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TOP HAT

★★★★

Chichester Festival Theatre

TOP HAT

Chichester Festival Theatre

★★★★

“polished, good-looking, and filled with tap, tails and timeless tunes”

There’s a certain magic to old-school glamour and Chichester’s revival of Top Hat taps into it with style and affection. Adapted from the beloved 1935 RKO movie starring Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, this stage version is a well-turned tribute to the golden age of musicals – immaculately dressed, packed with theatrical flair and brimming with toe-tapping, tap-tap-tapping delight.

Broadway star Jerry Travers arrives in London to open a new show, only to fall head-over-heels for fashion model Dale Tremont. A classic case of mistaken identity leads Dale to mistake him for Horace Hardwick – her friend Madge’s husband – setting off a flurry of misunderstandings, flirtations and fancy footwork, from London to Venice.

Musically, it’s a feast. Drawing from Irving Berlin’s rich songbook, Gareth Valentine (musical supervisor) and Stephen Ridley (musical director) bring warmth and wit to every number – from the suave syncopation of Puttin’ on the Ritz to the dreamlike sway of Cheek to Cheek and, of course, the iconic Top Hat, White Tie and Tails.

Phillip Attmore steps into Jerry’s top hat and tails, bringing precision and considerable dance finesse. A seasoned Broadway performer, he’s at his best when in motion, whether gliding through ballroom routines or tapping with crisp, stylish flair. Vocally, he’s less commanding, and while his performance is confident and capable, he doesn’t quite radiate the charisma needed to make Jerry truly magnetic. Still, his polished technique and assured presence anchor the role with poise. Opposite him, Lucy St. Louis brings a graceful strength to the role of Dale Tremont, the fashion model who finds herself swept up in Jerry’s chaotic orbit. With credits spanning both London and New York, St. Louis gives Dale both sophistication and steel. Her voice is velvety and assured, her movement elegant, and her presence compelling.

There’s excellent support throughout the ensemble, who keep the world of the show buoyant and bright, but it’s the quartet of comic sidekicks who provide some of the most memorable moments. Clive Carter is enjoyably flustered as Horace, the increasingly frazzled producer caught in the crossfire. Sally Ann Triplett’s Madge, arriving in Act Two, delivers deadpan bite and terrific timing, arching an eyebrow with expert precision and adding sharp wit to every droll aside. Their duet Outside of That, I Love You is a particular highlight. James Clyde, as Horace’s solemnly inventive butler Bates, and Alex Gibson-Giorgio, as the exuberantly ridiculous designer Alberto Beddini, lean fully – and delightfully – into their comic types. Their performances don’t just flirt with over-the-top – they leap right over it, yet remain infectious and full of fun. Between them, it’s a toss-up who steals more scenes, though Gibson-Giorgio’s Latins Know How may just tip the balance.

Kathleen Marshall directs and choreographs with clarity and style. Her routines – from sweeping ballroom numbers to crisp ensemble tap – are stylish and deftly handled, if occasionally hemmed in by the physical limits of the stage. The pacing keeps the farce buoyant and the storytelling is clear, even if some of the romantic ideas feel a little dusty by today’s standards.

The production looks stunning. Peter McKintosh’s set is framed by a sweeping illuminated Art Deco arch and anchored by a semi-circular revolve that shifts locations smoothly – from sleek hotel lobbies to the canals of Venice. It’s a smart, fluid design that keeps the action moving and always gives the eye something pleasing to settle on. Tim Mitchell’s lighting adds lustre and atmosphere throughout.

Costumes, also by McKintosh with Yvonne Milnes, are a triumph. The daywear is chic and sharply tailored, capturing the elegance of the era. Dale’s “designed by Beddini” gowns shimmer with 1930s fantasy, while the revue costumes for Jerry’s show add a burst of colour and pizzazz, nodding to vintage showbiz spectacle with theatrical flair.

In the end, Top Hat doesn’t quite dazzle from start to finish, but it’s polished, good-looking, and filled with tap, tails and timeless tunes — a thoroughly enjoyable evening of nostalgic escapism.

