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“The Meat Kings! (Inc.) of Brooklyn Heights” at the Park Theatre

It was surely a dream come true for Hannah Doran to win the prestigious Papatango New Writing Prize for her debut play. The piece is a sure and sound choice that benefits from direction by Papatango’s own George Turvey. Set in the cutting room of a butcher’s shop, looking at the lives, loves and hopes of the staff, the story is simple but strong and delivered well.

With the business under pressure (cue nods to gentrification) two apprentices – JD and Billy – end up competing for one job. The lengths they will go to are complicated by an expired visa and a sick mother. The stakes are engaging and there’s a romance with new arrival, T, who is also (ex-convict) Billy’s cousin. So there’s lots of meaty drama to enjoy.

The work-place play is well-trodden ground, sure to remind many of pieces by Lynn Nottage (which is no bad thing). If there are touches of soap opera, it’s all good stuff.  Doran has a talent for filling in back stories and making us care about her characters, who she handles evenly – each of the roles interests and the performers respond accordingly.

If the older characters are slightly less convincing, strong performances ensure their success. It is easy to admire the struggling no-nonsense boss Paula (performed by Jackie Clune) and senior cutter David is an interesting, partly devilish creation that Eugene McCoy makes a lot of. David’s bromance with Billy is full of convincing touches. As for the main lovers, the couple are adorable. Marcello Cruz is a charming JD, while Mithra Malek makes an angry – and deliciously unexpected speech – that’s a highlight for T. The object of her ire is cousin Billy, a role Ash Hunter excels in. The audience when I attended had him marked as the villain… I’m not so sure and my hesitation is a good sign.

Billy’s desperate actions are a fine talking point – linking to the American Dream, of course. The play’s politics arrive relatively late and, if there aren’t surprises, the events are satisfyingly explored and staged well. There’s enough complexity in the emotions we see even to excuse a clunky speech from Paula. The whole play is neat, well-presented and served to perfection.

Until 29 November 2025

www.parktheatre.co.uk

“[Blank]” at the Donmar Warehouse

This collection of 100 scenes, with the instruction that they can be selected at will and performed in any order, is “a challenge and an invitation” to theatre companies. It’s a startling idea that makes for a big book and shows playwright Alice Birch’s prodigious ability. It is also a suitable celebration of co-producer Clean Break Theatre’s 40 years of working alongside women involved with the criminal justice system. The treatment for the many situations they must have encountered is, by turns, heart-wrenching and thought-provoking. So what has this production, directed by Maria Aberg, created in response?

First, some brilliant performances. From names this theatregoer loves – such as Jackie Clune, Jemima Rooper, Zainab Hasan and Thusitha Jayasundera – to performers I’ve not had the privilege of seeing before, the acting is stunning. Tackling characters who all have a connection to crime, from the most serious to unnamed incidents, undoubtedly makes the show grim. But what’s important is how far-reaching and detailed repercussions are shown to be. Highlighting the children and relatives affected, as well as the women convicted, makes every character encountered a figure to be accounted for. As the 16-strong team moves from role to role, in scenes that are often very short, their achievements are breath-taking.

Much of [Blank]’s power come from its variety. Thirty scenes are delivered here, so we get to see many different women and hear multiple stories, from foster care, including one from the many scenes written for children (the young performers are fantastic), to an adult reunited with a mother freed from prison (providing stand-out moments for Kate O’Flynn and Lucy Edkins).

Shona Babayemi and Jemima Rooper in BLANK
Shona Babayemi and Jemima Rooper

Remember, teasing themes or coherence out of the texts is a choice Birch offers. Part of her point is to challenge conventional narratives about women ‘like this’. Aberg’s response is a light one; a couple of scenes share characters, but this feels like a coincidence. Rosie Elnile’s design and projections of the performers bind the play visually (although I am agnostic about the need for them). And there’s a nod to our specific location in the boldest scene that roots us in Covent Garden with the Donmar’s particular clientele: in a dinner party that turns into a disaster, Birch shows ruthless skills as a satirist and Shona Babayemi gives an unforgettable performance.

Aberg is wise to have faith in Birch’s short sketches – they are packed with emotion and drama. It can be frustrating to leave the action so quickly, and dizzying to think of how many scenes could be developed into full plays. That’s not the aim, and the writing is too precise for it to be the case – each scene stands fully formed. Rather, being overwhelmed by this breadth of – frankly awful – experience is a statement. This feels like a whole other kind of theatre. The play could be mounted anywhere, with any cast, making it a real treasure – full of possibilities and lives that we don’t normally see. While these women maybe invisible to some, [Blank] goes some way to filling that void.

Until 30 November 2019

www.donmarwarehouse.com

Photos by Helen Maybanks