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BLOODSPORT: AFTER HELEN OF TROY

★★★★★

Stratford East

BLOODSPORT: AFTER HELEN OF TROY

Stratford East

★★★★★

“Dockery and Aikman are mesmerising in this tale of two women torn apart by events”

There is a brief scene in the recent blockbuster film ‘The Odyssey’ in which we see Helen restored to her position in Menelaus’ court after Troy falls. She is scarred and bowed, a reluctant wife-slave again.

Not so in Ava Pickett’s Bloodsport: After Helen of Troy. Helen, played by Downton Abbey’s Michelle Dockery, is indeed bloody and shocked as she is dragged back from the fighting into the pristine Essex home of her former best friend Cee (Laura Aikman), but she is by no means bowed.

Pickett is surely one of our most up and coming writers. Here she gives us a feel of Mike Leigh’s ‘Abigail’s Party’ early on then Yasmina Reza’s ‘God of Carnage’, and if she borrows from both, then the dramatisation offers the best of tributes. Pickett has also just co-written the script for Baz Luhrmann’s upcoming film Jehanne d’Arc so, maybe battle scenes are familiar territory. She sets her take on the return of Helen firmly in modern-day Essex but the ancient parallels are joyously clear. Troy has become a series of street wars and burnings, set off by Cee’s pugnacious husband Mario (Gerard Monaco) to redress the insult to his friend Marcus (Jay Taylor). This is, of course, the disappearance of Helen after a pick-up in a bar by lounge lizard Paris.

Mario is all fists, fight and fury and wants to go for a victory drink down the pub when he returns. He brutally ignores Cee’s carefully planned champagne celebration. Marcus is conciliatory and weak, just glad to have his family back together but, guess what, he is under Mario’s spell. So the two leave.

And that is the signal for the true nature of the play to emerge. There have been laughs aplenty for the audience up till now. Suddenly we are in much darker territory. Against an unmistakably suburban interior (Polly Sullivan) Director Lisa Spirling uses lighting flashes and explosive sound (Nicola T. Chang) to punctuate the change in tone. Helen gets over her simulated daze, pulls on black combat pants over her underwear and takes over Cee’s home as a fortress for her own female troops, including Cee’s apparently dozey maid Dani (a great performance by Maimuna Memon).

Dockery and Aikman are mesmerising in this tale of two women torn apart by events, with truths to face. There’s a wonderfully well-conceived ‘Messenger’ – Ethan Moorhouse – who introduces and holds the narrative line together, in a rapidly spoken Essex patois (full of profanities) commenting, Greek chorus like, on the unfolding drama.

There isn’t a redundant performance here or one that does not deserve praise. Spirling was introduced to the play when it was first written as part of a New Writing Programme and now brings it to fruition through skilful deployment of, as she says, a ‘ridiculously talented’ cast and creative team. She has delivered an ensemble backing for the two leads in which every player is clear and distinct in their roles. The courageous and shocking finale itself marks a remarkable departure from traditional theatrical outcomes. This play is one for the awards.



BLOODSPORT: AFTER HELEN OF TROY

Stratford East

Reviewed on 10th September 2026

by Louise Sibley

Photography by Tristram Kenton


 

 

 

 

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I Know I Know I Know

I Know I Know I Know

★★★★

Southwark Playhouse

I Know I Know I Know

I Know I Know I Know

Southwark Playhouse

Reviewed – 9th April 2022

★★★★

 

“thoughtful and powerful”

 

The young company DONOTALIGHT brings to the stage a compelling play by Flora Wilson Brown that speaks for the new generation.

A minimal set (Victoria Maytom) comprises some rubber plants positioned on random flight cases. A central shoddy brown sofa, set obliquely, doubles as the front seats of a car.

Alice (Hannah Khalique-Brown) enters the darkened space (Lighting Designer Ryan Day), her face illuminated by the screen of a mobile phone into which she is about to tell her story; the only way she can come to terms with putting her years of trauma into words.

Max (Ethan Moorhouse) and Hannah (Martha Watson Allpress) meet as old university mates, lift-sharing as they drive to Bristol for a mutual friend’s wedding. The bride is Hannah’s former flame, it transpires. Enlightened direction (Harry Tennison) has the couple move freely about the space, engaging in rough and tumble, falling into slow motion scenes, all the while the car journey continues.

These two scenarios occur together in the same space and yet lie a distance apart. Sometimes the conversations coincide and the same words are spoken. At other times there appears a parallel mood between them. At first the technique seems clumsy and I fear that I cannot follow the two stories simultaneously; I worry I am missing something crucial. But the initial clash is intended and it sorts itself out as things progress.

Martha Watson Allpress and Ethan Moorhouse both excel in the relaxed friendship between Hannah and Max. Their smiles, laughter, and repartee are natural and free flowing. If Max is just a bit too much boy-next-door to be a convincing world-leading rock musician, maybe even megastars have a day off from their on-stage personas. Hannah Khalique-Brown is outstanding as the exposed and vulnerable Alice in what is essentially an extended monologue. Her initial quirky mannerisms underlining Alice’s inherent nervousness develop into something else as she finds the courage to speak out, not just for herself but for others too. Some curious staging of a final scene as Alice talks of the future for the only time in the play is marred by her passive positioning, speaking upstage.

Flora Wilson Brown’s thoughtful and powerful script raises so many questions concerning behavioural responsibility and culpability, coercion, and self-doubt. If anyone should consider that the abuses brought to light through the #MeToo movement are only historical then Flora Wilson Brown’s direct and dynamic writing should redress those thoughts. It is only up to us to listen.

 

Reviewed by Phillip Money

Photography by Ellie Kurttz

 


I Know I Know I Know

Southwark Playhouse until 16th April

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:
The Woods | ★★★ | March 2022
Anyone Can Whistle | ★★★★ | April 2022

 

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