Showing posts with label old vic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old vic. Show all posts

Thursday, 21 February 2013

The Play's The Thing (Within The Play)

Theatre about theatre is big in the West End at the moment.

You can see actors acting as actors in Kiss Me, Kate at the Old Vic, in Our Country's Good at the new St James Theatre, and as auditionees in A Chorus Line, the ultimate musical about wanting to be in a musical at the London Palladium.



Within the last few years, there have been revivals of similarly reflexive shows: Michael Frayn's highly successful Noises Off, the hugely enjoyable Crazy For You, and the, to my mind slightly dated, A Chorus of Disapproval at the Harold Pinter Theatre.

It's hardly a new phenomenon: to my knowledge plays within plays date back to at least Shakespeare (A Midsummer Night's Dream and, of course, Hamlet). I wonder if classical scholars could put me right on the theory that this technique has existed for as long as plays themselves. Art of most mediums is self-reflexive: painters produce self-portraits, writers pen autobiographies. Naturally, there's something very self-conscious about performing, so the fact that this bleeds into the shows' structures themselves shouldn't be too surprising.

Howard Sherman, in his brilliantly exhaustive piece on the topic, writes as follows:
I should say that the dictum of “write what you know” is not unique to literature, and we see countless self-portraits by artists, musical compositions reflecting the composer’s mood or experience, and so on.
And so it is no surprise that playwrights, book writers, composers and lyricists would be drawn to the world they inhabit, both in loathing and in love.
But, as usual, I'm still wondering: "Why this, why now?"

Both Our Country's Good and A Chorus Line seem to spring from a time of difficult funding. The former was written in 1988, perhaps in protest to Thatcherite arts cuts and philistinism. The show requires a sparse set and a small cast of 10 hard-working doubled-up actors to create 22 parts. (You can even produce it on a university theatre soc's tight budget, as I can attest.) The critics are suggesting today's London provides a time ripe for revival.

Similarly, A Chorus Line has got to be the "cheapest" musical I've ever seen staged. Sure, there's plenty of lighting and a gorgeous high-quality orchestra in the Palladium's current production, but if you compare the simple mirrored backdrop and stark "white line" set to the astonishingly complex pyrotechnics of Wicked or We Will Rock You, it must be fairly inexpensive to run. Back in 1975, wikipedia tells me "At the time, the Public [Theater] did not have enough money to finance the production. They borrowed $1.6 million in order to produce the show." Noises Off and A Chorus of Disapproval are also products of the 1980s. Perhaps there was something particular in that decade that drew playwrights into themselves, and prompted them to create more reflexive drama than at other times in history. Financial constraints? A lack of support? Changes in media with the growth of video and TV channels?

And in 2013, we can tick off that list again: financial constraints - check. A lack of government support - check. Changes in media with the growth of YouTube and online streaming - check, check.

Unfortunately, we can't know what prompted Shakespeare's plays within plays in 1595 and 1600ish, apart from the fact that they make damn good plot devices in each.

Yes, it's a bit self-indulgent. Yes, it rather reinforces luvvie stereotypes. But both OCG and ACL are really powerful pieces of drama about the power of theatre, and I'm happy both are playing to modern audiences in London at the moment.

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Arts Ahead 20-26 September

Roberta Marquez and Valeri Hristov in Emeralds, part of Jewels. Photo by Johan Persson
What a gorgeous photo. I think Jewels at the ROH is a real hot ticket for dance fans this week.

Elsewhere, theatreland feels like it's finally woken up after its summer snooze: there's another Tempest, two musicals, Mike Leigh's new play and more to choose from this week.

Plus, the V&A's latest blockbuster, and all the fun of the London Design Festival.

As for me, I'm headed to a preview of the Playboy of the Western World at the Old Vic. Which gives me the opportunity to share another gorgeous photo.
Robert Sheehan. Photo by Jay Brooks
Ahem.

Read the rest of this week's Arts Ahead on londonist

Monday, 20 December 2010

A Flea in Her Ear at the Old Vic

As I've already pointed out, there were stars in the audience when JC and I saw this particular show last week.

