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THE SIGNALMAN

★★★★

Drayton Arms Theatre

THE SIGNALMAN

Drayton Arms Theatre

★★★★

“a nerve-tingling and thought-provoking adaptation”

We begin in rural Somerset, at the Clayton Inn boarding house in the small hamlet of Clayton. It’s a tight-knit Victorian community where visitors are warmly welcomed. Yet beneath its peaceful surface lies the memory of a long-ago railway disaster — a tragedy whose ghost still casts a shadow over the village.

Helen Bang, as our visitor to the village (this production’s version of the narrator), and Peter Rae (as the signalman) lead a riveting adaptation of the short story first published by Charles Dickens in 1866. Dickens wrote the story shortly after surviving the Staplehurst rail crash in 1865, an incident that affected him deeply and inspired the eerie sense of trauma and claustrophobia that permeates the signal box.

This trauma comes through in the signalman, who claims to have seen the same apparition shortly before two previous tragedies that occurred on the section of the line that he is patrolling; its first appearance coming hours before a train crashed in the tunnel, its second preceding the death of a young woman on the line, whose life the signalman had tried desperately to save. Most eerily though, the apparition has returned for a third time, leaving him incessantly trying to decipher its warnings and avert whatever may be the next tragedy.

Peter Rae expertly crafts this role as our protagonist descends further into confusion and anxiety following the unusual goings-on. Rae acts as Dickens’ storyteller and moves the plot with excellent precision. The most impressive part of his performance is that he encapsulates the themes that were central to the original story over a century later. We see the dangers of isolation, with the signalman working long hours in an isolated location. The performance also achieves a balance whereby the conclusion can be made by the audience as to the origins of the ghostly appearances. Could they be the result of a psychological episode driven by stress and sleep-deprivation-induced hallucinations? Alternatively, could we have entered into the realms of the supernatural?

The tremendous two-hander is completed by Helen Bang, the visitor, who befriends the lonely signalman and accompanies him on his night shifts. Earning his trust, she acts as a sounding board, allowing him to open up about his psychological frailty. She seems an innocuous passer-by but her greeting — “Halloa, below there” — hints that she may be more closely tied to the apparitions than she first appears. It is a quietly stylish performance, as any break in her calmness would destroy the tension of the piece.

The play is able to effortlessly transport us to the scene due to the excellent set design (Karen Holley); incorporating a signal box, fully kitted out with signal flags, levers and switches, behind a railway track. This is accompanied by, in a first for the Drayton Arms Theatre, surround sound effects (Steve Ramondt) which bring the audience into the action.

The climax is arguably not as strong as the set-up, with the ending feeling slightly abrupt. This also means that the play had potential to explore some of the themes in greater depth, where, for example, it felt like the visitor may develop her own character arc in the story. Nonetheless, the show is a nerve-tingling and thought-provoking adaptation which gives new life to the famous novella.

 



THE SIGNALMAN

Drayton Arms Theatre

Reviewed on 11th December 2025

by Luke Goscomb

Photography by Victoria Lari


 

 

 

 

THE SIGNALMAN

THE SIGNALMAN

THE SIGNALMAN

THE CRUMPLE ZONE

★★★

Waterloo East Theatre

THE CRUMPLE ZONE at the Waterloo East Theatre

★★★

“The fast pace creates its own sense of delirium, and the bitter aftertaste is delicious”

There is love happening in a festive Staten Island apartment. There is heartbreak happening too. There are heartfelt dilemmas as a twentysomething quartet – three men and a woman – try to sort out their criss-crossed relationships on the eve of Christmas.

In director Helen Bang’s cacophonous onslaught, sometimes it’s difficult to pick out these love stories from the rest. Because, between episodes of soul-searching, ecstasy and grief, there are the endless, merciless histrionics. No thought goes unexpressed. No minor shift in mood or status isn’t analysed then shouted loudly into someone’s face.

At the heart of it all, though, there’s the love quadrangle. Bitter queen Terry (scene stealer James Grimm) adores clean-cut Buck (James Mackay). But Buck has fallen for twisted and torn bi-sexual Alex (Jonny Davidson) who has girlfriend Sam (Sinead Donnelly) at arm’s length until he figures out his feelings for Buck, who loves him to the point of weepy despair.

Sam arrives for a showdown, having figured out something’s afoot. She stirs a pot already whizzing like a whirlpool.

Terry, never short of a bitchy exit line, sums it up thus, “Everyone I know is in love with everyone else I know.” Terry, shorn of reciprocal love himself, tends to scoop up random men, such as macho married-with-kids Roger (Nicholas Gauci) for hook-ups.

Terry, a feather boa on legs, is exhausting. They all are. Their verbal assaults tend to peak in either furious sex or rancorous wrestling, the difference between the two being moot.

Writer Buddy Thomas’ wordy mile-a-minute script – funny, busy and clever – is overwhelming at times. The cast feel it. They gamely wrangle the machine-gun acid drops but sometimes it simply gets away from them. The script is like a very big dog on a leash who spots a squirrel in the park – they hang on being pulled this way and that, hoping for a break.

There’s little time for nuance or character. They barely have a chance to register a reaction to some putdown before issuing a fully formed, impeccably paced, beautifully sour response. Consequently, there is very little genuine interaction, just a lot of staged sequential and sour monologues.

However, there are plums in the pudding. Alex’s comic retelling of his sacking as a mall Santa has room to breathe and is rewarding as a result. Grimm does a good line in drunken self-annihilation and Donnelly’s mousy Sam brings a squeak of genuine sadness to the tinselled madhouse.

Of course, Christmas spirit wins in the end, sort of, if not resolving the woes, then at least postponing conflict until the New Year. Everyone can have some turkey and lay down their weapons. Although you sense the men love the friction more than the ceasefire and can’t wait for hostilities to resume.

The performances here are spirited and fun. The fast pace creates its own sense of delirium, and the bitter aftertaste is delicious. If you’re looking for a dark alternative to a raft of cloying Christmas shows, set up camp in The Crumple Zone.

Naughty but nice. But naughty.


THE CRUMPLE ZONE at the Waterloo East Theatre

Reviewed on 29th November 2024

by Giles Broadbent

Photography by Peter Davies

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

STARTING HERE, STARTING NOW | ★★★★★ | July 2021

THE CRUMPLE ZONE

THE CRUMPLE ZONE

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