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ENG-ER-LAND

★★★

King’s Head Theatre

ENG-ER-LAND at the King’s Head Theatre

★★★

“There are some lovely moments in this one woman show, but it doesn’t quite get below the surface of the subject matter”

This endearing exploration of a teenage football fan’s identity ultimately feels a little toothless.

Lizzie is an English Coventry supporter. But she’s also half Scottish, and half Indian, and a 13-year-old girl in a very white town in 1996. These parts of her identity clash together, as she struggles to find her place as an atypical football fan.

The premise is clear but the story goes exactly the way you’d expect. Hannah Kumari’s script is littered with 1990s references, from CK1 perfume to a dance number from the U.K.’s ‘96 Eurovision entry. It’s grounded in its world, but the decision to set it in this era feels a little random and does nothing to avoid inevitable Bend it Like Beckham comparisons.

Nikhita Lesler’s performance is charming, but its peppy naivety leaves little room for the introspection which might bring more depth and complexity to the show. There is a warmth to her performance though, which sets the tone and means the play isn’t overwhelmingly bleak. Equally, it makes it feel tame.

This is amplified by Max Lindsay’s direction which lacks any pause for reflection. There’s a gut punching revelation, which isn’t quite earned in the general tone up until then and so somehow feels like a cheap reveal. The range of characters, and caricatures, is deftly handled, and there are some witty moments as Lizzie struggles around other people in her life. There are also some genuinely moving moments, but the strongest are when Lizzie interacts with others, rather than her slightly forced audience asides.

The play is produced by FSA and Fans for Diversity which explains why there are moments that feel like an advert for watching football. There’s a nod to the future, to 2024 when football culture (especially women’s football culture) has changed. I would’ve been more interested to see a contemporary take on this story and look at how much it really has changed for this character to go to football games, given the game is still so interlinked with racism and nationalism.

There are some lovely moments in this one woman show, but it doesn’t quite get below the surface of the subject matter. It’s sweet, and charming, but a little empty.


ENG-ER-LAND at the King’s Head Theatre

Reviewed on 31st July 2024

by Auriol Reddaway

Photography by Jack Jeffreys

 

 

 


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

DIVA: LIVE FROM HELL! | ★★★★ | June 2024
BEATS | ★★★ | April 2024
BREEDING | ★★★★ | March 2024
TURNING THE SCREW | ★★★★ | February 2024
EXHIBITIONISTS | ★★ | January 2024
DIARY OF A GAY DISASTER | ★★★★ | July 2023
THE BLACK CAT | ★★★★★ | March 2023
THE MANNY | ★★★ | January 2023
FAME WHORE | ★★★ | October 2022
THE DROUGHT | ★★★ | September 2022

ENG-ER-LAND

ENG-ER-LAND

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DEATH OF ENGLAND: DELROY

★★★★★

@SohoPlace

DEATH OF ENGLAND: DELROY at @SohoPlace

★★★★★

“Essiedu’s performance is beyond compare as he tears up the rule book as well as the flag”

There is no particular order to “Death of England”, the trilogy of plays by Clint Dyer and Roy Williams. They are intricately linked to each other but can be seen as standalone plays in their own right as well. Chronologically “Death of England: Delroy” takes place after “Death of England: Michael”, and there are some loaded references to its precedent, but the satisfaction reaped from either wouldn’t be diminished by watching just one or the other. I can’t say this for sure, though, with only a couple of hours interval between witnessing both (we have to wait a few weeks, however, before tackling the third section: “Death of England: Closing Time”).

The same red cross dominates the playing space, this time scrawled with handwritten phrases to which Delroy adds during his monologue, only to tear up later along with fragments of the cross’s fabric. The symbolism is direct, but everything else over the next hour-and-three-quarters is as contorted as you can get. Delroy is trying to make sense of the world he finds himself in. His scribblings on the floor are like emotional equations that even his sharp and eloquent mind cannot solve.

We first meet Delroy (Paapa Essiedu) as he is having an electronic tag attached to his ankle. Essiedu then takes us on the journey of how Delroy reached this point with a mix of beautifully precise insights, immaculately delivered comedy, self-deprecation, candour and fury. He pleads injustice but never once becomes a victim. There is no such thing as innocence or guilt in Delroy’s world; there are too many shades to people – and being British does not make you exempt, whatever your colour. That is the beauty of the writing, and Essiedu’s performance is beyond compare as he tears up the rule book as well as the flag.

Delroy’s partner is expecting his first child and, while on a shift at his dubious day job as a bailiff, he gets the call that she has gone into labour. She is Carly – the sister to his childhood friend Michael. During his rush to the hospital, chance encounters, misunderstandings, preconceptions and inopportune clashes lead to him being arrested. Howls of laughter greet Essiedu’s retelling, which give way to jaw-dropping home truths. Co-writer Clint Dyer also directs all three plays, continually breaking the fourth wall, more so in “Delroy” than in “Michael”, allowing Essiedu to engage members of the audience with flourishes of improvisation that never wander out of character. Like Thomas Coombes, he also brings the peripheral characters to vivid life with impersonations that ring out with hilarious and venomous accuracy. Nobody escapes his acerbic impressions – police officers, judges; his girlfriend and mother (I can’t wait to meet them in the flesh in “Closing Time”); and also Michael (who we have previously met).

Leitmotifs of Benjamin Grant’s and Pete Malkin’s disturbingly atmospheric sound design migrate from the first play to the second, highlighting the parallels between the two shows. But we all know that parallel lines, while having much in common, never meet. The morality may be similar, but Delroy takes the narrative in different directions rather than just looking at it from another angle. And having seen both shows in quick succession we get a real sense of the depth of experience Michael and Delroy have shared, even though we have never seen them together, which is testament to the two actors’ performances. You don’t need to see both to appreciate this, but I’d recommend it without a shadow of a doubt. Plays like “Death of England” are what keep English theatre well and truly alive. This show beats in the heart of the West End like the vital organ that it is.


DEATH OF ENGLAND: DELROY at @SohoPlace

Reviewed on 30th July 2024

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Helen Murray

 

 

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

THE LITTLE BIG THINGS | ★★★★ | September 2023
BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN | ★★★★★ | May 2023

DEATH OF ENGLAND: DELROY

DEATH OF ENGLAND: DELROY

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