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BLUE/ORANGE

★★★★★

OSO Arts Centre

BLUE/ORANGE

OSO Arts Centre

★★★★★

“Raw, tense and full of dark humour”

At one point in Joe Penhall’s scathing drama, “Blue/Orange”, junior psychiatrist Dr Flaherty asks her patient “Are you out of your mind?”. A little later, her senior consultant asks the very same question of her. This subtle yet significant repetition is typical of Penhall’s writing, in which every word of the script counts. Set entirely within the confines of a hospital meeting room, this sharp and gripping drama turns the tables with dizzying frequency. It is fitting that director Lydia Sax has staged it in the round, allowing the audience to view the dramatic perspectives from every angle. Her expert and concise staging brings each shifting viewpoint into sharp focus.

Written at the turn of the millennium, the narrative focuses on the power battles between the senior consultant Dr Smith (Ciaran Corsar) and the trainee doctor Flaherty (Muireann Gallen). Central to their conflict is the question of whether to release Christopher (Andre Bullock), a patient who believes he is the son of dictator Idi Amin. The script is a quarter of a century old now, but it is striking how much it feels as though it could have been written yesterday. Only small details – such as smoking indoors – remind us of the period setting. Its relevance today still rings loud and clear as it explores mental health, racism, and the power struggles within a crumbling NHS. And by switching the role of Dr Flaherty from the original male to a female character, Sax has added further dimensions that touch on sexism and chauvinism too.

The setting is as stark as the outlook. Just two chairs and a table, on which sits a bowl of oranges. The scenes are punctuated by Gabriel Burns’ punchy soundscape, while his lighting frames the action with a claustrophobic clinicalism. The oranges are bathed in a shaft of blue light. There is more than one reality going on here. Is Christopher’s subjective truth any less real than the medical consensus?

Christopher has been diagnosed with ‘borderline personality disorder’. The key is in the first word. In the play, many borderlines are crossed: professional, personal and political. And consequently, our sympathies are dragged, kicking and screaming, in many directions. It becomes possible to see the other sides clearly and agree with everything even while opposing them. Of course, this verbal chicanery relies on outstanding casting, and this is where this production certainly comes up trumps. Andre Bullock portrays Christopher with outstanding authenticity and attention to detail. Simple tics, restless leg jittering lend physicality to an emotional and mood-swinging excavation of his character that is frighteningly genuine. Dr Flaherty is initially sympathetic to him, despite being intent on upping his sectioning from level two to three in order to detain him further. Gallen’s initially bright-eyed portrayal captures the duplicity remarkably well, uncovering even darker sides as she falls deeper and deeper into the traps she, and others, have dug for her. Corsar, as the man in charge, more openly lays his motives on the table. Dr Smith wants Christopher out, mainly to free up a bed in the hospital. But that is just the tip of the iceberg. Corsar’s powerhouse performance waver’s wildly between haughty reasoning and undisguised manipulation.

Christopher is ultimately a victim, not so much of his condition as the failings of the system that is supposed to treat him. The more Flaherty and Smith circle each other, the more Christopher is caught in the web. It is a powerful indictment, representing the cycle of failure that still spins to this day. That Penhall offers no resolve, no way out, is integral to the story. What saves the play from doom and gloom is the inherent humour and satire, of which the cast have an expert grasp. It doesn’t soften the blows. In fact, it gives them a clearer hook. The racism is shocking, but more shocking is how the two professionals use it as weapons against each other. We are brought back to mind to the question “are you out of your mind?”. Ironically, the person that this is least relevant to is the patient.

“Blue/Orange” is utterly compelling. Raw, tense and full of dark humour, it remains topical for many reasons. You come away almost believing that oranges could be blue, such is the power and authority that this cast bring to the stage. Urgent and entertaining – administered in one potent prescription.



BLUE/ORANGE

OSO Arts Centre

Reviewed on 1st May 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Kinga Dulka


 

 

 

 

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Union

Union

★★★

Arcola Theatre

UNION at the Arcola Theatre

★★★

Union

“amongst the yelling and huffing, there are a lot of poignant and heartfelt moments in Union”

 

Given the state liberal politics is currently in, it’s understandable there would be a sense of panicked urgency in trying to get an important message across; the time for nuance is over, the time for yelling is now. But didactic theatre, which this ends up being, isn’t super fun for a few reasons: Firstly, no-one likes being yelled at for 90 minutes. Sure, art isn’t always pleasant, but it is supposed to be affective, and after a while this starts to feel less like theatre and more like a public service announcement.

