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LOVERS ACTUALLY

★★★

The Other Palace

LOVERS ACTUALLY

The Other Palace

★★★

“a fun festive evening in the hands of an assured cast”

If you’ve ever wished that festive romcoms were stuffed with more innuendos, dance breaks, and maybe even a throuple, then Santa must have you on the nice list. Written by Neil Hurst and Jodie Pranger, Lovers Actually is a musical parody based on the 2003 film we all hate ourselves for knowing inside out. Your favourite bits are here (the gift wrap scene is taken to gasp-inducing new heights), and the boring bits are not (thankfully no sign of Colin whinging that British girls don’t like him).

An ominously large gift wrapped in a red bow flanks the stage on entry, but when the lights go up it turns out to be a giant advent calendar of sorts, with set pieces and props unfolding from the many doors. This does a solid job of taking us from Downing Street to Albert Square and everywhere in between in pursuit of happy endings for all our lovers, who you’re bound to be familiar with, even if you can’t remember any of the actual character names from the 2003 film.

Under Alex Jackson’s direction, the cast nimbly skip through the interweaving plotlines, each character in pursuit of a lover, with varying degrees of success and vulgarity. Louie Whitemore’s costumes are put through their paces, with a single blonde wig doing some heavy lifting to define three different characters, based on how jauntily the wig is placed. The actors bring the costume quick change mayhem to the audience for laughs too, along with solid musical performances and well-judged pantomime glances when props refuse to behave and the set disobeys them. It’s hard to pick favourites when we’re not just dealing with the original Love Actually character list, but additional meta versions of the characters based on the actors that played them. Joseph Beach is hilariously and unnervingly intense from the outset as Liam Neeson from Taken dropped into Liam Neeson from Love Actually’s story. And Holly Sumpton’s comic timing is stellar – her Emma Thompson made us cackle sooner than I would have thought possible after the final chords of Joni Mitchell’s Both Sides Now.

Lauren Hopkinson has reworked classic carols and the entirety of ‘Now That’s What I Call Christmas’ into raunchy new numbers, which Martha Pothen brings particular vocal accomplishment to. But some of the arrangements are just a bit long, and it hampers the show’s impressive laugh-per-minute rating. ‘Baby It’s Cold Outside’ is the best of the bunch, with a crooning Bill Nighy (Joseph Beach) and his manager Joe (Ross Clifton) delivering pure joy (and jazz hands) ensuring every line brings a new laugh.

The script eventually becomes a victim of its own successes. There are some truly unexpected punchlines and digressions which are such fun rides that it’s actually disappointing to see the whole thing bookended by twee speeches from our Hugh Grant. The show is at its best when calling out the original script in ways we haven’t seen or heard before, and when the meta layering of characters reaches ridiculous heights.

Don’t go if you’re not ready to hear every single Christmas song ever released given a debaucherous twist. Do go if you’re looking for a fun festive evening in the hands of an assured cast, and you’re keen for something more grown up than a panto. This show is like a box of Celebrations – a few of the gags might not be to your taste, but gorging on the whole thing with a sing along is a merrymaking experience.



LOVERS ACTUALLY

The Other Palace

Reviewed on 26th November 2025

by Jessica Hayes

Photography by Pamela Raith


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

SIT OR KNEEL | ★★★★ | October 2025
LOVE QUIRKS | ★★★ | September 2025
50 FIRST DATES: THE MUSICAL | ★★★★★ | September 2025
SAVING MOZART | ★★★★ | August 2025
THE LIGHTNING THIEF | ★★★ | March 2025
HOMO ALONE | ★★★ | December 2024

 

 

LOVERS ACTUALLY

LOVERS ACTUALLY

LOVERS ACTUALLY

POSSUM TROT

★★★

Theatre at the Tabard

POSSUM TROT

Theatre at the Tabard

★★★

“the innate awkwardness of humdrum humanity is finely portrayed”

Apparently, there are five Possum Trots in the United States. In Alabama, Kentucky, Missouri, Texas and Virginia. All of them desolate backwaters – what are referred to as an ‘unincorporated area’, which basically means that they are not really legally recognised as existing. In fact, all that is left of the one in Missouri is a one-room school, a house and a closed down general store. A ghost town, no less. The “Possum Trot” in which Kathy Rucker’s new play is set is fictional, but its title has a ring of truth about it, which is reflected in the natural and authentic depiction of the handful of oddballs that are clinging on to keep their community alive. On top of this, regular tornados further threaten to wipe the town completely off the map.

