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SHOCK HORROR

★★★

UK Tour

SHOCK HORROR

New Theatre Royal

★★★

“a feast for the eyes and ears, an impressive piece of theatrical engineering”

Writer and director Ryan Simons delivers an ambitious fusion of live theatre and cinema in Shock Horror, a piece that dazzles through its craft and atmosphere even as its story never quite grips. The show’s technical brilliance is undeniable, its emotional impact less so. What lingers are the images and the creeping sense of dread conjured on stage, not the people within them.

Herbert, played by Alex Moran, is a young man returning to the decaying Metropol Cinema where he spent his childhood. On screen appear flickering figures from his past: his mother Norma (Chloe Carter), his father Jack (Joseph Carter) and a visiting priest, Father Karras (Chris Blackwood). These names will sound familiar to devotees of horror cinema, drawn as they are from Psycho, The Shining and The Exorcist. Throughout the evening, overt and subtle nods to horror classics appear through snatches of dialogue, sound-alike musical motifs and carefully chosen props. From the outset, with its references to the warped parental figures of Psycho and The Shining, it is clear we are in psychological horror territory where the sins of the parents are visited upon the child. As the performance unfolds, the family’s secrets and traumas are revealed through a mixture of live action and projected film, the two worlds bleeding effectively into one another. The conceit is bold and often mesmerising, though the narrative beneath it lacks substance.

The creative team excel in transforming the theatre into a haunted picture palace. Ethan Cheek’s set design evokes a once-grand cinema now rotting from within, complete with peeling plaster, flickering bulbs and reels of forgotten film. Georgia Batterley’s production and vision direction weave stage and screen together with precision, allowing Herbert to interact with his projected memories in ways that are both technically impressive and psychologically unsettling. For much of its running time it is in effect a one-man show, with Moran alone on stage engaging with phantoms both cinematic and emotional. His performance is physically and vocally committed, combining the nervy energy of a man on the edge of breakdown with the vulnerability of a lost boy in search of love.

Lighting designers Andrew Crofts and Matt Carnazza make superb use of shadow and glare. Beams cut through haze like projector light, creating shifting silhouettes on the screen. An unhealthy greenish tint spreads across the set in key moments, lending the space a sickly atmosphere that suggests decay and moral corrosion. Ben Parsons’s soundscape is a triumph of cinematic unease, blending natural and unnatural sounds: the wailing of wind, echoing whispers and sudden piercing screeches that jolt the audience from silence. John Bulleid’s illusions provide genuine surprises, notably a sinister ventriloquist’s dummy in the second half, which gives Herbert something tangible to interact with. Director of Photography Dave Hackney’s filmed sequences integrate seamlessly with the stage action, with framing, editing and close-ups suggesting the fragmented texture of memory. The scenes featuring Chloe Carter, Joseph Carter and Chris Blackwood feel like recollections that have been replayed and reworked over the years, moments half-remembered and distorted by guilt or fear. The film material does not so much depict the past as reconstruct it, giving the impression that what we see is drawn from Herbert’s shifting, unreliable perspective rather than objective reality.

Simons’ direction sustains tension and momentum, and the production succeeds as a sensory experience, though it falters as drama. Shock Horror is a feast for the eyes and ears, an impressive piece of theatrical engineering that showcases Thunder Road’s creative ambition. In terms of stagecraft it earns five stars, but the inventiveness of its form is not matched by the strength of its storytelling. Herbert’s journey lacks clear purpose, the fragmented structure keeps the audience at a remove, and the characters never quite come alive. The result is a show that startles, unsettles and immerses, yet rarely moves.



SHOCK HORROR

New Theatre Royal then UK Tour continues

Reviewed on 27th October 2025

by Ellen Cheshire

Photography by Marc Brenner


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

TESS | ★★★★ | February 2025
BEAUTY AND THE BEAST | ★★★★ | December 2024

 

 

SHOCK HORROR

SHOCK HORROR

SHOCK HORROR

BRONCO BILLY – THE MUSICAL

★★★

Charing Cross Theatre

BRONCO BILLY – THE MUSICAL at Charing Cross Theatre

★★★

“it has the thrill of a fairground ride that plants an irresistible smile on our faces as we bravely hang on”

Welcome to the Wild West. It’s not a place on the map, but a place in your heart – or rather Bronco Billy’s heart. A world that tells you that you don’t belong, you ‘gotta’ be strong, and never give up on your dreams. You can be anything you want. Or so it seems. But just in case you missed the greeting card message, it is repeated in verse, prose, rhythm and rhyme many a time over the next couple of hours.

