★★★

“what could be a gripping, nail-biting production is brought away from the cliff edge by the proclamatory style of the writing”

Malorie Blackman’s series of novels, headlined by the opener “Noughts and Crosses”, describes an alternative, present-day reality in which the controversial subject of racial power is turned on its head. The premise is explored through a tale of forbidden love in the vein of ‘Romeo and Juliet’. The two teenage protagonists are from opposite sides of the social divide in Blackman’s young adult fiction. The target audience is apparent in Dominic Cooke’s stage adaptation which has gone straight for the bull’s eye; and therein lies both its strengths and its weaknesses.

Society is divided into the subservient Noughts – the white underclass; and the Crosses – the privileged black people who hold the power. Like the novel, the story is told through the eyes of Sephy (Corinna Brown) and Callum (Noah Valentine). When their innocent childhood friendship grows into a blossoming romance it drifts into dangerous territory – Sephy is a Cross while Callum is a Nought. Furthermore, Sephy’s father is running for Prime Minister while Callum’s father, and elder brother, are embroiled in freedom fighting, plotting terrorist attacks under the banner of the Liberation Militia.

Directed by Tinuke Craig, the storytelling is exceptionally clear – with Brown and Valentine intermittently speaking out to the audience, pointing out major plot turns with their slightly false-sounding street patois. When not involved in the scene, the entire cast watch from the sidelines; silently observing, and judging, ready to jump in if needed to either calm or exacerbate the situation. Colin Richmond’s harsh metallic, multi-layered set gives the gritty backdrop required for this urban fable, although a touch incongruous against the lush greenery of Regent’s Park which it ignores rather than tries to incorporate. Max Pappenheim’s powerful sound design provides the tension and menace, aided and abetted by Joshua Pharo’s lighting. Nevertheless, what could be a gripping, nail-biting production is brought away from the cliff edge by the proclamatory style of the writing. Often too simplistic, the issues come across as overly black and white (pun intended).

Despite the lack of nuance, Brown and Valentine give persuasive performances, pitching well the impulsiveness and impetuosity of star-crossed lovers. Even if you don’t know the outcome, you get the sense of impending tragedy. Alec Boaden, as Callum’s brother Jude, is thuggish and menacing, while Richard Riddell as their father wraps his iron fist in a protective glove which, while allowing some sympathy, doesn’t condone the family’s violent drive for insurrection. Meanwhile, Sephy’s parents are portrayed more simplistically, leaning into caricature.

There is limited emotional engagement, even though it is very watchable with some great flourishes of style. Cooke has managed to keep it relevant and up to date while throwing in some subtle parallels with Shakespeare. A pseudo balcony scene is neatly hemmed in, and touches of comedy provide much needed comic relief. Even, in the bard’s true fashion, the climax seems rushed with seemingly last-minute knots being tied up. The message remains unresolved, but the ideas that pave the way are a dynamic and potent series of stepping stones. The journey is made less perilous, though, by the overstated delivery. It is the perfect show, however, to draw in a new, younger audience and it is certainly a triumph in demonstrating the raw power and necessity of theatre.

MRS WARREN’S PROFESSION

Garrick Theatre

★★★★★

“A masterfully acted, visually exquisite and morally knotty production”

Dominic Cooke’s production of George Bernard Shaw’s Mrs Warren’s Profession receives a thrillingly sharp and stylish revival that balances moral complexity, aesthetic beauty, and arresting performances. This production proves Shaw can still provoke and entertain, with astonishing relevance.

The draw for many will undoubtedly be the casting of real-life mother and daughter Imelda Staunton and Bessie Carter as Mrs Warren and her on-stage offspring Vivie. Staunton commands the stage with trademark precision and emotional depth, but Carter is just as engaging, proving she’s earned her part – it’s not simply her birth-right. The generational tension between the two characters embodied as well as acted. Staunton, at just five feet tall, brims with flamboyant energy in set and costume designer Chloe Lamford’s jewel-toned Victorian taffeta gowns, while Carter, nearly a foot taller and dressed in sober, neutral and practical outfits, towers above her mother both physically and morally. Their power dynamic is as visual as it is verbal.

The set, a lush English cottage garden constructed on a large central revolve, is a visual treat. Cosmos, foxgloves, and peonies bloom in abundance, creating a dreamlike pastoral idyll that gets slowly dismantled, mirroring the erosion of Vivie’s youthful idealism and naivete as the play progresses. The contemporary lighting design (Jon Clark) casts a soft ethereal glow over the action, contrasting with the period dress and set.

Shaw’s play, written in 1893 but long banned for its subject matter, feels surprisingly fresh and funny. Themes of gender, morality, class, and capitalism ring disturbingly true even now. Vivie is the true protagonist of the play and a woman ahead of her time: Cambridge-educated, fiercely independent, contemptuous of art and romance alike, and with dreams not of marriage but of legal practice. The men around her are bumbling fools like the Reverend Samuel Gardner (Kevin Doyle), talentless-but-charming like his son, Frank (the outrageously charismatic Reuben Joseph), hopelessly romantic and captivated by beauty like Mr Praed (Sid Sagar) or quietly evil like the only true villain Sir Robert Crofts (Robert Glenister).

And what exactly is Mrs Warren’s profession? Shaw never names it outright, and the play dances delicately (though unambiguously) around the truth. When it is revealed to each character, the reactions are telling. It’s not the choices Mrs Warren once made that cause rupture, but her refusal to reject them now. Her justification is pragmatic, even persuasive and it is in the Socratic sparring matches between Staunton and Carter that the production comes alive.

Cooke and cast resist easy moralising. As Brecht once said of Shaw, he excelled in “dislocating our stock associations.” There are no heroes here, only complex individuals navigating a world with too few good options. By the end, Vivie walks away from her mother, her money, and all the compromises that come with it. Yet she doesn’t emerge triumphant. The play closes on a note of quiet devastation. Vivie may have escaped her mother’s shadow, but she remains haunted by the phantoms of the women who could not.

NOUGHTS AND CROSSES

Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre

★★★

“what could be a gripping, nail-biting production is brought away from the cliff edge by the proclamatory style of the writing”

NOUGHTS AND CROSSES

Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre

Reviewed on 8th July 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Manuel Harlan

Last ten shows reviewed at this venue:

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MRS WARREN’S PROFESSION

Garrick Theatre

★★★★★

“A masterfully acted, visually exquisite and morally knotty production”