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SINGLE WHITE FEMALE

★★★

UK Tour

SINGLE WHITE FEMALE

Theatre Royal Brighton

★★★

“lively and watchable, with enough intrigue to carry it through”

Remember the 80s and 90s thrillers that spawned the ‘…from hell’ craze, where flatmates, temps, stepparents, nannies or neighbours could turn deadly? I do, and I confess to a soft spot for the overwrought psychological thriller. Single White Female (1992), with Bridget Fonda and Jennifer Jason Leigh going head to head as warring flatmates, is one I remember fondly. Rebecca Reid’s stage adaptation brings the story into a 21st-century UK shaped by two decades of social media, where entire lives, or curated versions of them, are easily tracked.

At its heart, the play is a domestic thriller about obsession, loneliness and the fragile dynamics of family. A seemingly ordinary living arrangement between Allie and Hedy spirals into a battle of trust, boundaries and control, creating a constant low-level unease that rarely rises into full-blown suspense.

Lisa Faulkner plays Allie, a recently divorced mother juggling parenthood with the pressures of launching a tech start-up. Kym Marsh stars as Hedy, the lodger brought in to help cover mortgage payments on the high-rise London apartment shared with Allie’s stroppy teenage daughter Bella, played convincingly by Amy Snudden. Hedy is outwardly charming and attentive, gradually revealing a more unsettling side, particularly where Bella is concerned. The relationship between Hedy and Allie forms the heart of the play, a push and pull of trust and dependence, yet the dynamic never quite acquires the lived-in tension needed to sharpen the thriller’s edge.

Much is made in the publicity of social media’s role in enabling obsession, though this remains more discussed than dramatised. What lands more convincingly is its impact on fifteen-year-old Bella, for whom bullying no longer ends at the school gate. Her storyline becomes one of the production’s stronger strands, positioning her as both participant and pawn in the power struggle between her parents and Hedy.

The focus on the central female relationship creates a tense triangle between Allie, Hedy and Bella, leaving the two male roles peripheral. Jonny McGarrity’s Sam, a recovering alcoholic ex now expecting another child, and Andro’s Graham, Allie’s gay best friend and business partner, feel lightly sketched, more as foils than fully realised characters. The script attempts to deepen Sam’s character through brief flashbacks, with Allie and Sam stepping outside the apartment to replay fragments of their marriage. These snapshots complicate the image of the relationship Allie presents, though they feel more illustrative than revelatory. As in the original film, the production ultimately belongs to the two women.

Director Gordon Greenberg keeps the pacing brisk, balancing moments of menace with domestic detail, though much of the play’s atmosphere comes from the interplay of set and sound. Morgan Large’s single open-plan apartment appears modern but subtly unstable: a window that will not fully close lets traffic drift in, electricity flickers unpredictably, and a picture frequently slip from its fixings. The lift clanks and grinds, while the brittle buzz of the entry system punctuates the action, emphasising the fragility of both the building and its occupants. Max Pappenheim’s sound design and score heighten the emotional stakes, using music like a film score to underscore fear, tension and escalating psychological pressure. Together, set and sound transform the flat into an almost sentient presence, echoing the strain between Allie, Hedy and Bella and amplifying Hedy’s escalating plan.

The second act leans into excess, prompting laughter that feels part nervous release, part response to moments of over-the-top melodrama. It is not subtle and often veers into OTT territory, recalling the lurid thrillers of the 80s and 90s. Shocks arrive, but the suspense rarely sustains, and the themes of obsession and belonging never fully land. Still, the production remains lively and watchable, with enough intrigue to carry it through even when later plot turns stray into the ridiculous.