Rucker’s play explores the challenges encountered by one family as it faces the collapse of the farming community, the exodus of its population and the climate disasters raining down like military attacks, forcing the people to scuttle down to their basement on an almost daily basis. They’re a stoic lot, and humour fuels their determination to carry on. Rucker is focusing on the unpretentious simplicity of everyday life; and what we witness in the short hour-and-a-quarter is the eye of the storm. Aside from a couple of upturned chairs (which happens in blackout) “Possum Trot” is a gentle affair. Almost inconsequential. Like the town itself, it doesn’t appear to be going anywhere.

Maxine (Sarah Berger) runs the fort. Or rather, she runs the only diner in town. Reuben Speed’s set is the real thing. Brilliantly authentic, it transforms the whole space into Maxine’s diner come café come bar come local hub. Berger adds to the realism as she shuffles on in the dismal dawn’s early light to open up for the day, wearing her stoicism like a tattered apron. We think we are in the latter part of the twentieth century until Maxine’s extended family wander in wielding mobile phones and Instagram stories. In particular Neve Francis’ sprightly hypochondriac Billie – the granddaughter whose dream of escaping to art college is about to be realised, despite a very significant personal crisis that pops up – which is never really explored satisfactorily. The middle generation come in the form of chalk and cheese couple, Jeremiah (Nikolas Salmon) and Pru (Dani Arlington). Salmon represents the sense of tradition, desperate to live up to his father’s name, while Arlington’s Pru tries to drag him into the present and get him to sell up the farm. If the dwindling economy doesn’t soon kill off the cattle, the weather will. A comic moment involves the rescuing of a poor cow who finds itself on the roof after a particularly bad Kansas-like gale.

In the family’s midst is village local, Duane (Todd Boyce) and his stream of bad dad-jokes which repeatedly misfire, deliberately failing to puncture the chaotic dramas unfolding within the close-knit family. Scott Le Crass respectfully directs by playing down the drama, avoiding heightened histrionics. These are ordinary people after all, and the innate awkwardness of humdrum humanity is finely portrayed. It starts with a wake (Maxine is recently widowed), continues with a celebration (the diner is fifty years old) and ends with a joke (which unfortunately has little to do with the narrative).

Like the landlocked town of Possum Trot itself, Rucker’s play is neither here nor there. Yet there is an appealing, understated charm that does draw you in; like you’re discovering a single episode of a soap opera. We find ourselves wanting more. If only we could scroll through to the back stories, or forward to future instalments. And Hannah Bracegirdle’s country-tinged soundtrack is spot on; from Bruce Springsteen’s opening harmonica of ‘Nebraska’, through to the closing notes of Bob Dylan’s achingly beautiful ‘Shelter from the Storm’. This play won’t necessarily kick up a storm, but its mix of poignancy and humour is quietly soothing, like the muffled roll thunder heard from a safe distance.



POSSUM TROT

Theatre at the Tabard

Reviewed on 14th November 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Bonnie Britain


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

WODEHOUSE IN WONDERLAND  | ★★★★ | July 2025
THE BUSINESS OF MURDER | ★★★ | October 2024
DUET | ★★★ | April 2024
THE SECRET GARDEN | ★★★★ | December 2023
ABOUT BILL | ★★★★★ | August 2023

 

 

POSSUM TROT

POSSUM TROT

POSSUM TROT