 



TOP HAT

Chichester Festival Theatre

Reviewed on 24th July 2025

by Ellen Cheshire

Photography by Johan Persson

 

 


 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

THE GOVERNMENT INSPECTOR | ★★★★ | May 2025
THE PIRATES OF PENZANCE | ★★★½ | January 2025
REDLANDS | ★★★★ | September 2024

TOP HAT

TOP HAT

TOP HAT

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ABIGAIL’S PARTY

★★★★

Theatre Royal Stratford East

ABIGAIL’S PARTY at the Theatre Royal Stratford East

★★★★

“the golden Outhwaite’s masterclass in subtle bitchery is unforgettable”

Mike Leigh’s 1977 biting social satire about a suburban drinks party which becomes horribly dark is a hugely popular modern classic, as witnessed by the man in the seat next to me reciting the play along with the cast. Apart from Leigh’s brilliant writing, another major reason for the popularity of Abigail’s Party was the iconic performance of Alison Steadman as Beverley, the party’s monstrous hostess, in the original production adapted for the BBC.

However, in Nadia Fall’s production, a mesmerising Tamzin Outhwaite makes Beverley her own. From the moment the curtain rises to Donna Summer’s Love to Love You Baby revealing Outhwaite on top of a glass-topped coffee table, dressed in a glittering, golden yellow kaftan and blue platform heels and strutting her stuff underneath disco lights, it’s clear that this is one hot hostess who is not afraid to use her sexual allure to manipulate.

Beverley is hosting drinks and nibbles for her new neighbours, gauche young nurse Angela (Ashna Rabheru) and her monosyllabic computer operator husband Tony (Omar Malik), plus stoic and sensible divorced Sue (Pandora Colin), whose daughter Abigail is having a teenage party at their home. Lawrence (Kevin Bishop), Beverley’s husband, pops in and out, being more devoted to his estate agent job at Wibley Webb than to his marriage. Given Beverley’s sneering, dismissive attitude towards him, you can’t blame him.

The initial party small-talk is excruciatingly embarrassing but hilarious; one new big laugh in the current production certainly wouldn’t have raised a smile in 1977 – Angela’s comment that they bought their house for £21,000. Beverley, naturally, is very keen to point out that it’s much smaller than her own abode, but this is far from where the sneering stops.

Beverley dishes out cigarettes from an onyx box, and drink after drink from a well-stocked cocktail cabinet, to her guests with almost the same gusto as she dishes out her barbed comments. She tells Angela that she’s wearing the wrong shade of lipstick; comments on Sue’s marital status, and constantly snipes at Lawrence. And as if that alone doesn’t make her soiree embarrassing, she is keen to impose her musical tastes on her guests – Demis Roussos and Elvis Presley.

It’s clear that Beverley has the hots for handsome ex-footballer Tony, and the drunker she gets, the more she pouts and flirts with him. Lawrence is clearly weary of this behaviour, and indeed anything she does, and Kevin Bishop portrays his pent-up rage perfectly, with subtle facial tics and a tension in his body that means he could go off at any moment. Abigail’s Party is certainly a comedy, but one which contains an incredible amount of tension which makes the audience gasp.

Peter McKintosh’s groovy set, with flowery graphic wallpaper, leather sofa and massive console unit containing the cocktail cabinet, record player and a fibre lamp which mesmerises Beverley, perfectly sums up the era’s taste. My one quibble was that the kitchen units were more noughties than Seventies, shiny and white with silver handles; they should have been as uniformly brown as the rest of the set.

The kitchen was the only wrong note in this excellent production, however. The ensemble are terrific, and the golden Outhwaite’s masterclass in subtle bitchery is unforgettable.


ABIGAIL’S PARTY at the Theatre Royal Stratford East

Reviewed on 13th September 2024

by Clair Woodward

Photography by Mark Senior

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

NOW, I SEE | ★★★★ | May 2024
CHEEKY LITTLE BROWN | ★★★½ | April 2024
THE BIG LIFE | ★★★★★ | February 2024
BEAUTIFUL THING | ★★★★★ | September 2023

ABIGAIL’S PARTY

ABIGAIL’S PARTY

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