SINGLE WHITE FEMALE

Theatre Royal Brighton then UK Tour continues

Reviewed on 13th January 2026

by Ellen Cheshire

Photography by Chris Bishop


 

 

 

 

SINGLE WHITE FEMALE

SINGLE WHITE FEMALE

SINGLE WHITE FEMALE

DRACULA, A COMEDY OF TERRORS

★★★★

Menier Chocolate Factory

DRACULA, A COMEDY OF TERRORS

Menier Chocolate Factory

★★★★

“the air is thick with mischief and the sense of fun that this insanely talented troupe bring to the stage is enough to win us over”

‘Transsexual Transylvaniaaa-a-a!’ comes to mind the moment James Daly’s lace-and-leather-clad, midriff-baring Dracula makes his flamboyant entrance onto the stage. But it’s a riff that’s half a century old. So the writers, Gordon Greenberg and Steve Rosen, need something more saucy to dollop onto the old frank-n-furter. It’s safe to say, thankfully, that they’ve dished up the magic ingredients – hundreds and thousands of them in fact, sacrilegiously scattered all over Bram Stoker’s gothic masterpiece. It’s the theatrical equivalent of popping candy, that fizzles in your mouth and leaves you giggling with effervescent joy. Chuck in some camp, gender-swapping, costume-changing, character-bending humour; a touch of gore, and rapid-fire one-liners and you eventually arrive at the imperfect feast that is “Dracula, A Comedy of Terrors”. Faithful(ish) to Bram Stoker’s original, it still takes succulent chunks of the story’s flesh and regurgitates it dripping with frivolity. As the writers themselves have said of the novel: ‘anything that takes itself that seriously is a prime target for satire’.

As the houselights fade, we are plunged into a cacophony of darkness and noise, rather like entering a ghost train at a fairground. Tijana Bjelajac’s shadowy set reflects this kind of clubland-meets-circus atmosphere, while Tristan Raine’s costumes blend Victoriana with novelty, giving hints of steampunk. Clever use of props and puppets add to the magic, while the many costume changes are acrobatic feats – one in particular drawing its own round of applause. But the main attraction is the juggling act in which the cast of five play a whole horde of madcap characters.

Little time is spent in Transylvania itself. Jonathan Harker (a wonderfully goofy and uptight Charlie Stemp) rocks up at Dracula’s castle to clinch a lucrative property deal with the count. James Daly’s Dracula is the archetypal image of the narcissistic Rock Star – money and sex on tap but still wanting more. The sexual tension between him and Harker is palpable, until Dracula diverts his bloodthirsty attentions onto Harker’s fiancé, Lucy. By now we are back in Whitby, not exactly the kind of seaside town you have in mind for a queer pilgrimage. Dracula meets his match with the array of kooky individuals he comes up against. Safeena Ladha is headstrong and assertive as Lucy. Her rather downtrodden sister, Mina, is played by Sebastien Torkia, complete with ginger wig and ruffled ballgowns. Dianne Pilkington is their father, Dr. Westfield, who has turned their house into a live-in retreat for society’s oddballs (all played with a vaudevillian hilarity by them all).

You know the story, and how it ends. It’s the treatment that stands out. Co-writer Greenberg also directs, his hand visibly cracking the whip to keep the pace as frenetic as the lunacy. After the initial set-up, however, the humour is relatively conventional. More panto than subversive. The melodrama is kicked to the rafters even if some of the jokes don’t aim quite so high. But the air is thick with mischief and the sense of fun that this insanely talented troupe bring to the stage is enough to win us over. It is all very silly and chaotic, but delivered with precision and comic timing you could die for. But it doesn’t quite draw blood. It is more like a love-bite than a sharp set of fangs puncturing our skin. Then again – that’s probably a good thing. Definitely worth staking out.



DRACULA, A COMEDY OF TERRORS

Menier Chocolate Factory

Reviewed on 18th March 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Matt Crockett

 

 


 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

THE PRODUCERS | ★★★★★ | December 2024
THE CABINET MINISTER | ★★★★ | September 2024
CLOSE UP – THE TWIGGY MUSICAL | ★★★ | September 2023
THE THIRD MAN | ★★★ | June 2023
THE SEX PARTY | ★★★★ | November 2022
LEGACY | ★★★★★ | March 2022
HABEAS CORPUS | ★★★ | December 2021
BRIAN AND ROGER | ★★★★★ | November 2021

 

 

DRACULA

DRACULA

DRACULA