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WET FEET

★★★★

Union Theatre

WET FEET at the Union Theatre

★★★★

“The performance is measured and endearing, with great comedic beats”

Wet Feet tells the story of two gay men meeting in a sauna. Nathan (Matthew Edgar), mid-twenties sex worker chats to Franko (Michael Neri), a mid-thirties man with OCD. Over the course of their weekly visits, the pair bond and talk. The play is a series of conversations that touch on a number of topics from Cher to hate crimes, all relatable to an LGBTQ audience. The piece is witty and emotional as the characters explore this unusual relationship, with some steamy flirting throughout. The premise and structure is simple, but earnestly told. The heart of the story beating through Edgar and Neri’s tender performances.

The scenes are intercut with abstract transitions, still images of longing and contemplation separate the visits with cool lighting and accompanying music. The set is a stark clinical space, with a foam mattress on a bed with lino flooring and white walls (Reuben Speed). Some scenes end abruptly whilst others fade away with music as the scenes progress. Directed by Dominic Rouse, the action and movement of the scenes flow organically as the characters grow in familiarity and become more intimate.

 

 

Written by Neri, the dialogue is rich with references but also speaks to a generational attitude change between those who lived with section 28 and the AIDS crisis versus the newer generation who grew up with access to Grindr and pornography. The play also challenges assumptions, Nathan did not have it ‘easy’ and Franko struggles to admit he is gay. The piece feels authentic to queer people’s modern conversations whilst also being dramatic and funny. There’s a healthy number of dirty puns to pepper the touching conversations. Whilst some of the issues have been discussed in other plays, the show is a fresh look at these stories and issues that still effect gay people today.

Matthew Edgar’s performance as Nathan is confident and calm, seemingly secure in his sexuality and connected to his identity, with a bit of naivete. Michael Neri’s Franko is a ball of nerves held together by musical theatre and sanitiser wipes. From there we see the depth of these character’s grow; Franko’s ‘germaphobia’ being a clear comparison to the anxiety experienced during the AIDS crisis as well as his feelings of lack of control in his adolescence. Nathan’s more nonchalant attitude hiding deeper feelings of abandonment. The performance is measured and endearing, with great comedic beats. The merging of emotional and physical intimacy is portrayed with care and exactness, with no over exposure and remaining poignant (intimacy by Rose Ryan) if not also causing a few gasps of excitement from the audience (as they should).

For a piece that celebrates and contemplates queerness in 2024, Wet Feet is a charming original piece to see this Pride Month.

 


WET FEET at the Union Theatre

Reviewed on 20th June 2024

by Jessica Potts

Photography by Matthew Coulton

 

 

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

THE ESSENCE OF AUDREY | ★★★★ | February 2024
GHOST ON A WIRE | ★★★ | September 2022

WET FEET

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Ruddigore

Ruddigore

★★★

Wilton’s Music Hall

RUDDIGORE at Wilton’s Music Hall

★★★

Ruddigore

“A mixed bag, some ingredients working better than others. And the overall flavour is certainly enhanced in the magical surroundings of Wilton’s Music Hall.”

 

“Ruddigore” or “The Witch’s Curse” was originally spelled “Ruddygore”, but the title was changed because people (I’m guessing a small vocal minority) were offended by the use of the word ‘Ruddy’. And there we all were thinking that umbrage was a twenty-first century invention. Nevertheless, both Arthur Sullivan and William Gilbert were of the opinion that their ‘supernatural opera’ was not, perhaps, their finest hour. Despite a long hiatus – of over thirty years – between its premiere and its first revival, it has still managed to survive. Possibly the couple were too hard on themselves, for there is much to admire and savour in this madcap oddity of a comic opera.

It bears all the hall marks of the stock melodrama. The villain who carries off the maiden, the virtuous heroine, the hero in disguise, the snake in the grass, the wild and mad woman. And ghosts and their curses. It is certainly advisable to brush up on the basic plot before attending Peter Benedict’s current revival of the musical. The offbeat libretto isn’t only to blame – the delivery is often unclear, particularly during the ensemble moments and especially when Gilbert’s tricksy, ‘topsy-turvy’ lyrics launch into breakneck mode.

At the heart of the story is the curse of Ruddigore. Centuries before, the first Baronet of Ruddigore persecuted witches, one of whom placed the curse. All future Baronets must commit one crime every day, or die in agony. The current Baronet has faked his own death years before to avoid inheriting the curse, leaving his younger brother with the deadly burden. Returning to the scene under an alias he is soon rumbled. Well – with a posse of unemployed bridesmaids, loose-tongued confidants, long-lost brothers, and a love interest that re-defines the word ‘fickle’; what could possibly go wrong?

Joe Winter is charm personified as Robin Oakapple though really Ruthven Murgatroyd, the Baronet who has shirked his criminal responsibilities. It takes seconds for Madeline Robinson’s deliciously, innocent yet pragmatic Rose Maybud to fall for him. Seconds later she is betrothed to Robin’s long-lost, cocksure brother. When the other, younger brother appears and has his wrongfully placed curse lifted, Rose decides she’d actually prefer him as a husband. Yes – really! It is ridiculous, often funny, but could be much more fun if the pace were to keep up with the elements of farce surrounding the absurdity. There is an innovative, anachronistic opener which places the action in the present before being whisked into Victoriana, but bizarrely this is not followed through. Had it done so, the script’s rather abrupt ending could have been smoothed over.

It is a show of two halves. After interval, the tone darkens and allows for some technical trickery courtesy of video designer Tom Fitch. The spookiness is underplayed but the surrealism is cranked up somewhat, and the dead duet with the living. Musical Director Tom Noyes leads the musical accompaniment; an ensemble comprising some of the cast, a few click tracks and violinist Luca Kocsmárszky who plays on stage, perched on the fringe of the action, watching – and seemingly judging – throughout.

A mixed bag, some ingredients working better than others. And the overall flavour is certainly enhanced in the magical surroundings of Wilton’s Music Hall. You’re not quite sure what to expect. So, at least there aren’t expectations for it to live up to. Taken with a pinch of salt, there is plenty to enjoy and discover. It was written with tongue in cheek and, if viewed in the same way, it has great entertainment value. Not to mention the genius of Gilbert and Sullivan which informs this eccentric libretto and score.

 

Reviewed on 17th March 2023

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Mark Senior

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

 

Charlie and Stan | ★★★★★ | January 2023
A Dead Body In Taos | ★★★ | October 2022
Patience | ★★★★ | August 2022
Starcrossed | ★★★★ | June 2022
The Ballad of Maria Marten | ★★★½ | February 2022
The Child in the Snow | ★★★ | December 2021
Roots | ★★★★★ | October 2021

 

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