The Story - Review

National Theatre, London

***

Written by Tracey Scott Wilson

Directed by Clint Dyer

The cast of The Story

A play about the search for truths in a world of blurred and corruptible sources, The Story sets massive issues of press accountability against a backdrop of racially charged American inner-city tension.

When a white liberal teacher is murdered in a deprived black neighbourhood of an unspecified city, the search for his killer throws up some curious revelations. This is set against power dynamics and personal petty squabbles within the newspaper industry - and as the evening unfolds, what could be a powerfully driven narrative on both journalism and deeply personal sacrifice descends increasingly into a melodramatic shouting match. With scenes jumping jarringly and the fourth wall frequently smashed, The Story feels more like an untidy collection of events rather than a coherent drama.

The story’s key protagonists - hardened publisher Pat played by Lorraine Toussaint and rookie journalist Yvonne played by Letitia Wright - are both magnificent. But notwithstanding Anna Fleischle’s impressive stage designs, this play could have been so much more.

Runs until 24th October

Photo credit: Feruza Afewerki

Still Life - Review

Theatre Royal Drury Lane, London

*****

Written by Noel Coward

Directed by Tam Williams

Rachel Pickup

In an afternoon of simply exquisite theatre, the Grand Saloon Bar at the Theatre Royal Drury Lane is transformed into the tearoom of Milford Junction station to bring Noel Coward’s Still Life, literally, to life.

This gem of a short play, written in 1936, was the inspiration for David Lean’s movie Brief Encounter that was to follow some nine years later. Rachel Pickup and Alasdair Craig as Laura Jesson and Alec Harvey, the star-crossed couple at the story’s focus, are faced with the challenge of massive shoes to fill.

The pair rise to the challenge magnificently, and in performances of the utmost tenderness and nuance, rekindle perhaps the greatest British love story of the 20th century. Coward’s writing was magnificent at depicting the detail of England’s niceties, courtesies and class segregations and his script is a work of art in how so much is suggested with such minimal dialogue.

Both leads are flawless in their delivery, but in Pickup’s work particularly, as she grapples with her conflicting emotions, there is perhaps the finest acting to be found in London today.

The supporting cast of Elizabeth Elvin, Antony Jardine and Seren Sandham-Davies in assorted roles are equally top-notch, with an enchanting romantic subplot playing out alongside the hustle and bustle of a busy railway station, itself cleverly depicted by well timed sound effects.

The acoustics of the room occasionally muffled the dialogue - but the occasional musical interludes (including some stunning keyboard work from Sandham-Davies) more than compensated.

Credit to director Tam Williams for taking Coward’s genius and crafting it into this gem of a production, performed by a gifted company.

Only pulling into town for one week, jump on a London-bound express to catch this unmissable treat. Did I mention that the ticket includes a first-class cream tea too?

Deeply moving drama, I think I might have caught a piece of grit in my eye…. 

Runs until 12th September

Photo credit: Andreas Lambis

Chum - Review

***

Screenplay by Joe Leone and Jonathan Zuck

Directed by Jonathan Zuck

2026, 93 minutes, Certificate 15

A bunch of wealthy Westerners head to Malta for a glamorous destination wedding - and as they charter a swish catamaran for a day out on the ocean, it soon becomes clear that rather than savouring a fine Wedding Breakfast, these hyper-privileged folk are destined to be feasted upon themselves by a rogue Great White shark that has unexpectedly made its way into the Med.

Let’s be clear. This ain’t Jaws - itself a masterpiece of exquisite acting, suspense practical special effects, and one of the best screenplays ever. The dialogue in Chum lurches from one cliche to the next, and while the actors make the best of the material they’ve been given, it would be flattering to their characters to describe them as even two-dimensional.

All that being said, Chum makes for slightly predictable but highly entertaining nonsense. The sound effects as the shark enjoys its various meals are a treat, even if the AI visuals prove to be a bit of a bloody mess!

Notwithstanding that the film appears to have been made on slightly more than a shoestring budget the image of Alice Eve, literally, jumping the shark, will stay with me for a long time.

Whilst not of the highest pedigree, Chum still makes for a fun evening’s streaming.

Jeeves Takes Charge - Review

Charing Cross Theatre, London

****

Book by P.G. Wodehouse

Adapted by James & Edward Duke & Hugh Wooldridge

Sam Harrison

In a spectacular evening of stagecraft, Jeeves Takes Charge is English drama at its finest. James & Edward Duke together with Hugh Wooldridge have carefully crafted their adaptation of P.G.Wodehouse’s original, fashioning a handful of absolutely spiffing yarns into two acts of glorious theatre.

