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On Railton Road

On Railton Road

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Museum of Home

ON RAILTON ROAD at the Museum of the Home

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On Railton Road

“there is simply too much and no theme receives a thorough or satisfying explanation”

In the 1970s, the area around Railton Road in Brixton was a hotbed of radicalism, with activist groups setting up centres in the many dilapidated buildings lining the street. In a bid to highlight queer domestic spaces, the Museum of the Home’s first theatrical production On Railton Road makes use of rare archival interviews with squatters and revolutionaries of the era to bring this seditious period to life on stage.

We are introduced to the nonconformist lives of the residents of one squat on Railton Road through the eyes of the naΓ―ve Ned (Manish Gandhi) who pines after the polyamorous Phillip (Thomas Royal). The whimsical Atom (Jaye Hudson) spins around in the garden on an acid trip whilst Daire (Jamal Franklin) seeks to create art. The radical Casper (Hannah van der Westhuysen) desires to do something more sinister – to firebomb a WHSmith during the annual pride march. Clifford (Dan de la Motte) and Jack (Nicholas Marrast Lewis) oversee the household – conducting votes on whether to take direct action and keeping clashing personalities and opinions in check.

The play is divided into two parts that intermingle with one another. One, the fabricated but informed story of some of those who lived on Railton Road. The other, a thoroughly camp production of β€˜Mr Punch’s Nuclear Family’, an original play by the 1974-established Brixton Faeries who sort to use theatre to share their experiences and grievances with a wider public.

The latter is by far the highlight of the overall production. β€˜Mr Punch’s Nuclear Family’ is absurdist in style and comedy and the cast do an excellent job of presenting the play in ad hoc street theatre style. The props and costumes here are excellent also – mop wigs for judges, massive hands attached to extendable corrugated conduits for the police officer, and, the piΓ¨ce de resistance, a giant papier mΓ’chΓ© judge head designed by Oliver James-Hymans and puppeteered by Lewis. These scenes are pure joy and the conclusion of the Faeries’ work was met with rapturous applause.

The scenes of life on Railton Road are not bad by any means. There are lots of interesting topics raised including violence vs passivity, racial relations, class division, open relationships, and the future of gay liberation. However, there is simply too much and no theme receives a thorough or satisfying explanation. The tonal shifts can be very dramatic and confusing, further exacerbated by two scenes often happening on stage at one time to further multiple plotlines concurrently.

“With some significant pruning of the play’s length and a clearer focus, this will be a very valuable piece of theatre indeed”

Some characters are also stronger than others. Ned – though very sweet and performed magnificently by Gandhi upon the sudden death of one of his housemates – does not seem like a wholly necessary character. He is the eyes through which the audience is introduced to the household’s bohemian way of life, but his presence doesn’t garner any further explanation from the other characters, they offer this up readily already amongst themselves. Franklin is the standout in his role as Daire. He is fun, loud, and energetic. He brings great life to the stage whilst also leaning into more poignant moments with great ease. His speech on why he is opposed to violent action is particularly strong.

The set (Ian Giles) is good. We see a kitchen, dining table and empty space that alternates between garden, bedroom and living space. Actors enter and exit from pretty much any direction and often trapse around the audience whilst delivering their lines. This envelops the audience in the activity of the squat – we have joined the Railton Road clan, and we are proud of it. The musical arrangements also deserve a mention. Sophie Crawford plays sweet tunes on her accordion and A Gay Song (1972), the earliest known example of a defiant chant from the early 70s pride marches to be recorded, is performed with gusto.

The play concludes with a welcome history lesson to wrap-up. We see the squatters form the Brixton Co-operative Housing in the early 1980s and returning to their old home in the 2000s to reminisce about their once radical endeavours. We hear about their struggles to establish themselves under a Thatcherite government and the painful loss of the AIDS epidemic. We are reminded in these final moments that these characters are based on real people and experiences and that they must not be forgotten.

On Railton Road does a great job at raising awareness of the revolutionary activity of the 1970s. With some significant pruning of the play’s length and a clearer focus, this will be a very valuable piece of theatre indeed.


ON RAILTON ROAD at the Museum of the Home

Reviewed on 2nd November 2023

by Flora Doble

Photography by Lara Dunn

 


 

 

 

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On Railton Road

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Lysistrata
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Cockpit Theatre

Lysistrata

Lysistrata

Cockpit Theatre

Reviewed – 26th June 2019

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“While the show has a scattering of very funny lines, it’s mostly incomprehensible”

 

Perhaps you’ve heard the ancient Greek story about a nation’s women who, fed up with an interminable war, banded together to refuse men sex until they agreed to call off the fighting. This is the plot of Lysistrata by Aristophanes, first performed in Athens in 411 BC. The Delta Collective have revamped the play for the modern era, setting the story in a non-binary world.

Unfortunately, if you haven’t read the original play, this one won’t make much sense. Alice Carlill, Alex Kristoffy, Robin Kristoffy and Luke MacLeod’s adaptation takes almost no care to clarify who the characters are, where they are, and what they’re doing at any given moment. Each scene presents a new challenge to discern what they’re talking about. The specifics of their protest are opaque. The series of events verges on nonsensical: there’s a gathering of representatives – we have no idea who they are, or what they represent. In one scene, the women are hard at work hauling bags – we’re given no clue why. In another, a letter arrives prompting everyone to fall screaming to the floor – it’s never explained. The whole thing feels random and messy. It’s very hard to follow.

The characters make long, passionate speeches that are practically unintelligible. Generic language about β€œnot submitting” and β€œrights” and β€œthe workers” form highly vague arguments that don’t seem to be attached to any particular subjects. Flashes of clever, surprisingly funny lines prove the writing is strongest when it breaks out of adaptation mode. Ikky Elyas (Philurgus and Drakes), and Louis Rembges (The Secretary) stand out in regard to the comedy.

Lack of clarity in the writing combined with uneven performances makes the characters seem erratic: suddenly they’re shouting, suddenly they’re sobbing. It’s impossible to feel connected to the emotions when they appear to fly out of nowhere. Aoife Smyth, who plays Lysistrata, comes across more stroppy teen than fierce leader. But immaturity is a broader issue. Most of what should be impassioned debate is reduced to senseless juvenile screaming. It’s a young cast, and director Olivia Stone may have intentionally chosen to emphasise the characters’ adolescent behaviour. However, while teenage-leaning performances bring out the sophomoric nature of Aristophanes’ sex-based comedy, they’re shallower and less convincing as adults with spouses and children.

Lysistrata, a comedy about a sex strike, is not something to meet with seriousness. The Delta Collective are absolutely right to play and experiment with reshaping this text for 2019, interrogating its gender and sexuality power dynamics. It’s a shame the story seems to have been lost in translation. While the show has a scattering of very funny lines, it’s mostly incomprehensible.

 

Reviewed by Addison Waite

 

Lysistrata

Cockpit Theatre until 29th June

 

Last ten shows reviewed at this venue:
On Mother’s Day | β˜…β˜…β˜…Β½ | August 2018
Zeus on the Loose | β˜…β˜… | August 2018
The Distance You Have Come | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | October 2018
Don’t You Dare! | β˜…β˜…β˜… | November 2018
Unbelonger | β˜…β˜…β˜…Β½ | November 2018
L’Incoronazione Di Poppea | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019
Mob Wife: A Mafia Comedy | β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019
Cheating Death | β˜…β˜… | February 2019
Bed Peace: The Battle Of Yohn & Joko | β˜…β˜…β˜… | April 2019
Much Ado About Not(h)Ing | β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2019

 

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