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“Ghosts of the Titanic” at the Park Theatre

It’s impressive to give the story of the world’s most famous shipwreck a new twist. Ron Hutchinson’s solid play speculates that the iceberg didn’t exist and creates a conspiracy theory involving corrupt bankers and businessmen. This is a topical spin on fake news being as old as newspapers themselves but, above all, Ghosts of the Titanic is a cracking thriller.

There are two newshounds here – an ambulance-chasing reporter and his hard-nosed editor. The characters are written well and superbly performed by John Hopkins and Lizzy McInnerny. The cynicism around the making of the news is thought-provoking. Do we really believe the ship’s band played on as death approached?

The power of words and narrative continues as we encounter representatives of the law (well, a Pinkerton private eye) and the medical profession (it’s a good plot twist, so I’ll avoid details). Both characters, performed capably by Sarah Ridgeway and Clive Brill, have comic touches. The humour shows Hutchinson’s skills but, to my taste, dampens tension.

Walking with the dead

Even when there are exaggerated moments, all the characters are entertaining. But, aware that conspiracies can become tiresome, flimsy affairs, Hutchinson makes sure there’s strong emotion powering the show. We follow a grieving heroine – a big part for Genevieve Gaunt, who is seldom off stage and always captures attention. And we get our information from an engineer (an impassioned performance from Fergal McElherron).

Both the grief this tragedy engendered and its status as a defining event in history are handled well. There is a sense of responsibility that saves sensational moments from becoming disrespectful. Gaunt’s sensitive yet determined character wobbles, but is ultimately convincing. The strong plot moves along expertly, with Eoin O’Callaghan’s firm direction showing its strength in making flashback scenes clear. In short, the story is good and the story telling is expert.

Until 2 April 2022

www.parktheatre.co.uk

Photos by Piers Foley

“The One” at the Soho Theatre

While this revival of Vicky Jones’ 2014 play may well offer insight into fast-evolving sexual politics, a piece this strong needs no excuse to be staged again and again. This intelligently written relationship drama is as funny as it is dramatic – and remarkably brave, as well as frank, in addressing the power dynamics between those in love.

Harry and Jo’s affair serves as the battleground to examine some pretty dark fantasies and fears. It would be too easy to say they are dysfunctional; even though we are provided with a foil in Harry’s besotted friend Kerry, expertly depicted by Julia Sandiford, presented as the woman he should really be with. Though they’re viciously cruel to one another, playing with the vulnerabilities partners know most about, we believe that Harry and Jo believe that their love is “above the rules”. And we come to pity them for their “kind of funny, kind of sad” state.

Jones is careful to make this conflict between man and woman even handed, it would make pretty poor drama otherwise. But Harry is not a likeable figure. While not a stereotype, his sexual hang-ups are tiresomely predictable and his mansplaining is fuelled by having shacked up with a former student. He doesn’t even understand his power or privilege and The One is clear that such ignorance is no excuse. But he isn’t a villain and John Hopkins, who takes the part, works admirably well to make this clear.

Jo is the kind of blissful breath of fresh air for female characters that has brought Jones and her sometime collaborator Phoebe Waller-Bridge such success. A femme fatale who kills the thing she loves, Jo’s complex, unapologetic and far from a victim (note how little backstory she has). Playing with honesty is a dangerous game and Jo is determined to have the upper hand. Knocking down taboos like nine pins makes her exciting to watch and, frankly, exhausting, and Tuppence Middleton goes all out in the role.

Director Steve Marmion is in perfect sympathy with the fast-paced script, never failing to pause for a punchline – of which there are many – perfectly reflecting the brilliant dialogue. It is the confrontational qualities that appeal most in Jones’ story. The sexual violence and discussions of rape are not for the faint hearted, and gasp-worthy moments, arising from both humour and tension, confirm the play’s power to deal with both our most topical and universal issues. This is a play for today that has real staying power.

Until 25 August 2018

www.sohotheatre.com

Photo by Helen Maybanks

“The Boys In The Band” at the Park Theatre

You’d be excused for an arched eyebrow over the revival of Mart Crowley’s inspirational 1968 play. So much has changed since this iconic gay text threw a spotlight on a small section of a marginalised community that the play is bound to feel dated. Thankfully, while some jokes do feel old, a couple inexcusably so, Adam Penford’s pacey revival, with the help of a superb cast, makes this a lively night out that stands up well.

