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ROMANS: A NOVEL

★★★½

Almeida Theatre

ROMANS: A NOVEL

Almeida Theatre

★★★½

“Birch’s experimentation in form is carefully considered and exciting”

Written by Alice Birch, ‘Romans, A Novel’ is, first and foremost, an ambitious play. Spanning about 150 years, it traces the lives of the three improbably slow-aging Roman brothers. It explores themes including masculinity, trauma, individualism, and grief, paying homage to the novel as an enduring literary form all the while. Its approach is of the epic kind, unusual for our day and age, while its exploration of masculinity could not be more topical. Still, ‘Romans’ does not manage to live up to its full potential.

The story is set in three eras, which are matched by the novelistic form roughly dominant at the time depicted. The first half of the play takes place in the first four decades of the 20th century, tracing the lives of the brothers in a somewhat chronological and realist fashion. World War Two features only as a break both in the play and in style – the postwar era and present day which feature after the interval take on a much more fragmentary and satirical tone in homage to modernist and postmodernist literary traditions. Under Sam Pritchard’s direction, the cast jumps effectively between these different styles, while Agnes O’Casey (as the eldest brother’s wife and daughter) and Stuart Thompson (as Edmund, the youngest Roman brother) offer particularly vivid standout performances.

Birch’s experimentation in form is carefully considered and exciting but, beyond the stylistic, her joint engagement with the novel and masculinity feels incomplete. Literary scholars have argued that the eighteenth-century origins of the novel are intertwined with the rise of individualism and a modern understanding of the self. The novel’s fascination with the individual resounds in the selfishness that characterises masculinity in the play, something illustrated by Marlow (Oliver Johnstone) and Jack’s (Kyle Soller) obsession with professional success and disregard for their wives and children. But much of the effectiveness of a novel depends on the strength of its narrative voice and the compelling idiosyncrasies of its characters. This is something Birch’s play lacks. By dealing mostly in fleeting but familiar male types – the cruel boarding school master, the druggy cult guru, the obnoxious billionaire –, ‘Romans’ feels like a slideshow of performed masculinities rather than a more fundamental, psychological exploration of what produces them. The most compelling character is the youngest Roman brother, Edmund (Stuart Thompson), who fails to live up to expectations of manliness, but his story is given frustratingly little time on stage. As such, Birch fails to fully convey an original take on her subject matter in this two-and-a-half-hour whirlwind of a story.

Despite this, it’s a compelling watch: the staging is gorgeous, with Merle Hensel’s stunning revolving platform being used to great effect in combination with movement director Hannes Langlof’s careful choreography. Lee Curran’s moody lighting provides an especially atmospheric quality to the first half of the play and, together with Benjamin Grant’s sound design, greatly aids the depiction of a tragic suicide in the first act.

Ambitious and sprawling, Alice Birch’s play is a fascinating experiment in form, though perhaps this is also its weak point. While its engagement with masculinity ultimately feels more descriptive than analytical, ‘Romans’ is an exciting watch.



ROMANS: A NOVEL

Almeida Theatre

Reviewed on 18th September 2025

by Lola Stakenburg

Photography by Marc Brenner


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN | ★★★★★ | June 2025
1536 | ★★★★★ | May 2025
RHINOCEROS | ★★★★ | April 2025
OTHERLAND | ★★★★ | February 2025
WOMEN, BEWARE THE DEVIL | ★★★★ | February 2023

 

 

ROMANS

ROMANS

ROMANS

A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN

★★★★★

Almeida Theatre

A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN

Almeida Theatre

★★★★★

“a gem of a production”

Eugene O’Neill’s last play, A Moon For The Misbegotten, is now playing at the Almeida Theatre. With an outstanding cast that includes Michael Shannon, David Threlfall and Ruth Wilson, and direction by Rebecca Frecknall, don’t miss an opportunity to see it, if you can get a ticket. The play does require stamina, like a lot of O’Neill’s work. But if you’re up for the challenge, get ready to experience a profound catharsis, watching the playwright exorcise his family’s ghosts in the sequel to Long Day’s Journey Into Night.

