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DYSTOPIA 26: THE ROCK OPERA

★½

Leicester Square Theatre

DYSTOPIA 26: THE ROCK OPERA

Leicester Square Theatre

★½

“the band’s musicianship is genuinely impressive”

When asked why he’d moved away from writing political satire, Armando Iannucci — writer of The Thick of It and Veep — said the absurdity and self-satirising behaviour of modern politicians had made them impossible to parody. Figures like Trump, he argued, could no longer be accurately sent up: real life had simply become stranger than anything fiction could invent.

Dystopia 26: A Rock Opera clearly agrees, eschewing satire to deliver a show so on the nose that you wonder if Iannucci might be onto something — parody, on this evidence, has nothing left to say. Set in the fictional country of Dystopia, ruled by President Blame, whose propaganda promises “I’m always right,” the story is narrated and sung from prison by Beldon Haigh (Justin Skelton, who also wrote and produced the show), a fallen political fixer whose downfall stems from his dealings with Blame.

Blame’s allusion to Trump is so obvious you wonder why they bothered inventing a fictional stand-in at all, especially with lifelike dictators already stalking the stage (Putin on the drums, Kim Jong Un with a surprisingly competent turn on the electric guitar). He’s saddled with many of the same sins, too — Epstein Files, corruption, a refusal to accept an election result — all dutifully checked off.

Beneath all the box-ticking, there’s little else going on: Haigh’s fall stems from his dealings with Blame, who betrays everyone around him the moment they stop being useful, but the lyrics never get past broad strokes about “the system” and “corruption.” Targets are everywhere; not one of them lands.

The dialogue between songs fares little better — clearly scripted, yet delivered with a stiffness that only compounds the production’s problems. One of which is its over-reliance on AI. Almost all of the video and imagery projected on the surrounding screens is clearly AI-generated, lending the whole enterprise a certain perverse bathos: a rock opera railing against “the system” while leaning so heavily on artificial intelligence to build its own world. If irony wasn’t already dead, Dystopia 26: A Rock Opera might have just finished it off.

The second half switches focus from Blame to the arrival of a new revolutionary figure, Magnanimous Moon, who promises free money for all upon his election. The narrative sprawls from here, with an entire populace of newly minted millionaires oddly miserable, the power of friendship and a limp attempt at criticising capitalism along the way (checking off yet another target). This is less a Marxist revolution than the ramblings of a confused grandad down the pub.

Amid all this, a cameo from Nigel Farage — unwittingly reading lines that support a key part of the second act’s plot — is one of the few moments the show actually earns a belly laugh, and by some distance the biggest surprise of the night. Of everything he’s had to answer for this year, this may be the one he’ll most want to forget.

It’s a shame, because the band’s musicianship is genuinely impressive. Willie Logan’s lead guitar breathes life into several of the songs, Fiona Lynch has a striking voice, and there’s real delight in watching Dru Baker — playing both President Blame and his rival Magnanimous Moon — switch effortlessly between flute, saxophone and keyboard. Every member plays their instruments with real skill, and some of the songs come close to being enjoyable in their own right, but the package they’re wrapped in leaves you wondering whether ambition has eclipsed the band entirely.

There’s a decent band trapped somewhere inside Dystopia 26: A Rock Opera, and on the night’s evidence, glimpses of a sharper writer too. But between the AI-generated production, the toothless satire and the pub-philosophy politics, ambition has comprehensively outpaced execution. Halfway through, the cast bellow about the system we live in, raging that “we want our money back” — which, in the circumstances, feels almost prescient. Iannucci, it seems, still has the last laugh



DYSTOPIA 26: THE ROCK OPERA

Leicester Square Theatre

Reviewed on 16th July 2026

by Daniel Outis

Photography by Tommy Ga-Ken Wan,


 

 

 

 

DYSTOPIA 26

DYSTOPIA 26

DYSTOPIA 26

SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME: A PISSEDMAS CAROL

★★★★

Leicester Square Theatre

SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME: A PISSEDMAS CAROL

Leicester Square Theatre

★★★★

“chaotic and gloriously daft”