A birthday party is hosted by the initially charming Michael, whose demons get the better of him as he concocts a painful game – forcing people to telephone their one true love – with the seeming aim of making his guests as miserable as he is. Ian Hallard makes the most of this meaty role, showing a vicious edge that is riveting while never alienating the audience.

Ian Hallard and John Hopkins
Ian Hallard and John Hopkins

Hallard’s chemistry with his old roommate Alan, who makes a surprise appearance with predictable comedy results, is well studied. When this closeted character, ably handled by John Hopkins, breaks down it’s still a shock. All the more credit as the conservative fiction Alan hides behind seems especially weak. Both Hopkins and Hallard do well to preserve the drama here.

Daniel Boys and Mark Gatiss
Daniel Boys and Mark Gatiss

The unhappy birthday celebrations are for Harold, played by Mark Gatiss, who makes an appearance as the first act closes. Too clever for anybody’s good, especially Michael’s, Harold’s waspish remarks cut deep and Gatiss makes each one go a long way, balancing humour and emotional perception no matter how short each line. It’s a cumbersome role, with touches of a narrator, that’s cleverly made light work of.

James Holmes and Greg Lockett
James Holmes and Greg Lockett

As for the rest of the guests, the ensemble is one you would invite to any production. They include a top-notch comedy turn from James Holmes as the effeminate Emory, ably abetted by Bernard (Greg Lockett) and the excellent Daniel Boys as the studious Donald, who superbly anchors the play. A troubled couple, whose affection for one another is sincere, are made convincing by Ben Mansfield and Nathan Nolan. Even Jack Derges as a hustler hired as a present for the night gets laughs out of a slim part.

With the exception of Hallard’s role, all the parts are pretty thin. Crowley’s desire to express a spectrum of characters and opinions gets the better of him and never quite works. More credit to the cast. The plot could be generously described as functional. The production, though, makes the play more than the sum of is parts – full of memorable touches and great laughs – and it’s an achievement worth celebrating.

Until 30 October 2016

www.parktheatre.co.uk

Photos by Darren Bell

“Holy Warriors” at Shakespeare’s Globe

It’s set to be an exciting year for new writing at Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre, with premieres from Howard Brenton and Richard Bean. But first comes Holy Warriors by David Eldridge, which looks at religious conflict in the Middle East by focusing on the crusades. Sadly, it could barely be more topical.

Shakespeare and the Globe appropriately shape the play. With a nod to the History Plays, the play begins with the conflict between Richard the Lionheart and Saladin. It’s fascinating stuff, but note that you really have to concentrate: history, politics and religion don’t make for an easy mix.
Next we see Richard in a fantastical after life, as he is brought up to date with the West’s subsequent adventures in the East by an all singing and dancing pageant that includes Napoleon and George Bush. Eldridge’s allegorical touches give the piece the air of a Jacobean masque. It’s a shame that Elena Langer’s music is distractingly close to clichéd.
This central scene shows the strength of James Dacre’s direction, yet despite their numbers, the cast still have too much to do. Geraldine Alexander as Eleanor of Aquitaine delivers the play’s most rousing speech in style, and credit has to go to Philip Correia for his turn as Tony Blair. But it’s all a little too close to a game in which you have to work out who’s who or, if you are cleverer than I, which period of history is being picked out.

Richard has to “look, listen and decide” as he is given the chance to reenact his actions and learn from history. John Hopkins, who plays Richard, impresses. Of course, there’s no danger of a plot spoiler – we know he’ll make the same mistakes – so updating the scenes, after a fashion, and having lots of gunshots just seems rather depressing.

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Alexander Siddig

How could a play about politics and religious fanaticism be anything but grim? Presenting “800 years as one” really brings that home, and attempts at humour ring hollow. The play is sure to divide opinion, not least with its mix of styles. I preferred the history to the fantasy – Alexander Siddig’s Saladin is a fascinating character, but you might disagree. It’s seems impossible not to be controversial about this topic but Holy Warriors seems intelligently impartial – that at least is an achievement.

Until 24 August 2014

www.shakespearesglobe.com

Photos by Marc Brenner

Written 24 July 2014 for The London Magazine