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WHAT THE ANIMALS SAY

★★★

Finborough Theatre

WHAT THE ANIMALS SAY

Finborough Theatre

★★★

“sharp, funny and provocative”

David Ireland’s debut play ‘What The Animals Say’ makes its long-awaited London premiere. Written in the late 2000s, its themes of tribalism and male identity remain sharply relevant – even if it doesn’t quite land a knockout blow.

A chance encounter on the Stranraer ferry reunites former classmates Jimmy and Eddie. As old truths resurface and new rivalry takes hold, can their fragile bond survive?

This timely revival of David Ireland’s debut play grapples with uncomfortable truths about tribalism, masculinity and success. Jimmy and Eddie’s uneasy reunion strips away their carefully constructed façades to reveal a shared insecurity beneath. An expected reversal forces a confrontation and raises the stakes. Ireland’s dialogue is sharp, funny and provocative, though some of the play’s richer ideas could be pushed further. The barrage of slurs – while serving a dramatic purpose – occasionally feels more uncomfortable than illuminating. Thought-provoking and often compelling, a keener edge would help it reach its full potential.

Harry Burton’s direction keeps the tension simmering, pleasingly exposing the flaws and contradictions in both men. The humour builds well, bringing out Ireland’s sharp writing. The risky baseball bat sequences are executed with impressive precision. However, the pacing occasionally hesitates and an overly long scene transition disrupts momentum. Eddie emerges as the richer character, leaving Jimmy feeling a little underdeveloped. Even so, it’s a solid production that largely lands its blows.

Alex Marker’s design is inventive, cleverly concealing two equally bleak locations within a single set. Joe Dines’ sound design vividly evokes a ferry port, while rumbling thunder signals trouble. Ellie Landrebe’s costumes and Sophia Knight’s hair and makeup instantly establish each man’s curated persona, masking their hidden similarities. Jodi Rabinowitz’s lighting bathes the stage in desolate tones, with dramatic flashes of lightning heightening the tension.

Matthew Blaney’s Jimmy and Robbie Martin’s Eddie are an engaging pairing. Blaney skilfully balances Jimmy’s contradictory persona, channelling both self-importance and self-doubt before unravelling spectacularly. A touch more edge in places would better foreshadow the darkness to come. Martin’s mercurial Eddie keeps both Jimmy and the audience on edge, never quite revealing how far he can be trusted. When the simmering tension finally boils over, Martin’s surge of rage is expertly judged.

‘What The Animals Say’ remains provocative and relevant. Though it could go further in places, it’s still an absorbing watch.



WHAT THE ANIMALS SAY

Finborough Theatre

Reviewed on 1st October 2026

by Hannah Bothelton

Photography by Gavin Watson

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHAT THE ANIMALS SAY

WHAT THE ANIMALS SAY

WHAT THE ANIMALS SAY

I Found My Horn

I Found My Horn

★★★★

White Bear Theatre

I FOUND MY HORN at the White Bear Theatre

★★★★

I Found My Horn

“Burton’s brisk direction of the piece highlights Lewis’ striking performance”

 

In the course of history there has been much written about the role of music and its importance in our lives. Perhaps it is the greatest creation of mankind. The greatest form of expression. Among its countless attributes, most people discover – at some point or other – music to be a way to escape from the pain of life. Jasper Rees, the protagonist of the one-man, semi-autobiographical “I Found My Horn” would certainly, if reluctantly, agree. We meet Jasper as he climbs into the attic of his former home to sort out and pack up the last few pieces of a broken life. The attic (a superbly and evocatively created design by Alex Marker) is a cave of intimate nostalgia and memories. Divorce has driven him here, with a mid-life crisis for a back seat driver.

That all sounds pretty grim, but it is merely a starting point and, in the hands of Jonathan Guy Lewis as the luckless Jasper, the feelgood factor is off the scale during the ensuing eighty minutes of joyous, warm-hearted-theatre. Written by Lewis, with Jasper Rees, it is based on the latter’s book published in 2008. The pair teamed up with director Harry Burton to create the show which opened in London in 2009. Lewis’s character has grown older since then: the text has been slightly altered to accommodate the advancing years, but the sentiment, the meaning and the comedy are as powerful as ever.

Rather than finding the French horn in his attic, it is as though the horn has summoned Jasper. It speaks to him, begging to be freed from its dusty case and given back its purpose. They can help each other out here. It has been thirty-nine years since Jasper last picked it up and now, as he tentatively holds it in his hands, he regales us with the memories it triggers: and the renewed ambition it stirs up. He attends the British Horn Society’s annual concert and decides to play Mozart’s Horn Concerto No3 at the event the following year. He attends a ‘Horn Camp’ in America which simultaneously crushes and ignites his ambition. Meanwhile we are treated to flashbacks to his school days and humiliating moments in the orchestra. Lewis switches hilariously and seamlessly between all the characters that crowd his past and present, adopting mannerisms and accents that are spot-on. He has an astoundingly natural ability to make them heightened yet recognisable and real. Even the French horn itself is given an endearing personality. And, as Jasper, we instantly relate to the man, and to his dreams and regrets.

It is no spoiler to reveal that Jasper achieves his objective and is given a solo slot at the concert. It is his journey there that captivates us. Burton’s brisk direction of the piece highlights Lewis’ striking performance. We effortlessly perceive the complex layers inherent in the writing that in lesser hands might have been muddied. The horn itself is undoubtedly a metaphor – a kind of “Sparky’s Magic Piano” for grown-ups. Ultimately it is a very moving story, not just of making music, but of facing your demons. But it is best not to over analyse. Just revel in the humour and forget the symbolism. It is a joyous and heart-warming performance.

 

 

Reviewed on 2nd February 2023

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Max Hamilton-Mackenzie

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

 

Luck be a Lady | ★★★ | June 2021
Marlowe’s Fate | ★★★ | November 2021
Us | ★★★★ | February 2022
The Silent Woman | ★★★★ | April 2022
The Midnight Snack | ★★★ | December 2022

 

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