After treating a very tired JC to a great meal in amongst the Christmas Parties at Tas on The Cut, I was a little apprehensive about this show. Here we were, nodding to rather than celebrating our anniversary, as tradition dictates, about to see a show that I was unconvinced would keep JC awake in his shattered state.

Happily, I was completely wrong.

A Flea in Her Ear turned out to be hilarious. Just the right mixture of silliness and talent to make a lovely, diverting night out.
Read my full review here on londonist.

Friday, 17 December 2010

Spotted: Christopher Eccleston

When: last night
Where: the Old Vic, upstairs bar.

Yes, there was more than one doctor at the Old Vic last night :-)

Thankfully, unlike the one on stage in A Flea In Her Ear, Christopher Eccleston was keeping his trousers on...

I'd headed for the upstairs bar, knowing it'd be easier to get served up there, and more likely to score something hot to soothe my sore throat. Parking next to a scruffy individual who was being much quieter than the braying theatrephiles around me, I asked the barman for a cup of tea. In the mirrors behind the bar, I saw a familiar, drawn, expressive face; checking the profile of the guy next to me, I was thrilled. It was Christopher Eccleston, actor extraordinare, being fantastically, err, ordinare.

Dressed in an ordinary black top and jeans, he was being distinctly unshowy, talking in a low murmur, gently moving the lady he was with (his mum? an aunt?) out of the way of other people in a way that totally betrayed him as different from the rest of the Old Vic crowd. They push rather than say excuse me, are loud and obnoxious, and have that strange theatregoer trait of extreme self-absorbtion with a completely misplaced sense of entitlement. Urgh.

JC was gutted to miss him. Having sat, tense, through Accused the other night, and reminisced with me about shows like Our Friends in the North, and Hearts and Minds (which blew me away as a teenager), he was anxious to know if "he was alright." Because usually, when you're watching Christopher Eccleston in some heartwrenching drama, he's not alright. Usually, his world's being torn apart; he's suffering. And tormented. And demonised. And horrified. And powerless. And, and...

But he looked alright enough in the lovely Old Vic bar.

Hope he enjoyed the show as much as we did. I'll post a review later today...

Tuesday, 14 December 2010

Arts Ahead 14- 20 December

Look-y! It's a dancing squirrel!

Yes, silly season is definitely here. "It's Christmas!" as someone once shouted, and everything's gone a bit fast and loose.

And in case a dancing squirrel isn't enough to convince you everything's gone a little bit screwy on London's cultural caledar, here's some more evidence:
  • David Hasselhoff's in panto in Wimbledon
  • CBBC stars are doing something called Potted Panto at the Vaudeville
  • the Old Vic isn't doing a panto at all, but some farce called A Flea in Her Ear
In fact, it's the latter that I'm looking forward to seeing this week. I'm taking JC and hoping that Tom Hollander lives up to the excited look on LK's face every time we talk about this show at work...
Read the rest of this week's Arts Ahead on londonist
Image shows Royal Ballet: Tales of Beatrix Potter. Photo by Johan Persson

Friday, 12 November 2010

Latest West End Theatre Casting News: Anne Marie Duff, Richard Fleeshman, Sharon D Clarke

Two lots of exciting cast news on a very busy Friday.

First up, the gorgeous Anne Marie Duff is going to star in Terence Rattigan's Cause Célèbre at the Old Vic next year. Not being a Shameless fan, I have to say, I don't think I've ever seen her in anything, on TV, film, theatre or otherwise. Nevertheless, she's got a reputation for being totally brilliant, so hopefully this'll be one of the Old Vic's successes, rather than one of their failures. Terence Rattigan, directed by Thea Sharrock (again), strong females fighting, 1930s sensibilities being tested? All sounds good to me.

And on a totally different note, the cast for Ghost: The Musical has been annouced. I've been meaning to blog about Ghost: The Musical for a few months now, but not had time. Well, here we are with some quick thoughts at least.

