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CRYBABIES: THE SCARING

★★★★

Soho Theatre

CRYBABIES: THE SCARING

Soho Theatre

★★★★

“bold, assured and impressively crafted work”

Edinburgh Comedy Award nominees Crybabies burst from the shadows with ‘The Scaring’, a slick horror-comedy parody packed with thrills, spills and actual chills. Backed by Olivier Award-winning Francesca Moody Productions of ‘Fleabag’ fame, this fast-paced horror hybrid is as smart as it is funny.

When a former p-riest officer haunted by the loss of his partner in chrism checks into a far-flung hotel, he soon senses something sinister lurks beneath the surface. Teaming up with a ghost called Gerry, can they crack the case before the hotel’s darkness consumes them all?

Michael Clarke, James Gault and Ed Jones have created a rare beast: a show that works equally well as both horror and comedy. Beneath the barrage of rapid-fire jokes lies a genuinely scary show, elevated by surprisingly effective jump scares and John Bulleid’s inventive illusions. The jokes are woven in seamlessly, serving the story rather than interrupting it, and clever callbacks ensuring nothing goes to waste. And while the plot follows familiar beats and the humour occasionally feels more farce than fresh, its sharp horror references and brilliantly self-aware multi-roling shine. Overall, it’s one of the most seamless unions of horror and comedy I’ve seen on stage.

Director Jon Brittain, with associate Grace Duggan, fittingly goes guns blazing with highly ambitious staging. The striking set (Cecilia Carey) and video design (Nina Dunn) have a cinematic edge, creating some impressive effects and real scares. The pacing is superb, steadily raising the stakes without missing a comedy or horror beat. The choreography is slick and impressive, bringing physical comedy and even scene changes into the fun. It’s bold, assured and impressively crafted work.

The design is also smart and striking throughout. Bethany Gupwell’s lighting and Ed Lewis’ sound are finely tuned for maximum scares, and Carey’s costumes evolve from everyday realism to delightfully grotesque body horror.

Clarke, Gault and Jones are a comic force to be reckoned with, switching effortlessly between characters and showcasing impeccable comic timing. Jones’ elastic acting shines, mixing camp absurdity with gloriously dark punchlines. Gault’s deadpan delivery cuts through the chaos, making the creepy Slimothy all the more unnerving. Clarke’s world-weary priest anchors the madness with real heart, giving the story both emotional weight and a satisfying redemption arc. Together, the trio operate with remarkable chemistry and comic precision.

A wickedly funny horror-comedy parody, Crybabies’ ‘The Scaring’ is a devilishly good start to spooky season.



CRYBABIES: THE SCARING

Soho Theatre

Reviewed on 7th September 2026

by Hannah Bothelton

Photography by Mihaela Bodlovic


 

 

 

 

CRYBABIES: THE SCARING

CRYBABIES: THE SCARING

CRYBABIES: THE SCARING

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