Billy (Tarinn Callender) is a Brooklyn born go-getter, reinvented as a gun-slinging, gun-toting, gun-firing cowboy. A damaged Vietnam veteran he conceals his purple heart, but wears his real one on his sleeve. And it turns out his heart is as big as his personality. Callender is immensely likeable and engaging as the leader of his rag-taggle travelling troupe, performing their Wild West show across America. Part vaudeville, part circus, and wholly chaotic, these cowboys are as ramshackle as the tour bus that is their home.

It is difficult to place them in time. We could be on the frontier in the seventeenth century, or in the depression era of the 1920s, but a casual reference to Margaret Thatcher’s rise to power across the pond places us firmly in 1979. Likewise, Chip Rosenbloom and John Torres’ score wanders the wheat fields and Hillbilly highways in search of a hook; visiting the Grand Ole Opry before rocking up in the disco hostels of the Village People. And we’re back in the seventies. It’s a bumpy ride for sure; coherence hanging by a thread and plausibility in tatters. Yet it has the thrill of a fairground ride that plants an irresistible smile on our faces as we bravely hang on.

Based on the 1980 Clint Eastwood comedy-drama, original scriptwriter Dennis Hackman has adapted and updated the story for the stage, enlisting Rosenbloom and Torres, with additional lyrics courtesy of Michele Brourman. Billy and his company are en route to Hollywood chasing their dream opportunity. But back in New York chocolate heiress Antoinette Lily (Emily Benjamin) is running for her life from her family who have thirty days to make sure she is dead and buried so they can commandeer her inheritance. The two meet by chance at a gas station. Antoinette changes her name to Lily Rose and joins the travelling show and they embark on a will-they-won’t-they romance. The pantomime villains are in hot pursuit led by the wicked stepmother Constance (Victoria Hamilton-Barritt) and hired hitman Sinclair St Clair (Alexander McMorran).

“What draws the most attention are the vocal performances, which is where the principals shine”

Hunter Bird’s upbeat production is as pacey as they get, but somehow feels laboured, not quite sure in which direction it is heading. Stumbling on slapstick and tripping up on clichés that roll like tumbleweed across the dusty terrain towards its predictable finale. Overacting is the keyword, with Hamilton-Barritt, surprisingly, the main culprit. The sideshow players are more nuanced, most notably Karen Mavundukure’s powerhouse ringmaster Doc Blue, and triple threat Helen K Wint as Lorraine who keeps one step ahead of the rest.

What draws the most attention are the vocal performances, which is where the principals shine. Benjamin and Callender – both in fine voice throughout – have the range and refinement to carry the show, culminating in some magical duetting. Hamilton-Barritt delights with some villainous crooning. It is clear that the performers are all having a ball and eventually the audience are infected with the tongue-in-cheek glee that springs from the stage. The second act cranks up the gears, aided throughout by Amy Jane Cook’s revolve set design, centring on the tour bus: a life size box of tricks, ever changing and opening up to reveal the many locations; from the fields of Kansas to the plush New York interiors to the Hollywood film lots.

As ramshackle as Bronco Billy’s Wild West Show, the musical shares Billy’s dreams and ambitions. Like the journey he leads us on, it is a bit of a tough ride, but let’s hope the show doesn’t give up on those dreams. It will get there eventually.


BRONCO BILLY – THE MUSICAL at Charing Cross Theatre

Reviewed on 31st January 2024

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by The Other Richard

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

SLEEPING BEAUTY TAKES A PRICK! | ★★★★ | November 2023
REBECCA | ★★★★ | September 2023
GEORGE TAKEI’S ALLEGIANCE | ★★★★ | January 2023
FROM HERE TO ETERNITY | ★★★★ | November 2022
THE MILK TRAIN DOESN’T STOP HERE ANYMORE | ★★★ | October 2022
RIDE | ★★★★★ | August 2022
VANYA AND SONIA AND MASHA AND SPIKE | ★★★ | November 2021
PIPPIN | ★★★★ | July 2021

BRONCO BILLY

BRONCO BILLY

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