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“Outlying Islands” at the Jermyn Street Theatre

David Greig’s 2002 play is a must-see. Firstly, because it is, very simply, wonderfully written. The story is simple, too, with a couple of ornithologists working in a remote location. But the play itself is richly complex – full of surprises I don’t want to spoil – with startling questions and big ideas.

This production boasts an expert crew. Director Jessica Lazar has worked on the play before, along with designers Anna Lewis, David Doyle, Christopher Preece and movement director Jennifer Fletcher, whose work all matches the elegance of the source material. Their experience shows, but Lazar’s approach remains fresh, bringing out humour and environmental concerns with extra force. This is a script that’s aging very well indeed.

A good deal of tension is fleshed out, primarily with the character of Robert and his fraught take on life. He’s a fantastic creation, brought to life by Bruce Langley. The dialogue is full of nerves and analysis, descriptions of the body that are, themselves, dissected. It’s a surprise how uncomfortable his scientific sense make us – Robert is blunt, “perpetually insulting” and a maverick. Langley gives him schoolboy charm, but is he dangerous, too?

Whitney-Kehinde-in-Outlying-Islands-by-Alex-Brenner
Whitney Kehinde

Robert is certainly captivating. Ellen, one of only two inhabitants on the island, falls for him. And she is Greig’s second brilliant portrait, one that Whitney Kehinde performs in all its complexity. The young woman’s vivid fantasy life connects to themes of technology – she’s an avid cinema-goer – but the steps she takes to realise her desires are startling. Living “in and out of dreams”, Kehinde powerfully combines the mystical and animalistic.

Robert’s friend and colleague John completes a triangle. A difficult role that newly graduated Fred Woodley Evans manages to make more than a foil. It’s John who remembers that a boat is coming to take them back to society. But talk of ‘decency’ becomes increasingly shrill as the play builds to its tense conclusion. How much the audience identifies with John is left open, just as it should be.

None of this considers the considerable humour in the play. A final brilliant performance comes from Kevin McMonagle as Ellen’s uncle, whose description of London as a gannetry s laugh-out-loud funny. Just as remarkable is how Outlying Islands is a ‘period’ play, set just before World War II, whose advent is explored, but with none of the usual clichés. Lazar’s triumph is to appreciate that a piece this good will never have a definitive version. Greig’s work is observed by her, interpretations are made, but it is clear that there will always be more to offer.

Until 15 March 2025

www.jermynstreettheatre.co.uk

Photos by Alex Brenner

“The Rise and Fall of Little Voice” at the Park Theatre

This misguided new production of Jim Cartwright’s excellent play is a disappointment. Given the much-loved 1998 film, expectations on any revival are bound to be a heavy burden. But the characters of Little Voice, a reclusive singer impressionist, and her mother, the inimitable Mari, were written for the stage. Director Tom Latter makes a mess of allowing us the luxury of seeing them live.

Rafaella Hutchinson takes the lead and should be pleased with her performance. She might portray Little Voice’s meekness a little more, but the character’s fear and anger are convincing. Hutchinson’s singing voice is strong, although the impersonations get stuck at Judy Garland. It ends up pleasing – rather than amazing – to see her character move from bedroom to stage, so Hutchinson’s talent feels wasted.

The problem is that the play is horribly rushed. Hutchinson stands her ground against Latter’s speedy approach, but the rest of the cast suffers. Kevin McMonagle, as the budding promoter hoping to exploit young talent, becomes shrill and annoying. And while Linford Johnson, as the love interest Billy, has good chemistry with Hutchinson, the scenes between them both are too brief to enjoy.

Sally George as Mari
Sally George as Mari

Worse still is the fate of Mari. It’s understandable that she delivers some lines at a cracking speed – it shows how smart she is. But the character is then undermined. Latter, and his partner-in-crime associate director Anita Dobson, interpret a facility for language as mistakes. So Mari’s plays on words become malapropisms and we end up laughing at her, rather than with her. It’s all a special shame since Sally George has the stage presence needed for the role – and when tensions between mother and daughter reach a crisis point, she gives a moving performance. But we are unprepared to appreciate how desperate Mari is, or how much self-knowledge she possesses. A patronising tone, seen throughout the production, leaves the play without rise or fall, as if watching it on a flat screen.

Until 15 September 2018

www.parktheatre.co.uk

Photo by Scarlett Casciello (top) and Ali Wright (inset)

“The Flouers o’ Edinburgh” at the Finborough Theatre

This is my kind of way to join the debate about Scottish independence. As those north of the border go to the ballot box, Londoners should vote with their feet and visit the Finborough Theatre’s new production of The Flouers o’ Edinburgh. Set not long after the Acts of Union in 1707, it raises pointed issues of identity and politics, but in such an endearingly comedic fashion that the topics feel light and fresh.

Jennifer Bakst’s direction makes the play easy entertainment, controlling potential touches of farce and opting for a gentle comedy that is close to frothy. There’s plenty of satire but nothing mean spirited and, since politics is one of the topics, it ticks the ‘timeless’ box. Philip Lindley’s set and Rose Adolph’s costumes are impressive. The cast is huge for such a small venue and the standard of acting high. It all bounces along very merrily indeed.

Maybe the play feels so sprightly because of the romance at its heart. It’s Sir Charles and Aunt Girzie’s intention that his son and her niece should marry, but should the elder couple get together as well? Kevin McMonagle and Jenny Lee perform with such twinkles in their eyes, we yearn for their union. The younger Charles and his intended Kate have obstacles to overcome, namely his snobbery and ambition, all ripe for mockery. Finlay Bain plays Charles Jnr with great stage presence but a touch too much restraint. Leigh Lothian’s Kate is feisty and much more fun.

The hot topic is whether or not to abandon the Scottish language for English. Young Charles is an early adopter, to the disgust of all, especially Kate, who continues to speak in Scots. But rejecting the mother tongue is the only way to get ahead in public life. The playwright Robert McLellan makes his political point well, but what’s remarkable here is that, despite the language used, comprehension is easy. There’s a lot a Sassenach might not know but Lee, in particular, still manages to make you laugh. McLellan was committed to writing in Scots. It’s telling that this 1948 play is only now receiving its English premiere. This fine play is a very welcome import.

Until 27 September 2014

www.finborough.co.uk

Photo by Ciaran Cunningham

Written 3 September 2014 for The London Magazine