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BLUE/ORANGE

★★★★★

OSO Arts Centre

BLUE/ORANGE

OSO Arts Centre

★★★★★

“Raw, tense and full of dark humour”

At one point in Joe Penhall’s scathing drama, “Blue/Orange”, junior psychiatrist Dr Flaherty asks her patient “Are you out of your mind?”. A little later, her senior consultant asks the very same question of her. This subtle yet significant repetition is typical of Penhall’s writing, in which every word of the script counts. Set entirely within the confines of a hospital meeting room, this sharp and gripping drama turns the tables with dizzying frequency. It is fitting that director Lydia Sax has staged it in the round, allowing the audience to view the dramatic perspectives from every angle. Her expert and concise staging brings each shifting viewpoint into sharp focus.

Written at the turn of the millennium, the narrative focuses on the power battles between the senior consultant Dr Smith (Ciaran Corsar) and the trainee doctor Flaherty (Muireann Gallen). Central to their conflict is the question of whether to release Christopher (Andre Bullock), a patient who believes he is the son of dictator Idi Amin. The script is a quarter of a century old now, but it is striking how much it feels as though it could have been written yesterday. Only small details – such as smoking indoors – remind us of the period setting. Its relevance today still rings loud and clear as it explores mental health, racism, and the power struggles within a crumbling NHS. And by switching the role of Dr Flaherty from the original male to a female character, Sax has added further dimensions that touch on sexism and chauvinism too.

The setting is as stark as the outlook. Just two chairs and a table, on which sits a bowl of oranges. The scenes are punctuated by Gabriel Burns’ punchy soundscape, while his lighting frames the action with a claustrophobic clinicalism. The oranges are bathed in a shaft of blue light. There is more than one reality going on here. Is Christopher’s subjective truth any less real than the medical consensus?

Christopher has been diagnosed with ‘borderline personality disorder’. The key is in the first word. In the play, many borderlines are crossed: professional, personal and political. And consequently, our sympathies are dragged, kicking and screaming, in many directions. It becomes possible to see the other sides clearly and agree with everything even while opposing them. Of course, this verbal chicanery relies on outstanding casting, and this is where this production certainly comes up trumps. Andre Bullock portrays Christopher with outstanding authenticity and attention to detail. Simple tics, restless leg jittering lend physicality to an emotional and mood-swinging excavation of his character that is frighteningly genuine. Dr Flaherty is initially sympathetic to him, despite being intent on upping his sectioning from level two to three in order to detain him further. Gallen’s initially bright-eyed portrayal captures the duplicity remarkably well, uncovering even darker sides as she falls deeper and deeper into the traps she, and others, have dug for her. Corsar, as the man in charge, more openly lays his motives on the table. Dr Smith wants Christopher out, mainly to free up a bed in the hospital. But that is just the tip of the iceberg. Corsar’s powerhouse performance waver’s wildly between haughty reasoning and undisguised manipulation.

Christopher is ultimately a victim, not so much of his condition as the failings of the system that is supposed to treat him. The more Flaherty and Smith circle each other, the more Christopher is caught in the web. It is a powerful indictment, representing the cycle of failure that still spins to this day. That Penhall offers no resolve, no way out, is integral to the story. What saves the play from doom and gloom is the inherent humour and satire, of which the cast have an expert grasp. It doesn’t soften the blows. In fact, it gives them a clearer hook. The racism is shocking, but more shocking is how the two professionals use it as weapons against each other. We are brought back to mind to the question “are you out of your mind?”. Ironically, the person that this is least relevant to is the patient.

“Blue/Orange” is utterly compelling. Raw, tense and full of dark humour, it remains topical for many reasons. You come away almost believing that oranges could be blue, such is the power and authority that this cast bring to the stage. Urgent and entertaining – administered in one potent prescription.



BLUE/ORANGE

OSO Arts Centre

Reviewed on 1st May 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Kinga Dulka


 

 

 

 

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PRACTICALLY IMPERFECT

★★

OSO Arts Centre

PRACTICALLY IMPERFECT

OSO Arts Centre

★★

“doesn’t dig deep enough and as a result is unaffecting, lacking light and shade”

“I’m practically perfect in every way” sings Julie Andrews in the 1964 Disney version of “Mary Poppins”. It becomes her signature phrase in the film, describing her impeccable nature. It isn’t the self-aggrandising boast it appears to be. The character goes on to sing that “if I had a fault, it would never dare to show…” which suggests that the ‘perfection’ is only skin deep. Writer Clare Norburn has stripped away any pretence with the title of her new play, “Practically Imperfect”, which features Mary Poppins interacting with her creator, PL Travers. Mary Poppins herself is far from the spit-spot, uncanny nanny portrayed on the silver screen, but it is her author’s imperfections and complexities that are under the spotlight.

It is a fascinating premise. PL Travers (Lottie Walker) has returned to her Chelsea home from Boston, jet lagged and struggling with the fifth book of her Mary Poppins series. She is in a state of disillusionment and still bristling from the Disney treatment of her creation. Enter Mary Poppins (Joanna Brown) with the intent to put her to rights. She appears to have a rather hefty chip on her shoulder though, and there is a hint that we could be in revenge thriller territory, but the benevolence of each character prevails in what is a very light-hearted, thinly veiled biography of Travers. “I have no backstory” bemoans Poppins as she starts to turn the tables and write a book about her author. Cue a potted biography of PL Travers.

It all takes place in her study. The audience are invited in, too – both actors frequently breaking away from the dialogue to acknowledge us. Directed by Nicholas Renton, they appear to be a touch unsure about how much interaction is welcome, however, and we remain uncomfortably on the doorstep, equally unsure how far the fourth wall has come down. The same timidity has been applied to deconstructing the characters of Poppins and Travers; the latter particularly lacking depth. We get many facts but very little sense of the extraordinary woman. Brown fares better as a kind of whistleblower, uncovering the kind of life you wouldn’t expect from the writer of ‘Mary Poppins’. Her accent is spot on (practically perfect…) and it is refreshing to see a touch of menace under the porcelain exterior. Brown is a chameleon, frequently slipping into other roles – Walt Disney, mystic George Gurdjieff, diarist and longstanding friend Jessie Orage and Travers’ quasi-Irish father – among others.

PL Travers famously despised Disney’s treatment of her stories, and disliked the songs (the film, ‘Saving Mr. Banks’, covers that ground and to Norburn’s credit she steers away from repeating the narrative here). “Practically Imperfect” is underscored with the Edwardian style music hall that Travers would have preferred. With just Brown’s accordion accompaniment, the songs are thin and inconsequential, giving a sense of neither period nor mood.

There is so much that this play wants to explore: the difficult childhood that Travers obscured by changing her name, her intriguing adult life, complex romances and thorny relationship with her adoptive son. It doesn’t dig deep enough and as a result is unaffecting, lacking light and shade. There is a fair bit of fun to be gained from watching Travers spar with her own creation and there are some neat references to the novels. As the ‘West Wind’ blows, we know that it is time for Mary Poppins to depart, but the resolve is blurred and we are uncertain of the affect the experience has had on PL Travers. We are equally unsure of the impact that the play has had on us.



PRACTICALLY IMPERFECT

OSO Arts Centre

Reviewed on 10th February 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Robert Piwko


 

 

 

 

PRACTICALLY IMPERFECT

PRACTICALLY IMPERFECT

PRACTICALLY IMPERFECT