The good news? Sharon D Clarke is a class act, and I'd pay to see her in pretty much anything. Plus, when I met her, she was lovely. I can't think of anyone better to play the part.

And the lovers? Well, Richard Fleeshman's going to be playing Sam, and someone called Caissie Levy's playing Molly. I haven't seen Richard doing anything West Endy yet, but I hope he's good. (Still desperate to see Legally Blonde again, which he's currently starring in....) And as for Caissie, apart from the fact that her name's an overload of vowels, anyone who's been in Hair, Hairspray, Rent *and* Wicked's got to be doing something right. In fact, I think I remember her in the messy weirdness that was Hair earlier this year. (Man, it's been a lo-o-ong year...)

Looking forward to both shows, fingers crossed...

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

Arts Ahead 14 to 20 September on londonist

Great picture, right?

I'm still desperate to see another Matthew Bourne ballet after completely loving his Nutcracker! at the New Wimbledon Theatre a couple of Christmasses ago. That time, we were lucky enough to hear a Q&A with the man himself. Despite a few years of chasing, I've never been able to secure an interview with him for Visit London... Maybe one day...

Anyway, that's only the tutu on the top of what's happening in London this week. It's a packed one, and I've got two shows to look forward to.
On top of that, this week's Arts Ahead gave me the chance to link to one of my fave reviews from last year: Morecambe. Sometimes these things just write themselves. This is an example of one that did. I'm still proud of it a year later. (Ah, the small pleasures of your author.)

Maaan, I hope A Disappearing Number is good. There's so much hype about this show. And you know how I can sometimes react to hype. Fingers crossed for me, everyone.
Read the rest of this week's Arts Ahead on londonist

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Theatrical Excitement: Deathtrap, Complicite, Design for Living

Oh, what a September it's lining up to be, theatre-wise.

I have to say, I'm super-excited about the theatre I'm going to see this month. It really cures any end-of-the-summer blues that might otherwise threaten.

First up, tonight, is Deathtrap. I've just watched this trailer again at work, and I really am so excited about seeing this play. Let's look at the tick list: first chance to see Simon Russell Beale live: check. Someone from Glee: check. Actress from the TV you really admire: check. A tantalising-sounding plot: check. A chance to give a great friend a cool birthday present: check. Bring it on!



Then, later in the month, I'm going to see A Disappearing Number with JC and his parents. His dad's a retired Maths teacher, so I'm hoping this combo of theatre and numbers is going to go down well as a birthday present.

And finally (for now) it's off to the Old Vic to see Moriarty in Design for Living by Noel Coward.

I'm a very, very lucky person.

Thursday, 26 August 2010

Theatre News: Our Kev does Dicky III

There's loads of long-range theatre news about this week.

My favourite being the annoucement that Kevin Spacey's going to do Richard III at the Old Vic for 2012. And it'll be directed by none other than that chap Judi Dench described as "My dear boy" when he was about 16 and starting out, Sam Mendes.

Now there's something to get excited about in the Olympic year. There's a show I'd sign up for ticketing alerts and endure endless near-irrelevant emails in the meantime...

In my head it's all modern and twitchy, and Our Kev's grown a moustache to signify that he's a bit evil, and all the women are played by total stars. But that's just in my head.

We'll have to wait and see.
Read the rest of this week's theatre news here

Friday, 13 August 2010

Sherlock Update: What Moriarty Did Next

It probably won't come as a surprise that I loved the BBC's new Sherlock mini-series.

To my mind, Sherlock had everything a good TV show should have. Fab scripts, nice twists, beautifully shot, wonderfully acted.

And, as m@ londonist has pointed out, it was saturated with shots of sexy London. OK, so the second episode of the trio was significantly weaker in my opinion, but I'm willing to overlook that for the classy quality of the rest. The third episode fight scene alone was a terrific piece of TV: it had me holding my breath in wonder...

