe Murphy and Matthew Holmquist, Dance to the Bone is a gig theatre show performed at the Sherman Theatre in Cardiff inspired by the dancing plagues of medieval times which explores what it would be like if a plague of this kind were to break out today and how society might react.

The evening started with a folky rock belter with leading vocals by Oliver Hoare who co-wrote the drama with Eleanor Yates, singing “I wanna take you dancing”. I could sense the audience twitching in their seats, itching to throw a limb or two and start a dancing plague of their own. I found myself in awe of the multi talentedness of the cast and particularly loved the music which was a catchy and refreshing mix of folk rock.

The story line is fast paced and the dialogue sharp witted with themes of grief and trauma running throughout. Joanne Bevan (Yasemin Ozdemir), our protagonist works at an insurance company with her brother, John (Jack Beale) both of which have recently lost their grandmother, with Joanne seemingly especially affected by this loss. Choreographed by Krystal Lowe, Ozdemir’s energetic dance solo was a mix of thrashing, kicking and more traditional dance moves which included some very impressive backbends. When the other characters eventually caught the dancing fever, I was particularly impressed by Beale’s agility as he writhed and flailed around with excitement during his impassioned speech about the expectations around his role as a big brother and “man of the house”.

The show ends with the ensemble finally dancing altogether under the warm glowing light bulbs hanging from above; each embracing different ways of moving, some floated ethereally and some kicked, punched and swiped the air purposefully.

All in all, an impressive display of talent and a well rounded, thoroughly enjoyable show.

Review James Larter & Meredith Monk with Bang on a Can by James Ellis

Photo Credit: Victoria Frankowski

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)James Larter

 out of 5 stars (5 / 5)Meredith Monk & Bang on a Can

St-Martin-in-the-Field Church in London maintains a calendar of concerts all year. The raw energy of percussionist James Larter should shock an idle Friday afternoon audience in an hour of sizzling, sonic sounds. One might run afar from the music of composer and mathematician Xenakis, yet his Psappha was a powerhouse of force, James greatly showing off the demands of the work with ease and determination. Richard Rodney Bennett and his Marimba Concerto (the first movement) followed featuring on piano Tyler Hay, representing the allusive orchestra in this reduction. Perhaps the most stringent of the programme, Bennett’s time with Pierre Boulez shows here, with some moods of brief Messiaen, the composer being well known for more traditional film scores. James here flexed his percussive muscles with the marimba his gym rack, with Hay a smooth and well equipped companion.

Composer Param Vir introduced his premier work: Drum of Deathless, in a solo arengment. Taken from time spent in a freezing monetary in South Korea, Via has flung into the air a work of great magnitude, quite showy as James chants and clamours away beautifully. Both small percussion and the marimba are on offer, with a dexterity needed in the transfer of sounds. Temple bowls added flavour to an already spicy broth in what could proof to be a percussion favourite in years to come. James’ own piece Bedawi, utilised electronic beats, call to prayers and a middle-eastern inspired musicality. This wrapped things up well, evocative in nature, though slightly too shorty feeling more like an encore. James is one to watch.

Leading to an evening at the Royal Festival Hall with a music legend, an woman of charm and filled with vim. There was much anticipation for Meredith Monk’s first concert back in the UK for some years. During lockdown I began to engage much more with her canon: Zoom workshops, a kick starter (which I gladly pledged to) and my interview with her all added to my quest to know more, to get a more rounded sense of this interdisciplinary artist.

Entitled Memory Game, the night would feature hand picked work from Meredith’s extensive output. Starting with The Games, a galactic examination of fascism in the guise of a science fiction opera. What lovely things to hear, as always with this music. Meredith’s singers: Theo Bleckmann, Katie Geissinger and Allison Sniffing are individually brilliant in their vast scope of roles. The joy of the absurd thrives here and the thrills that feature leaves faces beaming. The dance work is also unexpected, grounded in simplistic modes of expression, yet always achieves its goal. The utter delight that was Tokyo Cha Cha from Turtle Dreams Cabaret held up as funny and endlessly charming. Migrations from The Games, saw Ukrainian tributes with blue and yellow lighting, as this touching moment stirred hearts, with Meredith near wailing, child like in voice. Double Fiesta ended with that rush hour speed, the ear worm of the night. A few encores also appears this hungry audience, the show being under 90 minutes.

I’d have loved to have heard Hocket and The Boat Song from Facing North, since Theo Bleckmann was present who premiered the work with Meredith. Though Theo’s ludicrous Gamemaster’s Song, another selection from The Games, had a bouncy keyboard riff and oodles of poses and vocal frontiers for him. The Memory Song also from the opera a sweetly scented venture into the characters thoughts as they venture out into space, with a shopping list of things now gone to them. Spaceship which opened the night gave the musicians time to wrap up and enter this universe of thoughtful ideas, harmony never comprised, melodies never to approachable. The years of collaboration with Bang on a Can Allstars also shows. The instrumentalists shined with funk, patience and the passion for every bar of music. It’s the sincerity that surprises you the most in Meredith’s art. A lack of sung words also open up much more interpretation, with a general minimalistic vein exposed. Few would argue she remains an unique voice. Few other artists have chirped, shrieked, scoffed and teased their voice like Meredith has and we love her all the more for it.

