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JEEVES TAKES CHARGE

★★★

Charing Cross Theatre

JEEVES TAKES CHARGE

Charing Cross Theatre

★★★

“Wooldridge’s staging is quite masterful”

From the age of six, P. G. Wodehouse knew that he wanted to be a writer. He certainly lived up to his ambition, writing in the course of his lifetime more than seventy novels, over three-hundred short stories, the lyrics for over two-hundred songs, more than twenty plays and several film scripts. And this doesn’t include his journalism, essays and verse. Most people, however, immediately conjure up his quintessentially English characters of Jeeves and Wooster when Wodehouse is mentioned. First appearing in print in 1915, the highly competent valet who serves his wealthy and idle master have claimed their place in English literature. They were created in a world very different to the one we live in now. A lost, privileged world, completely out of step with a modern society, and yet it is always interesting to witness its continuing popularity. Perhaps it is the gentle satire that appeals, or the warmth and affection in the writing.

Sam Harrison, in the one-man show “Jeeves Takes Charge”, latches onto this lightness of touch ignoring any necessity – or impulse – to engage with a twenty-first century sensibility. That he succeeds is no mean feat. He has the vocal and physical agility to take on over twenty characters and keep us more or less entertained for a couple of hours straight; largely down to the exquisite language of Wodehouse that translates smoothly from the page to the stage.

The main premise of the story is that the servant is far smarter than the master. Bertie Wooster is posh but dim – a foppish loafer with plenty of charm but low on intellect. Harrison emphasises the latter with a heightened campness and an elastic physicality that pays homage – at times – to Norman Wisdom. In contrast, his voice drops an octave to portray the lugubrious Jeeves, always one step ahead of his master. The plot essentially revolves around Jeeves continually trying to save Wooster from himself, and in particular from an ill-matched and potentially disastrous marriage. Of course, there is the added motive that if Wooster marries, Jeeves is out of a job (a wife would bring a new domestic regime, leading Jeeves to believe his dismissal would be inevitable).

There are farcical elements to the story which include a lost manuscript for a scandalous memoir, a domineering and ultimatum-hungry fiancé, a decrepit uncle, many a fear-inducing auntie – all staples of the Wodehouse repertoire. Under Hugh Wooldridge’s sleek and streamlined direction, Harrison employs his comedic talents to the full, with a vocal versatility that can switch character almost mid-sentence. The evening is stretched out thinly, however, and our patience is challenged as we approach the two-hour mark. The success of the television series starring Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie relied heavily on the short episodic nature of its transmissions. “Jeeves Takes Charge” weaves in two other stories into the narrative which dampens our attention, saved only by Harrison’s uninterrupted energy and dynamism (he plays a terrifically tipsy Gussie Fink-Nottle).

The characterisation is consistently clear; and so too are the many locations, thanks to Caite Hevner’s ingenious video and set design. Projections onto picture frames and the French windows are constantly changing as the action is relocated, and with the aid of Tim Mitchell’s lighting, the wallpaper is transformed miraculously to create entirely different interiors. Wooldridge’s staging is quite masterful, right up to curtain call during which Harrison takes his bow surrounded by the portraits of all the characters he has played.

The sense of nostalgia is pervasive. Which is the show’s charm as well as its distraction. It is light entertainment in the extreme, and distinctly old fashioned. The social satire is dated, but the linguistic inventiveness is timeless. It may be difficult to relate to, but Harrison draws us in with his vibrant performance and grasp of traditional comedy. We don’t always need to be on the cutting edge – a bit of gentle escapism never did us any harm.


JEEVES TAKES CHARGE

Charing Cross Theatre

Reviewed on 18th August 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Craig Fuller


 

 

 

 

JEEVES TAKES CHARGE

JEEVES TAKES CHARGE

JEEVES TAKES CHARGE

IOLANTHE

★★★★★

Wilton’s Music Hall

IOLANTHE

Wilton’s Music Hall

★★★★★

“there is something profoundly restorative about surrendering to such unashamed silliness”

What fun! Gilbert and Sullivan’s satirical masterpiece has lost none of its bite. Charles Court Opera’s glorious revival of Iolanthe at Wilton’s Music Hall proves that lampooning the House of Lords as a collection of mediocre chancers is as fresh, accurate and necessary today as it was in 1882. This is a triumph. It is riotously funny, musically accomplished, and politically sharp.

The plot concerns Strephon (Matthew Palmer), a half-fairy parliamentary groundsman in love with Phyllis (Llio Evans), a ward of Chancery. When the Lord Chancellor (Matthew Kellett) and the entire House of Peers also fall for Phyllis, the fairies intervene with chaotic results. The absurdity is the point, putting the lie to the establishment’s pomposity. Gilbert’s libretto skewers the sheer ridiculousness of hereditary power with a precision that remains devastatingly accurate. By contrast, the moving tenderness of the love songs, both between the romantic couple and between mother and son, shows what Gilbert and Sullivan considered important. The costumes, designed by Molly Fraser, could walk straight from the Wilton’s stage into the Lords’ chamber today.

John Savournin’s direction, revived by James Hurley, balances comedy with genuine warmth, whilst David Eaton’s musical direction draws sparkling performances from the Charles Court Opera Chamber Orchestra. The standout musical performances come from George Ireland on keyboard and Tim Taylorson on flute. They deliver Sullivan’s score, from the ethereal fairy music to the bombastic march of the peers, with both precision and joy.

The cast is uniformly excellent, but the standout performance comes from Catrine Kirkman as Lady Mountararat. In a clever gender-flip of the traditionally male role, Kirkman delivers a magnificent creation somewhere between Margaret Thatcher and Lady Hale: all imperious authority, withering disdain, and immaculate comic timing. Matthew Kellett as the Lord Chancellor delivers a tour de force of patter and pathos in his “Nightmare Song”. Eleanor O’Driscoll is a touching Iolanthe and Meriel Cunningham commands the stage as the Fairy Queen with regal authority.

Molly Fraser’s costume and set design beautifully suits Wilton’s atmospheric Victorian interior. Ben Pickersgill’s lighting transforms the space from fairy glade to parliamentary chamber with elegant simplicity, whilst Merry Holden’s choreography makes the most of a limited cast on a small stage.

This is clearly a production on a modest budget. The chorus and orchestra are stripped down to the bone, yet this constraint becomes a virtue, bringing clarity and intimacy to Sullivan’s orchestrations. Such limitations make the triumph all the more remarkable.

Gilbert and Sullivan is not currently fashionable, but perhaps it’s just what we need. In our era with unprecedented levels of anxiety and depression, there is something profoundly restorative about surrendering to such unashamed silliness. It is impossible to watch Iolanthe without cheering up.

With the upper chamber still stuffed with cronies and hereditary hangers-on, Gilbert’s century-old satire feels not like a museum piece but a call to arms. Unmissable.



IOLANTHE

Wilton’s Music Hall

Reviewed on 19th February 2026

by Elizabeth Botsford

Photography by Craig Fuller


 

 

 

 

IOLANTHE

IOLANTHE

IOLANTHE