Secondly, if you’ve got a leftist agenda, sermonising to an off-west end theatre audience is likely preaching to the choir. I can’t imagine many passionate capitalists are signing up to see a play about a big-time property developer having a moral crisis. That being said, amongst the yelling and huffing, there are a lot of poignant and heartfelt moments in Union.

Saskia is at the peak of her career. She’s about to sign her biggest development deal which will potentially lead to partnership. But in a moment of insanity- or clarity- she flees the meeting before signing, changes into her very expensive Lycra gear and decides to run the many miles home through London, meeting a plethora of colourful characters along the way, each with a little lesson to impart.

Writer Max Wilkinson’s 2021 play Rainer feels very much like the seed for Union: One main character flies through London, clearly having a breakdown and meeting all sorts on her journey. But where Rainer was focused on a singular experience of personal trauma, Union uses Saskia’s meltdown to convey a much bigger issue: the capitalist sterilisation of big cities. This feels like a more interesting use of the trope, and the script itself feels more sophisticated.

Director Wiebke Green’s recent credits include Philip Ridley’s Poltergeist, The Beast Will Rise, and Tarantula. There’s a definite link between Union and old hand Ridley’s works, but it’s hard to know how much comes from the writing and how much the production. Union has the same non-stop intensity, the same amped up spiralling and the same inevitable ‘big reveal’ when the audience learns a crucial piece of information that explains the aforementioned spiralling, all of which have become Ridley’s trademarks. It’s affecting, sure, but it’s also a bit formulaic now. And just as I found it hard to focus during Ridley’s 85-minute rant Poltergeist last year, I find Union too consistently high-strung to remain interested.

Maintaining this level of high-energy performance, though, is undoubtedly impressive. Dominique Tipper as Saskia never lets up, pounding the stage and virtually spitting out her dialogue throughout. She’s convincing as both the cutthroat corporatist and the wavering moralist. When she leaps back into her teenage past she avoids that often cloying, babyish performance so many people give, and instead presents young Saskia as fully formed if still malleable and vulnerable to sinister forces.

As it happens, set and costume designer Kit Hinchcliffe also worked on Ridley’s Poltergeist, but where there was only one character to dress, and no costume changes, in this production she’s had a little more opportunity to stretch herself. All costume changes happen in full view, with the help of two very full clothing racks. This keeps all the energy on stage, rather than any hurried exits and entries. And given you couldn’t very well design the whole of Regent’s Canal, Hinchcliffe has opted for a near empty stage, and the visible unworn costumes give a little colour to the production.

While this might easily have been a one-person play, with Tipper merely jumping between characters, we have the added pleasure of Sorcha Kennedy and Andre Bullock playing all the bit parts as well as giving live sound effects such as panicked heavy breathing and crying babies. For the most part, this works really well, giving an extra dimension to an otherwise singular voice, and also creating the impression that Saskia is being watched- not just by an audience of 100, but by judging parties in her own world.

Both Kennedy and Bullock are excellent chameleons, using quick costume changes to transform into any number of people. The only time it doesn’t quite fit is with Saskia’s husband Leon. Where every other character is enjoyably cartoonish in comparison to the multi-faceted Saskia, Leon should really be slightly more detailed in order for their complicated alliance to make sense, and this just isn’t possible when Kennedy is switching characters in 30 seconds with the mere addition of a hat and glasses.

The aggressive development of London, or as one character says, the turning of the world in to “one big f*cking Pret” is a real and scary issue. Wilkinson has, in a lot of ways, hit the nail on the head. It’s just that he’s hit it a little too hard.

 


UNION at the Arcola Theatre

Reviewed on 25th July 2023

by Miriam Sallon

 

Photography by Lidia Crisafulli

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

 

Duck | ★★★★ | June 2023
Possession | ★★★★★ | June 2023
Under The Black Rock | ★★★ | March 2023
The Mistake | ★★★★ | January 2023
The Poltergeist | ★★½ | October 2022
The Apology | ★★★★ | September 2022
L’Incoronazione Di Poppea | ★★★★ | July 2022
Rainer | ★★★★★ | October 2021

Union

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