The evening ended on a high note with a relaxed post show talk with Meredith and musicians from the night. I finally had the chance to meet her in person and she always speaks so kindly of Wales, hoping to return one day. Photos and autographs were greatly appreciated, as I left filled with love and warmth.

Join Zoom song and dance workshops with Meredith Monk and her singers, see her website for details.

Meredith Monk will continue with Memory Game with her Singers and Ban on a Can All-Stars, with film screenings and Cellular Songs on tour at the Rewire Festival in The Hague, with the Cellular Songs in Nantes, Paris and Luxembourg.

PREVIEW The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, Orbit Theatre by Barbara Hughes-Moore

There are few things more magical than L. Frank Baum’s tales of Dorothy, Toto and company, and Orbit Theatre’s new version of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz is sure to enchant audiences when it lands in Cardiff later this month.

Dorothy Gale and her little dog, Toto, are swept away from Kansas and into the technicolour utopia of Oz, a land of lions and tigers and bears – oh my! Her flying house falls on and kills the Wicked Witch of the East, which makes Dorothy a reluctant saviour to the good people of Munchkinland – but all she wants to do is go home, which is a wish only the great and powerful Wizard of Oz can grant. With the Wicked Witch of the West hot on her ruby heels, Dorothy and her new friends – a scarecrow, a tin man and a cowardly lion – race to see the Wizard before it’s too late.

As Wales’ number one amateur theatre company, Orbit has been delighting Cardiff audiences for over twenty-five years. It’s one of the few outlets in Cardiff that gives non-professionals the chance to get involved in professional theatre, meaning that Orbit is not only living the dream, but making dreams come true.

Follow Dorothy and friends down the yellow brick road to the New Theatre this month and you might just find what you’re looking for over the rainbow.

Review to follow!

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz will be playing at Cardiff’s New Theatre from 20 – 23 April.

Review English National Ballet, The Forsythe Evening Sadler’s Wells, Review by James Ellis

Photo Credit: Laurent Liotardo

 out of 5 stars (3 / 5)

A return to London, a return to dance. I could not ignore the allure of Sadler’s Wells and the newest offering from English National Ballet. With choreography and stage design by William Forsythe, this was very much his evening. The showing off of his dance work bled into every moment of the night. The soundtrack over the brief night would randomly feature James Blake, Barry White and a variety of other musical taste. I pondered throughout, does it work?

The dancing on display cannot be underestimated. Yet, the music didn’t always necessarily ground the pieces and we had a choice of various petite performances of blinks and you’d miss them proportions. I want to say it felt more like strident ballet sequences fitted with pop and peculiar musical choices, having a certain charm but just not really making much momentum. The second part of the night entitled Playlist had a more club anthem feel, the audience clearly swept away with it’s frantic mania. This remained a curious take on ballet both old and new, more so of the later. There was an angular, almost cubist approach to movement, the men and women getting stirring duets or flourishing ensemble motifs. You almost want to recreate some of the poses at home.

It was the short nature of the entire night which made for a pleasant variation, two short parts with plenty of insight and intrigue. Like on this press night, this should please a lot of people, the choice of music should help break down some barriers and make ballet per se more accessible. The choreographer appears to be making waves in dance and work like this can only continue his. passions. A night like this can only define the talents of some spectacular dancers with builds that could leave most of us reeling.

Spend a night at the Fosythe Evening. It is a guaranteed success.

The Forsythe Evening runs at Sadler’s Wells till 10 April 2022

Review of Waitress, Venue Cymru, by Richard Evans

Book by Jessie Nelson, based on the motion picture written by Adrienne Shelly

Directed by Diane Paulus

Produced by Barry and Fran Weissler, David Ian for Crossroads Live UK

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5)

Waitress – was this afternoon tea with champagne at the Ritz or a slow morning at Sloppy Joe’s café?

Diane Paulus’ feel-good optimistic musical kept me engaged for the whole evening being consummately acted with excellent choreography and set design.  The leads, Jenna (Chelsea Halfpenny), Becky (Wendy Mae Brown) and Dawn (Evelyn Hoskins) had great chemistry and while they all sang well, Wendy Mae Brown’s was the stand out, powerful voice.  The score added plenty of phase and change to proceedings and the seamless transition from one set to another with well-timed choreography was dizzyingly effective.

When the play was first produced on Broadway in 2016, it had, most unusually, an all-female creative team and the nature of the story has an agenda to suit.  It tells the story of Jenna, a waitress who is a talented pie maker.  She is trapped in small-town America in an abusive relationship with little prospect for betterment.  She becomes pregnant and is seemingly destined to experience the perpetuation of the line of chauvinistic, misogynistic relationships that have oppressed women down through the ages.  Like mother, like daughter.  Then she meets her gynaecologist (David Hunter) and is able to sample what life could have been but she is caught in a tryst that can only bring danger to her and the baby in the future. 

