DIARY OF ONE WHO DISAPPEARED Arcola, E8
GUEST REVIEWER CHARLOTTE VALORI WISHES SOMETHING ELSE WOULD DISAPPEAR AT GRIMEBORN The poems which inspired the mysterious song cycle Diary of One Who Disappeared first appeared anonymously …
GUEST REVIEWER CHARLOTTE VALORI WISHES SOMETHING ELSE WOULD DISAPPEAR AT GRIMEBORN The poems which inspired the mysterious song cycle Diary of One Who Disappeared first appeared anonymously …
PRETTY MUCH A BOOJUM I must admit I yearned towards this production – for 4 years old upwards, though there were some younger infants having a hell of a good time, even without …
MICHAEL ADAIR, 25  ¾ ,  APPROPRIATELY TAKES OVER AND WRITES.. Before The Inbetweeners, the most accurate reflection of the total embarrassment of teenage life in Br…
BOB AND CONOR: A NEW DIRECTION HOME… Bob Dylan songs – from each of six decades – woven into a musical by Conor McPherson? At Dylan's own suggestion? What? But he…
A COSMIC CLASH OF PHYSICS AND FAMILY Ah, now this is what the National Theatre is for1 A great reckless sprawl of a brand-new play, with spectacular technology, extraordinary design (…
FINE DINING AND FINANCIAL FURY Piquant idea, to open Oliver Cotton’s play about financial inequality in BBC Salary Embarrassment Week. Â While the inequity between multi-milli…
With the news of its West End transfer in autumn – well deserved – Â I Â finally caught up with INK (reviewed here on opening night by Luke. I agree with his rating of…
FROM HIS MOUTH TO GOD’S EAR… We know Omid Djalili best as a comedian: one of our few Iranian standups. Great timing and great heart, a good Fagin but comparatively …
NEW GUEST CRITIC THOMAS HOLLOWAY FINDS A NEW MUSICAL Arriving at the Charing Cross Theatre this weekend, in the wake of London's Pride weekend, is this transfer from the enterp…
A MODERN WORLD GROWING, BENEATH THE PERIWIGS I saw Helen Edmundson's marvellous RSC history-play about Anne's short reign some eighteen months ago; the review is here – h…
A GREAT HEART AND TALENT, Â REMEMBERED WITH LOVE O my days! If you have any feeling for jazz and blues, for women, music or the historic trials and triumphs of black America, don't …
THE MIRACLE THAT FAILED The subtitle is "The Public Administration and Constitutional Affairs Committee Takes Oral Evidence on Whitehall's Relationship with Kids' Company". Jos…
WE DON’T OFTEN REVIEW TWICE, BUT THE SHORTAGE OF YOUNGER AND DIVERSE VOICES MATTERS…SO (ON HER OWN TICKET) Â JENNIFER-JANE BENJAMIN, Â A YOUNG LONDONER WHOSE OWN HERITAGE IS …
GUEST REVIEWER LUKE JONES GLORIES IN JAMES GRAHAM’S SUN BACKSTORYÂ It's a solid stunner of a play which has you punching the air for Rupert Murdoch by the interval. Bertie Carvel's …
MILLENIAL  LUKE JONES TIRES OF THIS GENDER AGENDA There aren’t many issues in life that haven’t been solved, rationalised or  helpfully knocked about by plays…
WHEN SHOCK BECOMES A SALES PITCH There are three acts: the first long, expressing an enervatingly pointless world and ending in a sharp shock. The second is competitively cynic…
WHERE ROCK ‘ N ROLL DREAMS COME TRUE “On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?” Or in this case, a red carpet  lined wit…
FOLLICLES, FOLLY, FATHERHOOD It's fun down in the Dorfman pit. Under exuberant African barbershop posters from Lagos, Harare, Accra – and London – a cast of barbers and cu…
WHAT BECOMES OF THE BROKEN-HEARTED? This is a famously significant piece of theatre: created in 2003 in a Cornish field , it was one of the first successes of Emma Rice's Kneeh…
ANOTHER KIND OF ETERNAL TRIANGLE I have a taste for plays about the years between the wars. The WW1 anniversary saw some fascinating contemporaneous ones, often at the J…
GUEST REVIEWER CHARLOTTE VALORI FINDS HERSELF REACHING FOR HER PITCHFORK "You are blight and darkness and sin…" Lost village girl Mary comes home to her beloved Laura after a lifetime of s…
BET YOUR BOTTOM DOLLAR ON IT… If Nikolai Foster's production of Annie came in a tin, it would prove to be exactly what the label promised. Feelgood, joyful, corny, gorgeous. Ruby St…
MOLTO SPLENDIDO From caravans in little greens and fields, Velasquez figures emerge into the hastily erected big Top in silks and plackets, ruffs and feathers and frilled pantaloons a…
PITY, TERROR, TRIUMPH For the first fifteen of the hundred minutes no word is spoken by the two men in ragged prison cottons: Edward Dede as the younger Winston, Mark Springer …
THE PERILS OF PC, THE TERROR OF TWITTER This little  theatre is on a roll, catching topicalities as they fly. After David Henry Hwang's wonderful CHINGLISH. about trade with China,…