If there was a drunk actor on the stage in any other production, it would be an ugly cautionary tale about the perils of fame. But in A Pissedmas Carol, it’s contractually obligated. Sh!t-faced Showtime bring us the classic tale of miserable Scrooge’s redemption forced by paranormal visitors on Christmas Eve, spiced up with the addition of copious amounts of alcohol. It’s just one actor in the cast who gets inebriated, leaving the rest to respond to the chaos and push the drunkard onto his marks, with predictably hilarious results. In our case, it was Ashley Gerlach as Scrooge, who complained about how loud the singing was, squared up to Bob Cratchit and asked where the mandem was when he arrived at his old school.

Written by Lewis Ironside and adapted for the stage by James Murfitt, this production holds firmly to the pillars of Dickens’ tale. The key characters are all here, and chunks of the original script are attempted, with obvious interruptions and digressions from our tipsy player. Lucy Fowler’s costuming is committed to the original era, with the women donning bonnets and the men waistcoats, all of which only serves to make the bumbling Scrooge’s antics and confusion funnier. When he suddenly complains that his Victorian nightgown doesn’t have pockets, it triggers a hilarious argument as others beg him to please just act like there are. The ghost of Jacob Marley is adorned with the expected shackles and chains, but still poked fun at by way of the two poorly disguised actors draped in black whose job it is to wave the chains spookily in the air behind him.

The Victorian story and setting are hit with all the non-negotiable decorations of festive theatre. There’s audience interaction – one attendee has to ring a set of bells if they feel the actor needs another drink, and another gets a sick bucket. There’s bawdy humour and innuendos, but it stays the right side of eye-roll-inducing. And of course, there are copious Christmas songs. It’s all very silly and the atmosphere is generously lively. There are a few lazier parts which rely on pantomime tropes, which just don’t feel necessary when the cast is as charming and competent as they are. The show really can be bothered, so it leaves the drunk actor free to just be funny and curious and incendiary. Even the lighting and Nicola Jones’ set design says: this is a real show with budget! Get drunk with us!

The only reason watching a drunk actor can be this funny though, is if they are propped up by a genuinely talented and quick-witted cast, directed by Katy Baker. There are solid comic performances from Hal Hillman and Daniel Quirke, with Daniel in particular getting huge laughs in solo scenes as Mrs. Fezziwig and the child who picks Scrooge’s turkey. Musical director Charlotte Brooke holds everything down on the piano at the back of the stage, constantly adapting to soundtrack the show as it stumbles about, so that the audience really can just sit back and enjoy the chaos. Vocals are largely led by Issy Wroe Wright and Alice Merivale, who flip from ghostly operatic lullabies to the Wham! crooner with impressive range. The whole debacle is kept in check by a sequin-suited Dickens who acts as a ringmaster when things get really off the rails.

If you’ve never heard of A Christmas Carol, this would be a truly terrible way to introduce yourself to Dickens’ genuinely moving story of redemption and community. But if, like me, you’ve seen a thousand iterations of the story, and can sing all the ensemble parts in the Muppet version, then this might be the only production that holds something new for you. It’s chaotic and gloriously daft – you’ll be laughing about it long after last orders.



SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME: A PISSEDMAS CAROL

Leicester Square Theatre

Reviewed on 11th December 2025

by Jessica Hayes

Photography by Andrew AB Photography


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

SH!T-FACED A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM | ★★★★ | July 2024
RACHEL PARRIS: POISE | ★★★★ | June 2024
SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME: A PISSEDMAS CAROL | ★★★★★ | November 2023
THE AYES HAVE IT! THE AYES HAVE IT! | ★★★★ | November 2023
SH!T-FACED SHAKESPEARE®: MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING | ★★★★★ | July 2023
SHIT-FACED SHAKESPEARE: ROMEO & JULIET | ★★★★ | July 2022
A PISSEDMAS CAROL | ★★★★★ | December 2021
SH!T-FACED MACBETH | ★★★★★ | July 2021

 

 

SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME

SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME

SH!T-FACED SHOWTIME