So, too, did the the arrival of Moriarty. I was paused, waiting for a quiet moment to start breathing again. Here, to my mind, was an unknown, although clearly terrifically talented, actor chewing up the scenery like he'd been born to do it. (His performance soon disipated my all my initial disappointment that Moriarty wasn't a woman.) It was quite a surprise. I suppose I was expecting Moriarty to be played by someone as familiar to me as Sherlock, Watson, Mrs Hudson and Lestrade are.

Turns out, of course, that he's been around for a while. Of course. Andrew Scott was even credited in Saving Private Ryan. And he's been winning awards left, right and centre in London's theatres for a while now.

Researching the upcoming Design For Living at the Old Vic, I came upon this:



Rather pleasing, don't you think?

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

Complicit Delays Opening Night

So, there I was, worrying about how best to write a review of the Old Vic's Complicit for londonist as it was press night tonight, when I read they're putting off opening night for another nine days.

The Guardian hints it's because Dreyfuss can't remember his lines. JC then remembers he saw Richard wearing an earpiece during the preview we saw. I can't be so sure.

I hope the delay is because the writer has decided to rework the piece. As far as I was aware, the actors on stage were doing fine; it was the terrible script that needed work. We shall see.

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Spotted: Robert Lindsay, Kevin Spacey

Yes, Robert Lindsay, my original Bill from Me and My Girl(!) around 8pm, yesterday, watching Complicit at The Old Vic.

Although I can't really take the credit; it was only when JC said "there's that guy from that sitcom with Zoe Wannamaker" that I spotted him, and was able to get a point for knowing his name.

Kev was there too. I'd been instructed to look out for him by LK at work ("Watch out for Kevin Spacey air kissing those women in the audience who look like they're entirely made of bones, hairspray and fur coat", or somesuch) and true to form, he bobbed in through the door behind JC during the interval, and darted across the audience to talk conspiratorially to a guy (the writer? producer?) sitting on his own on the opposite side of the auditorium to us.

I wonder if the whole ripping up the lovely Old Vic to play in the round thing isn't just a ruse to make sure everyone can see everyone watching Kevin and pals doing their meet/greet during the break.

As he continued to weave his way around the audience JC said he'd made him feel a bit star-struck, which was nice. I'm always star-struck, so it's good to hear I'm not the only one.

We wanted to tell Kevin about the terrible ice cream available in his theatre. Organic? Gritty. Tasted like it had never been near cream in its life.

Almost as disappointing as the play - oooh! Review coming soon.

Tuesday, 25 November 2008

Londonist: Evening Standard Theatre Award Winners Announced

2511_chiwetel.jpg

The dominant Donmar picked up four of the Evening Standard Theatre Awards this year, proving that small can also be powerful when it comes to theatre.

Eight years after winning Most Promising Newcomer in the same awards, the gorgeous Chiwetel Ejiofor takes the Best Actor gong for his Othello, despite hot competition from David Calder's Lear and Kenneth Branagh's Ivanov.

Margaret Tyzack and Penelope Wilton were named Best Actress jointly by the judges for their performances in Enid Bagnold's The Chalk Garden at the Donmar.

(Oh to have been a fly on the wall while that non-decision was being reached.)

Michael Grandage, Big Daddy (Artistic Director) of the Donmar, who directed Othello, The Chalk Garden and Ivanov beat Michael Boyd and John Tiffany to win the Best Director award for the third time.

In a shortlist that was criticised for shunning commercial theatre, even the more populist musicals (Marguerite, La Cage Aux Folles) lost out to the Young Vic's Street Scene.

A Special Award went to Kevin Spacey for bringing the Old Vic back into our hearts, and the Editor's Award (or Award for Sheer Gobsmacking Brilliance, as it shall now be known) went to the RSC's Histories Cycle.

For lovers of theatre, awards, and theatre awards, the Evening Standard Theatre Awards are just the beginning of a whole season of shiny silverware. If your favourites didn't feature today, then there's always the Critics Circle Awards, the Theatregoers' Choice Awards and the prestigious Laurence Olivier Awards in March.

Check out the full results here, and let us know what you think.

Picture of the lovely Chiwetel from Thomas Roche's photostream under the creative commons licence.


Read the original londonist post here.