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HOW TO WIN AGAINST HISTORY

★★★★

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

HOW TO WIN AGAINST HISTORY

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

★★★★

“an hour-and-a-half whirlwind of a spectacle”

Henry Cyril Paget, the 5th Marquess of Anglesey, converted his family’s ancient chapel into a theatre and quickly squandered his entire family fortune, only to die at the age of 29. His kin then attempted to erase him from the historical record by burning all his letters, after which one historian summarised his life as ‘in vain’. ‘How to Win Against History’ (ably directed by Lisa Spirling) takes the audience on a romp through Paget’s short life in the late 1800s: witty, ridiculous, upbeat, and fabulous, you quickly forget just how sad the premise is.

Seiriol Davies (who also wrote the book. music and lyrics for the show), dressed in increasingly outrageous glittery dresses (designed by Ryan Dawson Laight), plays the Marquess with complete conviction. Hayley Grindle’s exquisite set adds to the spectacle and is further enhanced by Robbie Butler’s glorious lighting. This is not an uncomplicated celebration of Paget: taught ‘dressage, oppression, oppressage’ at the ‘Eton School for Posh Boys’, the musical acknowledges that Paget’s extravagance is paired with little concern for the less fortunate or even the people around him. In Davies’ depiction, Paget’s naivety and ignorance become endearingly otherworldly, though his stylised performance leaves the ‘real’ Paget feeling elusive. To me, Matthew Blake steals the show, playing an impressive variety of characters, from Paget’s bisexual wife Lillian to an unforgiving Eton schoolmaster and a Daily Mail journalist a.k.a the Devil himself. While none of these characters are fleshed out in the script, Blake’s performance makes them instantly entertaining.

Davies and Blake are not the only actors on stage: the five-head band (musical director Dylan Townley) is perfectly choreographed and clearly engaged in the story, whether they are playing or not. Their instrumentals are sleek and upbeat, and their unfailing energy carries the show. Not all the songs in the show are memorable but ‘Mainstream Entertainment’ was an instant hit with the audience and is still stuck in my head the next day.

The show tells Paget’s life story in a clear-cut chronological order, though we are given a summary of what happens to him in the opening song. This rendered the story’s trajectory rather predictable, and leaving just a little bit more to the audience to discover themselves would have easily remedied this.

Viewers should not expect a careful examination of late Victorian England or a close look at the ‘real’ Marquess. Instead, strap in for an hour-and-a-half whirlwind of a spectacle, almost as over-the-top as Henry Cyril Paget himself.



HOW TO WIN AGAINST HISTORY

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Reviewed on 14th AUgust 2025 at Udderbelly at Underbelly, George Square

by Lola Stakenburg

Photography by Pamela Raith

 

 

 

 

 

HOW TO WIN AGAINST HISTORY

HOW TO WIN AGAINST HISTORY

HOW TO WIN AGAINST HISTORY

WEATHER GIRL

★★★½

Soho Theatre

WEATHER GIRL

Soho Theatre

★★★½

“It has that kind of unhinged chaotic quality that has become an excellent currency for the funnies”

‘Weather Girl’, from the same producer (Francesca Moody) of ‘Baby Reindeer’ and ‘Fleabag’ fame, is a one-woman cyclone of unhinged peppiness and untethered feminine rage. And Julia McDermott, who plays Stacey Gross the ‘Weather Girl’, is increasingly engulfed by it, much like California itself, whose fires she reports on.

Directed by Tyne Rafaeli, ‘Weather Girl’ is essentially a 70-minute monologue charting Stacey’s psychotic breakdown. And yet, it’s hard not to identify with her derangement. As Stacey, looking like Elle Woods’ protégé, sips prosecco from her Stanley cup, numbing the drones of the male morons who surround her, her actions seem rather justified. The wilful ignorance of those around her abounds; no one respects her or pays her increasingly desperate statements seriously; the world is burning, and people are stupid: does her insanity not appear a hyper-normal response?

The weather Stacey reports on portends apocalypse, and yet, in the last few months in the real world, has become but more prescient. Her part of California, Fresno, is suffering frequent natural disaster-level fire, and drought is on the rampage. The feeling of divine retribution is explicit here.

Nothing about this production is erroneous or feels like a misstep. The staging (Isabella Byrd) is sparse, arranged with cameras and ring lights; it possesses a meta-quality. It’s versatile, complemented greatly by the lighting (and smoke machine) which manages to conjure pathetic fallacy at all turns– it is a show about weather, remember.

The lighting – with the aid of that smoke machine – obscures and darkens the stage as the show progresses, and a magical realism seeps in. I won’t divulge anything more, except that it involves a reunion with Stacey’s mother, who is homeless and usually high, but seems to possess a kind of witchy power that augments her vagabond otherness.

But despite its bleak messaging, ‘Weather Girl’ screams in dark humour. It has that kind of unhinged chaotic quality that has become an excellent currency for the funnies, especially when depicted by women.

One dramaturgical question did arise for me: having reviewed several one-person shows, I still question why? McDermott is wonderful, with constant command of the room, and working harmoniously with Brian Watkin’s nuanced script. But Aeschylus did introduce the second actor for a reason: I feel that rarely would a show’s quality be lessened by introducing a second actor. That said, whilst I don’t think ‘Weather Girl’ justified the one-person show, it certainly excelled within the framework. The Valley Girl accent does also feel a little akin to having pencils thrown at your face for an hour. But you soon get used to that.

‘Weather Girl’ is the kind of art that reaffirms that theatre is and can be polemical without being explicitly didactic or dogmatic. And the world is burning, literally, but just as much metaphorically. We should probably be reminded of that more often, because feeling untethered from reality is fast becoming a refuge of sanity.



WEATHER GIRL

Soho Theatre

Reviewed on 12th March 2025

by Violet Howson

Photography by Pamela Raith

 

 


 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

DELUGE | ★★★★ | February 2025
ROB AUTON: THE EYES OPEN AND SHUT SHOW | ★★★½ | February 2025
DEMI ADEJUYIGBE IS GOING TO DO ONE (1) BACKFLIP | ★★★★★ | January 2025
MAKE ME LOOK FIT ON THE POSTER | ★★★★ | January 2025
SANTI & NAZ | ★★★★ | January 2025
BALL & BOE – FOR FOURTEEN NIGHTS ONLY | ★★★★ | December 2024
GINGER JOHNSON BLOWS OFF! | ★★★ | September 2024
COLIN HOULT: COLIN | ★★★★ | September 2024
VITAMIN D | ★★★★ | September 2024
THE DAO OF UNREPRESENTATIVE BRITISH CHINESE EXPERIENCE | ★★★★ | June 2024
BABY DINOSAUR | ★★★ | June 2024
JAZZ EMU | ★★★★★ | June 2024

WEATHER GIRL

WEATHER GIRL

WEATHER GIRL