Set on Caite Hevner’s ingeniously simple set and aided by equally ingenious projections, the story’s action ranges from London’s Mayfair to Gloucestershire to Brighton - with the show being made all the more remarkable by the fact that it is just one actor who delivers a tour-de-force delivery of all the parts. The two key roles are of course Bertie Wooster, a toff as wealthy as he is dim and his much put upon valet, Jeeves. Not just Jeeves and Wooster, there are approximately 20 other assorted roles (including Wooster’s would-be fiancée, a precocious young schoolgirl and her domineering headmistress) that are also performed by the same actor in an evening of vocal delight and sensational physical theatre. Wodehouse's creations are magnificent, the subtlety of his wit being delightfully retained in this cleverly adapted script.

Sam Harrison takes charge as Jeeves for the vast rump of the week’s performances, but on Thursdays (perchance, the day of this review) he is a replaced by the ridiculously talented Rupert Sadler as his alternate. Sadler barely pauses for breath as he seamlessly segues between roles, always hitting his mark, and breathing a life into Wodehouse’s words that has to be heard to be believed.

Jeeves Takes Charge is the simplest form of theatre possible. One actor performing on a simply structured stage - but at the Charing Cross Theatre it makes for exquisitely entertaining theatre. The sublimely talented Sadler spirits us away to the far gentler inter-war years, when toffish buffoonery was kept in check by the impeccably understated reserve of a first-class valet.

Magnificently entertaining drama, cleverly written and perfectly performed.

Runs until 6th September

Photo credit: Craig Fuller

Three Ghosts of Silvertown - Review

Tate Institute, London

***

Written by James Kenworth

Directed by Jade Ward McFarlane

Jamal Abdul, Yasmine Meaden and Katie Smale

Set in the site-specific beauty of the Tate Institute, itself nestling in the massive shadow of its eponymous sugar refinery, James Kenworth’s play, his seventh in the Newham series, seeks to funnel Silvertown's history into a two-hour drama.

The play boasts impressive work from a gifted company of enthusiastic young locals that give the evening a pulse of authenticity. They in turn are led by four professional actors, all delivering solid work. Over the course of the narrative however there is only one standout monologue, from Katie Smale as Lizzie an East End prostitute, who harrowingly describes the horrors, humiliation and misogyny that she is forced to endure.

Otherwise Kenworth’s writing is shallow, crass and expositional. Amidst a relentless stream of (immaculately researched) facts, and focusing on the Silvertown Strike of 1889 led by Karl Marx's daughter Eleanor, Kenworth seeks to politically bludgeon his audience with all the subtlety of a Class War brick being hurled through a banker's window. There is no dramatic class to his writing and little credible storyline or crafted structure to care about.

And while Kenworth clearly sets out to bash the rich through his prose, he’s clumsily selective in his choice of targets. With his story lazily jumping through the ages, spanning the 19th century to the present day, he conveniently for example chooses to ignore London’s latter-day epidemic of knife-crime that is blighting the lives of so many of the capital’s more deprived young people.

Political and social messaging, especially about London, can be done with wit, class and pathos. One only has to consider the works of Charles Dickens, Barrie Keefe and, far more recently the lyrics of Louis Dunford, to appreciate the wry and sometimes brutal elegance with which social commentary can be skilfully delivered.

This show’s three stars are for its terrific young, local talent.

Runs until 30th August

Photo credit: Alexander Abimbola

Dinosaur World Live - Review

Troubadour Wembley Park Theatre, London

***

Written and co-directed by Derek Bond

Co-directed by Laura Cubitt

London has always been a paradise for little dinosaur lovers, its museums filled with exciting skeletal exhibits of these mysterious, extinct beasts. The 50-minute-long, award-winning Dinosaur World Live, currently running at the Troubadour Wembley Park Theatre offers a more immersive and exciting experience, as giant and highly realistic dinosaur puppets thump onto the stage. The gasps of pure excitement from the youngest members of the crowd were unmistakable.

On stage, we first meet Miranda (Lizzie Burder), a goofy and adorable explorer whose parents discovered a dinosaur island near Argentina. While the plot is rather simple, and perhaps could have been written in a more rounded and memorable way, it also allows the main focus to remain on the beautiful, fully puppeteer-operated dinosaurs, including a Triceratops, Giraffatitan, Microraptor, Segnosaurus and even a giant flesh-eating Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The exceptional puppets are the creation of Max Humphries. His detailed designs — including less commonly depicted dinosaurs with bushy feathers — along with some of Miranda’s science-based insights, gently enrich children’s knowledge about these prehistoric creatures without turning the experience into a dry museum lecture.

As the show is recommended for children aged three and above (and probably won’t be as interesting to those already entering their teenage years), directors Derek Bond and Laura Cubitt introduce the dinosaurs on a gradual and thoughtful scare scale. So by the time the full-sized, terrifying T-Rex siezes the stage, empowered by intense lighting, the children feel brave enough to enjoy the adrenaline rush as they shoo the beast away.

The show is highly interactive, with Miranda inviting little helpers from the audience to assist her with fun tasks involving various dinosaurs. My four-year-old, like many other children, perhaps felt a little disappointed at not being chosen and not getting to see the dinosaurs up close, but the production tries to make up for this with a brief — perhaps too brief — meet-and-greet session at the end of the show, when row after row is invited close to the stage to see a baby T-Rex named Tamora, who mainly ‘sniffs’ around the stage.

