Matter of Black Lives
Yellowman
by Dael Orlandersmith
Orange Tree Productions at the Orange Tree Theatre, Richmond until 8th October
Review by Eleanor Lewis
“If you’re born in America with a black skin, you’re born in prison”, said Malcolm X. Dael Orlandersmith’s play Yellowman further points out that black is only a starting point and there are many types of prison. This two-hander play is a clever and absorbing examination of what that means in real life.
Two characters, Alma (Nadine Higgin) and Eugene (Aaron Anthony) are growing up in the searing heat of South Carolina in the sixties. The title Yellowman refers to the derogatory term used to describe the lighter skin tone of Eugene. Alma is darker skinned. The action follows the trajectories of both their lives as they become aware of, and struggle to free themselves from the race-based system they’re caught in, before it damages them as it has their parents before them.
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The Bear
by William Walton, libretto by Paul Dehn and William Walton from the play by Anton Chekhov
And I Decided …
by Daniel Felsenfeld, libretto by Robert Coover, Will Eno and Jennie Ketcham
Opera at Home at the Arcola Theatre until 7th September
Review by Heather Moulson
I was looking forward to catching the seventh week of the Grimeborn Opera Festival at this cutting-edge theatre off Dalston Lane, for a double bill of somewhat singular opera. I have seen edgy theatre there before, and Grimeborn’s aim to see opera differently was alluring. I settled down in Studio One amidst the full, predominately middle-class audience … the Bohemians staying at home presumably.
Opening up to The Bear, an operatic parody on Chekov’s play of the same name, the solitary pianist, Daniel Felsenfeld played a haunting introduction, lulling us into the great man’s bleak humour and sardonic wit. A dark and sombre set with a grieving widow, Popova, sitting in black alongside her outspoken maid Lusha, the former’s grief turning to anger and disillusionment with her late husband. The smartly dressed, vibrant presence of Smirnov, a peasant landowner, turned events around as he confronted the aristocratic widow for outstanding debts. Mind games were edgy and played with real wit, to the point of turning to pistols, before he realised how much he loved her. So much so, he would waive the deceased’s debt to pursue the snobbish and alluring Popova.
Read more…Trauma and Humour
The Two Sides of Martin Figura
Poetry Performance at The Adelaide, Teddington, 4th September
Review by Greg Freeman
There is a serious side to the poet Martin Figura. Quite serious. It was revealed during the first half of his set at Poetry Performance in Teddington on Sunday night, when he read the title poem, My Name is Mercy from a pamphlet based on his observations at Salisbury District Hospital during Covid. A former soldier himself, a poem called Bear was based on talking to soldiers with physical injuries and PTSD who had served in Iraq and Afghanistan. His poem Vineyard Boys is about his time in a children’s home in Wellington, Shropshire, in the 1960s. You can find out the reasons that he ended up there in his remarkable collection Whistle.
Read more…What-Ho!
Jeeves and Wooster in Perfect Nonsense
by P.G. Wodehouse, adapted by David and Robert Goodale
Progress Company at Progress Theatre, Reading until 10th September
Review by Sam Martin
Having not seen any Wodehouse before (forgive me!) I was intrigued, but also a little apprehensive as I approached Progress Theatre to watch Jeeves and Wooster in Perfect Nonsense. Consulting with my admittedly more cultured friends, I knew a slither of what to expect; anticipating that a show with ‘nonsense’ in the title and a promise of layered and excessive multi-roleing would serve for a fun (but chaotic) evening of entertainment.
The production started well with Dan Clarke confidently in the role of Wooster and guiding us through the plot with skilled narration. At times his portrayal of Bertie Wooster’s amazement at the make-shift scenery was a little overcooked and gave the character perhaps too much simplicity, yet Clarke eased into the show and became a stable narrator figure playing well on the farcical moments, bringing the audience in on the façade with ease. Clarke remained the anchor of the piece, holding the plot together dexterously – even when clearly struggling to change costume quickly just off stage!
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Larkin With Women
by Ben Brown
Strut and Fret at the Old Red Lion, Islington until 17th September
Review by Louis Mazzini
The poet Philip Arthur Larkin was born in 1922 and to celebrate his centenary the Old Red Lion presents a revival of Ben Brown’s Larkin with Women, first seen in 1999 when it won the Theatrical Management Association’s Award for Best New Play.
Covering the last thirty years of his life, this sublime and very funny play begins as Larkin becomes the Librarian at Hull University. Larkin was a nexus of contradictions. In his thirties, he maintained an addiction for “top shelf” magazines and he was still swapping self-penned fiction about corporal punishment at girls’ schools with his Oxford friends. Yet, and perhaps more effectively than any of the other modern poets, Larkin wrote insightfully about the truth of love. And while he could be self-obsessed and fearful of commitment, he remained committed – in his way – for decades to those who loved him and whom in return he loved.
Read more…Whisked Away
Cooking With Microphones
by Deborah Whitmarsh-Boyce
Sensible Footwear at The Canal Café, Paddington until 28th August, then at the Bread and Roses Theatre, Clapham until 9th October
Review by Heather Moulson
Sally is a strong presence in this one woman show. The smartly attired Sally is highly watchable. Sally is a woman of a certain age in Cooking with Microphones. However, leave your cookbooks at home.
At the earliest opportunity Sally presents a milk whisk as her personal microphone. It is not only empowering, but it shares a common bond with women to use their voices. Black and white films are shown intermittently of women singing with similar cooking utensils, with an emphasis on the friends that made her stronger on those special Friday nights. Friday nights really belong to them, after a hardworking week putting everyone else first. Solace and comfort can be taken from those nights, against the tangible disappointment that the potential for the life of a working woman to get easier has still not materialised.
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