Her saving grace is the supportive network in her place of work, in particular her best friends, Becky and Dawn and the owner of the diner, Joe.  In viewing the friendship of the three women we are invited to view that sometimes hidden expression of femininity including their sexuality, compassion and ambition.  They may live in an oppressive society, but they can experience fullness of life despite their circumstance.  

The male figures do not come out of this play covered in glory.  Some are thoughtful and considerate but they are more often self-indulgent and unappreciative of their partner.  Is it wrong to feel sorry for Earl, the husband of Jenna?  No, not really.  Any abusive, coercive person deserves our condemnation, but he too is a victim of this oppressive society, losing a dead-end job with no hope of change and yet possessive in his love for his wife who then walks out on him on the birth of their first child.  From her perspective he deserves this but he also needs a much better way in life.  If society is to change for the better, it should educate and improve all people.      

Does this setting have much relevance to Britain today?  I believe it does.  We have had nearly 50 years of equal opportunities legislation and it is clear that there is more opportunity for women than there has been in the past.  However, it is also evident that gender bias is still deep rooted and profound and there is much work to be done to give equality of opportunity. 

While this is a fun night out with plenty to satisfy those that love this story, this is a layered play giving much food for thought.  There was evidence in the audience of the cult following this story attracts which is highly understandable as there is much to identify with in both the play and the characters within. Maybe this is not champagne tea at the Ritz and it is definitely not a slow morning at Sloppy Joe’s.  It is more like a good night out at your local.  

Review Messiaen’s Quartet for the End of Time & Montgeroult’s Etudes, Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama by James Ellis

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5) Messiaen’s Quartet for the End of Time

 out of 5 stars (4 / 5) Montgeroult’s Etudes

French music filled the Royal Welsh over the past few days. In a concert entitled ‘Beauty in Darkness’ has at it’s focus the Quartet for the End of time by Olivier Messiaen, written whilst at a POW camp in Poland during WWII. The surreal nature of the piece stems from biblical protheses of the end of all things. Whilst the first part of the night had an unclear focus on composers effected by the Holocaust, these were unlisted pieces, which had a laid back and cheery feel to them.

The Messiaen quartet has such a strangeness about it, it’s hard not to be taken along. The oddball mix of instruments (violin, cello, clarinet and piano) proves the oddness though the effect on an audience since it’s first airing in the actual camp, can’t be underestimated. A devout Catholic, Messiaen saw hope through the darkness of his circumstances. A sparseness fills the work as the clarinet gets a resounding solo filled with bird song and staggering breath work. The cello has an unbearable and moving movement in the middle, the violin at the end reaching a similar sadness. The piano throughout is pounding, ethereal. It’s easy to underestimate the quartet but when sat there listening you feel the true power of Messiaen as a composer.

Violinist Bartosz Woroch has had the honour of performing once again, this piece where it first premiered. Here he leads, his love of the work always present. Fine musicianship.
On piano, Ayaka Shigeno battles the outrageous nature of her role, almost being the back bone of the work in a fierce display. I’ve heard Robert Plane play this piece with his clarinet a few times, he was replacing another ill musician. If anyone can truly do this part, it’s Plane who always dazzles. The rapt silence which fills his solo, the shrieks and sweet harmonies in other parts. WNO’s Rosie Bliss on cello makes her instrument weep more than usual, in an offering of such touching beauty. Few pieces in chamber music are truly as touching as this.

Composer Hélène de Montgeroult is a new discovery for me. With recent campaigns from Clare Hammond, new ears will get to hear more of a woman who lead a stimulating life. An aristocrat who fled France during The Great Terror, she would later be nearly executed were it not for her rousing variations on the French anthem. I’d like to think that story is true, you can already see the feature film on her life. With an army of students from the college, an array of her Etudes graced a small but eager afternoon audience. How utterly charming these pieces were. Somewhere between Mozart, Brahms and early other romantics with her own voice ringing through. There was a spiralling technique, with moments of humble resignation and a confidence in its music making.

The students did an impressive job of bringing these fluttery etudes to life. There may have been a misstep here and there, but the whole concert remained a delight. Looking back, I’d say the Etude no. 28 in E major stayed in the mind. The left hand notation for Etude no. 99 in E flat major for two pianos was another highlight. With the amount of musicians on stage, it went along swimmingly with the occasional adjustment to the piano stool as brief rest bites. Promising young musicians played in this and we all hope their time at the college is fruitful.

The real question remains why she has been forgotten to time? Is it sexism or politics? This remains an unjust crime which is in need of swift rectification. Consider me a proud convert.

Clare Hammond’s recording of Montgerolut’s Etudes with BIS Records is due for release in autumn 2022.