Tag Archives: Paul Englishby

2025

“The Spy Who Came in from the Cold” at the Soho Place Theatre

There can be few complaints about this new show, arriving in London via the Chichester Festival Theatre. It’s as solid a four-star affair as you could wish for and, based on the great novel by John le Carré, makes for high-class, intelligent entertainment.

If you don’t know this famous twisty spy story, with its intricate plot and triple crosses, then you’re in for a treat. If you’re already a fan, you’ll love seeing favourites such as Alec Leamas and George Smiley brought to life. There are villains, Gunnar Cauthery’s Mundt is a great one, but it’s the complexity of the characters that everyone loves.

Le Carré was a master at showing the psychology and moral implications behind spying. The production enjoys focusing on these, indicating the strain Leamas is under as the scenarios play out in his head, and emphasising the role of his innocent girlfriend, Liz, who is accidentally caught up in a world that isn’t just murky – it’s downright dirty.

The talented cast respond positively to depth of their characters. It is no small praise to say John Ramm makes Smiley his own (and a small cameo during the play’s trial scene makes this is a great show for him). Rory Keenan is fantastic as Leamas, more heroic than I imagined but convincingly troubled. The chemistry with this love interest, portrayed by Anges O’Casey, is terrific. 

Surprisingly, this is the first time Le Carré’s work has been adapted for the stage. Of course, the film and TV versions of his work are famous. And you might argue that the excellent radio adaptations (with Simon Russell Beale) are the best. But adapter David Elridge has done a faithful job that allows newcomers to follow the action and fans to give their approval. It’s respectful rather than inventive, but that is sensible when working with such quality material.

The whole creative team add light touches to enforce theatricality. Paul Englishby’s music might be a bit light and, given how sparse the staging is, Max Jones’ set still comes across as fussy. Director Jeremy Herrin gets the final praise for dealing with theatre in round so superbly, making the action fluid and fast moving – and allowing a neat irony. These spies have nowhere to hide, despite the story being one of subterfuge.

Until 21 February 2026

www.spyonstage.com

Photo by Johan Persson

2017

“The Tempest” at the Barbican

If you ever needed a reason to forgive computer company Intel for its annoyingly catchy ad jingle then its collaboration with the RSC is it. A large team, working with designer Stephen Brimson Lewis, has added ground- breaking effects to Gregory Doran’s production of Shakespeare’s late romance, and the result is a big theatrical event.
It’s a good choice of play to unleash the clever technical trickery on. From the shipwreck that sends Prospero’s enemies into his territory, the island becomes awash with projections. And spirits really do melt into air in the case of Ariel, played by Mark Quartley, as a live motion capture suit is employed on stage for the first time. The resulting imagery is appropriate and surely becomes more and more impressive if you understand how difficult it all is. Even so, the designers might be a tad aggrieved to know that all eyes are really on the live actor. Quartley gives a sensitive performance of remarkable physicality that doesn’t really need assistance.

The tech goes to town with the masque that Prospero conjures, its design based on Ben Jonson and Inigo Jones’ work, so that part of the play that can drag looks great. But again, beyond the spectacle, it’s the basics of the show that really work. A large cast of spirits add immeasurably and this is truly an island “full of noises” with a strong score composed by Paul Englishby that combines a variety of genres.
There’s a glitch in the application, too. The autochthonous Caliban could be the key to the island but he isn’t granted any modern magic. This rationale makes sense but it makes the character out of place, with no link to his inheritance – surely a missed opportunity? It’s a game performance from Joe Dixon, but the monster costume, the only foot Brimson Lewis puts wrong, suggests the aim is to get some laughs – what else can an actor do if he gets given a fish as a prop?

The key ingredient isn’t the intel inside but Simon Russell Beale’s performance as Prospero. Directed as a family drama, the relationship with Jenny Rainsford’s Miranda – an excellent performance – is deeply moving. Similarly, as his treacherous brother, Jonathan Broadbent makes a role often forgotten memorable. A complex relationship with Ariel, suggesting a substitute son, is also explored.

Russell Beale can be magisterial with ease but focuses on Prospero’s neurotic moments. The all-powerful magus sees his plan on a knife-edge, adding excitement to the production. This Prospero has many a mini breakdown, as the tension of plotting gets the better of him – at one point he even screams, and the prospect of changing overwhelms him. Doran was clearly sensitive to the possible drawbacks of a high-tech collaboration. Never losing sight of the fine cast here, his supervision shows a calm hand at the helm.

Until 18 August 2017

www.barbican.org.uk

Photo by Topher McGrillis