After the show, those who have paid for the VIP package can meet Miranda and the cutest dinosaur in the production, the baby Triceratops Beatrice, operated by a puppeteer. This includes a longer, more direct interaction with Miranda, during which children can pet baby Beatrice and take photos with her — an experience my little one thoroughly enjoyed. However, as the show is relatively short and supposedly interactive, it seems that at least the somewhat underwhelming meet-and-greet session could be longer, more accessible and more interactive, away from an “extra” VIP package.

That being said, my 4-year old had a fun time! 

Runs until 6 September, then on tour

Reviewed by Florit Shoihet

Photo credit: Piers Allardyce

Songs of Survival and Hope - Review

 Kibbutz Nir Oz, Israel

*****

(This review was first published in Times of Israel)

 

 

Sagui Dekel-Chen

                                          

On a warm August night before an audience of thousands at Kibbutz Nir Oz, a place that sits almost adjacent to Israel’s border with Gaza, Sagui Dekel-Chen hosted Songs of Survival and Hope. A concert that once seemed barely imaginable created an evening that saw the Negev dance.

Born and raised on Nir Oz, Sagui was 35 when he was kidnapped into Gaza on October 7th 2023. Taken amidst scenes of murderous carnage, that saw nearly all of his fellow members of the kibbutz’s defence team killed by Hamas terrorists and which left him with bullet wounds in his shoulder and leg, Sagui was to spend 498 days in captivity before his release on February 12th last year.

It was while he was held hostage that Sagui began to compose songs. These were to help him hold onto his mind while locked away in Gaza’s terror tunnels, and it was amidst the beautiful bright lights of this concert, that Sagui both told his story, and paid tribute to his most dearly loved ones.

The concert comprised some nine songs composed by Sagui, together with guest appearances from some of Israel’s leading music performers. Throughout, Sagui made it clear that his songs had not been written as words of “goodbye”, but rather as words written by a man who always knew and believed that he would one day be going home.

Simply dressed in black t-shirt and jeans Sagui opened the gig apologising for the fact that he was not a singer. He did himself a disservice. The evening was the definition of hallmarked excellence, for not only was Sagui’s singing a delight, but throughout the affair, from the staging, to the light show, to the drones and cameramen and not least the 11-piece band, the whole concert dripped with professionalism and talent. Sagui may not have been a singer when he emerged from the tunnels – but boy does he have a gorgeous voice now!

Understandably, the evening’s melodies danced with all of our emotions. My Corner had been written by Sagui in the dark depths of his captivity and spoke of how he had occasionally, and very rarely, caught sight of himself in a mirror during those months. Skeletal, broken, unkempt and unshaved the song painfully described his torment. It is worth noting that the Sagui that appeared on stage at Nir Oz is truly, physically at least, a man who has undergone remarkable healing and who looked fabulous!

Sagui Dekel-Chen and his wife Mili

More than just a beloved son of the kibbutz, Sagui is a husband to Mili and the father of three young girls, Bari, Gali and the youngest Sachar Mazal with whom Mili was pregnant when Sagui was captured. As the evening unfolded, we were offered a glimpse of the pain that Sagui suffered when, having seen so much slaughter on October 7th, he had resigned himself to his supposed tragic inevitable reality that Mili and the girls were dead.

When news eventually reached him that his release was imminent, Sagui told of how he started to prepare himself for attending their funerals – and when he heard at that time, over a terrorist’s radio, a snatch of Fields Of Gold by Sting, he resolved that that would be the music to be played at the funerals. As that song was played during the concert it was hard to stop the tears, recognising the sheer immensity of the physical and emotional trauma that Sagui had endured.

Miraculously, Mili and the girls all survived the horrors of October 7th, and that all five were re-united shortly after Sagui’s release, was another of the evening’s powerfully poignant themes. The evening’s painful ironies were spotlighted again when Sagui asked everyone in the audience who had held Sachar Mazal, before he had been able to, to raise their hands. Sagui had composed individual songs for each of his family, that spoke of speaking of their strengths and their sweetness. In listening to both himself and Mili speak of their daughters, the love that clearly exists within the Dekel-Chen family is beautiful and tangible.

The line-up of supporting artists was impressive with performers including Idan Raichel and Hatikva 6 joining Sagui on stage. Perhaps the most uplifting guest performance came from Marina Maximilian Blumin’s (almost) closing number, Back Again, a song that defined the spirit of Sagui, his family and the whole of Kibbutz Nir Oz.

Two weeks ago in London and in the face of a tsunami of hate, Boy George defiantly sung that We Will Dance Again. This week, at Kibbutz Nir Oz and inspired by Sagui Dekel-Chen, we danced!

Sagui Dekel-Chen and Marina Maximilian Blumin

Sagui's album can be downloaded here 

Credit for all images: Orit Pnini