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MRS DALLOWAY

★★★★

UK Tour

MRS DALLOWAY

Wilton’s Music Hall

★★★★

“Cleverly constructed, this show certainly makes us think”

Virginia Woolf’s “Mrs Dalloway” is best known for its ‘stream-of-consciousness’ narrative, breaking away from the conventional style of popular literature at the time it was published in 1925. A risk perhaps, but one that Woolf pulled off successfully. A century later, it could be conceived as a bit of a risk to adapt it for the stage, but Kit Green – the co-writer and performer – pulls it off equally well. Along with writer and director Jen Heyes, the pair have devised what they call ‘cine-theatre’ to explore the many themes and characters of the novel. A mix of film and live performance, it also dips into cabaret, breaking the fourth wall with an over-generous amount of audience interaction. Slightly irreverent, the mix of style and media could be a mess. Kit Green, however, has the charisma and presence to clearly guide us through the essentially plotless action, as she wafts about the stage, dipping into the many characters that populate the day-in-the-life novel.

Clarissa Dalloway is getting ready for her party. An upper-class Londoner, she has the time and luxury to indulge in her own thoughts, which fluctuate mainly between disillusion, depression and delight. Predominantly the first two, it could all become a bit maudlin, but Green frequently breaks away into her own character, adding a further element of stand-up to the evening’s entertainment. Green’s is a natural performance, putting us at ease before ‘plunging us into the heart of the moment’, as she enigmatically and teasingly repeats. Once in that ‘heart’, she effortlessly adopts the various characters: the self-conscious Clarissa Dalloway; her world-weary, unimpressed maid; the disconnected Mr Dalloway; the enigmatic Peter Walsh who Clarissa regrettably let slip away in her youth; her old friend Sally with whom she shared a furtive kiss; the ill-fated war veteran Septimius Smith; and many others.

The timing is impeccable, made more impressive during Green’s dialogue with the characters projected onto a giant screen (all played by herself too). Monika Koeck’s video design dominates the back wall, providing setting and atmosphere as well as the supporting cast. At one moment we are in the thick of the party, another moment we are immersed deep into the traumatised mind of Septimius Smith. The conversations between screen and stage are deftly executed, often difficult to differentiate the live from the pre-recorded. Stephen Hull’s compositions and stirring sound design, along with Phil Saunders’ evocative lighting complement the narrative to produce multi-layered moments of magic.

Less successful are the attempts at bringing audience members into the story. An invitation to play party games is an unnecessary interruption to the flow of the show. And an eighties style disco number jars with its incongruity. A grand piano sits downstage, sadly underused. Green is a proficient pianist and songwriter, and we would like to see her at the keyboard more often.

The writing, despite Green’s anachronistic ad-libbing, is faithful to Woolf’s original, yet comes across as strikingly contemporary. Green’s own reflections cleverly emphasize Woolf’s enduring relevance, paradoxically asking the audience at one point if there was anything to relate to in the text. After all, the story is a hundred years old – written six years after a pandemic, during a time of social change and economic crisis, with five prime ministers in the space of as many years. “I mean” she quips “what can there possibly be to relate to today?”

“Mrs Dalloway” brilliantly places Woolf’s story in the modern day while managing to retain the sense of period. They never clash, and with the mix of comedy, music, video, dialogue and recital we are drawn into the minds of characters that Green makes very real. Funny and tender, occasionally traumatic, but tinged with hope. Cleverly constructed, this show certainly makes us think. Without the budget of a West End, star-driven, solo show it is richer in heart and emotion. And, as a result, quite spectacular in its own intimate way.

 



MRS DALLOWAY

Wilton’s Music Hall then UK Tour continues

Reviewed on 17th June 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Andrew AB


 

 

 

 

MRS DALLOWAY

MRS DALLOWAY

MRS DALLOWAY

HOW TO MAKE A MESS

★★★

Upstairs at the Gatehouse

HOW TO MAKE A MESS

Upstairs at the Gatehouse

★★★

“the show is full of joy”

Some may argue that no subject nowadays escapes the ‘musical’ treatment. Consequently, few eyebrows are raised at the prospect of a new musical based around a cookbook. Nigella Lawson prefaced her critically acclaimed “How to Eat” by declaring that she wants to ‘make you feel that I’m there with you in the kitchen, as you cook… the book that follows is the conversation we might be having’. She could never have foreseen the directions that conversation would take, however, in Emily Rose Simons’ musical, “How to Make a Mess”.

Simons does place Nigella firmly in the kitchen though. In fact, she magically emerges from the cupboards; more Fairy Godmother than Domestic Goddess. Uninvited and unwelcome, she lodges herself in the imagination of Anna (Natasha Karp) who has just received the news that her estranged mother has died. She is leafing through Nigella’s book while ignoring her absent father’s phone calls, concentrating on negotiating the initial stages of grief. The last thing she needs right now is culinary advice. Tanya Truman’s Nigella, however, has other ideas as she intrusively reads Anna’s text messages and criticises her empty fridge. Turning therapist, she is on a mission to outstay her welcome as long as she can.

It is impossible for Truman to ignore the obvious mannerisms, expressions and double-entendres but, even with a striking physical resemblance, she avoids caricature. Probably because she can sing so well. As can Karp. The main ingredient of the show is the music, which the pair perform beautifully. The songs have a more varied recipe than the script, but neither rise to their potential. The mastering of making mayonnaise is a thin metaphor for managing grief. The lyrics are a mix of the upbeat and comic with introspection and poignancy. Often the passion in the vocal delivery oversells the subject, but the performances of Truman and Karp are a pleasure to watch, especially when witnessing the transitions from chicken-roasting to gin-soaked wallowing and back again. They avoid awkwardness through their sheer commitment to the roles.

Karp portrays Anna with conviction and a strong presence. Her backstory is slender, but she does her best to garnish it with nuance and we can believe her initial reluctance to face up to herself. Less believable is the catalytic influence of Nigella. But where integrity falls short, the comedy comes to the rescue. “It’s not a chicken sandwich – it’s a journey” announces Truman, displaying a flair for comic timing.

The journey’s destination is in plain sight, but it is still a satisfying, if slightly sugary, dessert. Directed by Grace Taylor, the pace is jaunty and cleverly staged around Christianna Mason’s set in which kitchen cupboards magically replenish themselves and Nigella appears and disappears like a gastronomic genie. Musical Director David Merriman’s three-piece band are on hand, enlivening the fairly indistinct musical numbers. Truman and Karp sing and act with a versatility that engages us throughout and despite the central theme of grief, the show is full of joy.

“How to Make a Mess” is actually more about how to clean up the mess that’s already made. But there is too much emphasis on the presentation so that the ingredients fail to result in the delicacy we were expecting. It has been taken out of the oven before it is ready.

 



HOW TO MAKE A MESS

Upstairs at the Gatehouse

Reviewed on 9th June 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Danny Kaan


 

 

 

 

HOW TO MAKE A MESS

HOW TO MAKE A MESS

HOW TO MAKE A MESS