In the semi-autobiographical earlier play, we watch O’Neill explore his family’s legacy. In James Tyrone, he creates the figure of his father, one of the most successful actors in the United States. James’ wife Mary is the tragic figure hooked on drugs prescribed by an unscrupulous doctor. Mother to two boys, the elder Jamie is a pale shadow of his parents. He wants to follow in his father’s footsteps, but lacks his talent. Both men, however, have a talent for drinking alcohol. When O’Neill picks up Jamie’s story in A Moon For The Misbegotten many years later, he shows us a Jamie lost in grieving his mother’s death, and still trying to emulate his father’s success. But O’Neill doesn’t bring us to the sea haunted house of the earlier play, but to a hard scrabble tenant farm where Phil Hogan and his children scratch out a living among their wealthier neighbours. Phil is a blustering patriarch who also likes alcohol. He drives his children so relentlessly that, one by one, they leave the farm and go to seek their fortunes elsewhere. At the start of the play, his daughter Josie, a lot like her father, is nevertheless helping her youngest brother to escape. Mike accepts his sister’s help, all the while moralizing about her reputation with the local men. He suggests she try to entrap Jamie Tyrone in marriage. Josie and Jamie have long felt a fondness for each other. Jamie could be her ticket off the farm and away from their father, if she plays her cards right.

Sounds simple, right? Except that part of O’Neill’s genius as a playwright, is to present us with complex characters who see how to escape their inexorable fates, yet struggle with all their might to remain exactly as they are. (In real life, O’Neill’s family had better luck.) In Josie Hogan and Jamie Tyrone, we have two characters who can only grant each other absolution, rather than the love they desperately desire. In this production of A Moon For The Misbegotten, Rebecca Frecknall focuses on the seeking of these two. It is brought into sharp focus by an expressionistic lighting (Jack Knowles) that captures both the passing of the day into night, and the steady orb of the misbegotten moon. The farmhouse (set design Tom Soutt) has already crumbled to a cluster of planks and a solitary pillar, holding up a vanished porch. The music (NYX) and sound design (Peter Rice) reinforce the sense of a place that echoes a long, slow dissolution.

The actors have a rich environment in which to perform. Josie (Ruth Wilson) and her father Phil (David Threlfall) bluster and beat at each other, goading each other on. When Jamie Tyrone (Michael Shannon) arrives, it is to beg Josie to give up the role of the coarse woman of loose morals, and be the lover he wants her to be. Watching Threlfall, Wilson and Shannon work the angles of these complex characters is like watching poetry in motion. They find the rough lyricism of O’Neill’s words. They play the drama while keeping the audience sympathetic to these messed up individuals. If there is one incongruity, it is that Ruth Wilson is a much slighter version of the junoesque goddess O’Neill had in mind for Josie. When Jamie refers to her exuberant beauty we are very aware that Michael Shannon towers over her, when it should probably be the other way around.

But Wilson captures Josie’s spirit perfectly, and Shannon, as Jamie, spends a lot of his time wrapped around her, trying to resist the twin demons of alcohol and desire. Frecknall wisely focuses on punctuating the language of A Moon For The Misbegotten with physicality. Otherwise a modern audience might be overwhelmed by the words. Just as compelling is David Threlfall’s performance as Phil. As the rough Connecticut farmer, he bullies and wheedles, shouts and demands, but makes us believe he genuinely cares for Josie, and wants her to escape just as much as she does. Wilson and Threlfall delight in the multifaceted relationship of this father-daughter pairing, and the audience feeds off their energy. It’s essential, too, because the long scenes between Jamie and Josie are a slower burn—another long day’s journey into night, and the vivid dawn that follows. Michael Shannon is pitch perfect as Jamie. He shows us the source of Jamie’s pain, and takes us through the exorcism that follows. But it’s Wilson’s moment to pronounce absolution on her lover, and let him go.

This is a gem of a production, and it has award winning performances from the three main characters. You will want to see it at the Almeida, or hope it transfers.



A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN

Almeida Theatre

Reviewed on 25th June 2025

by Dominica Plummer

Photography by Marc Brenner

 

 


 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

1536 | ★★★★★ | May 2025
RHINOCEROS | ★★★★ | April 2025
OTHERLAND | ★★★★ | February 2025
WOMEN, BEWARE THE DEVIL | ★★★★ | February 2023

 

 

A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN

A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN

A MOON FOR THE MISBEGOTTEN