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DADDY’S FIRST GAY DATE

★★★½

Seven Dials Playhouse

DADDY’S FIRST GAY DATE

Seven Dials Playhouse

★★★½

“There are elements of slapstick in the car-crash opening restaurant scene and the tempo rarely slacks”

Is it selfish to leave someone you love to find yourself? This is the central question that underpins Sam Danson’s second play ‘Daddy’s First Gay Date.’ A refreshing and subversive take on the rom-com genre, this two-act play set in the North of England explores bisexual identity and self-acceptance with verve and gusto.

Danson, the playwright and producer, is also a great comic actor. He plays the protagonist Ben – a funny if not somewhat neurotic and nerdy bisexual primary school teacher – with razor sharp wit and great comic timing. The inciting incident which causes the breakup between Ben and his long-term partner Helen (brilliantly played by Megan Edmondson) is also hilarious yet infused with an undertone of pathos; it occurs in a busy restaurant when Helen discovers Ben has engaged in toilet cubicle shenanigans with Tim (exuberantly played by Dior Clarke) a black fem gay man. The stakes of the drama are raised even further as we learn that Helen is not only coping with the fact that her father is suffering from a terminal illness but she is also pregnant. ‘Daddies’ are a recognisable tribe within the LGBTQ+ community but in this instance, Ben is an actual daddy – or at least a daddy- in-waiting.

There are elements of slapstick in the car-crash opening restaurant scene and the tempo rarely slacks. But the play really takes off when Ben and Tim prepare for their Big Night Out. Dressed in a bright, ill-fitted clubbing top and corduroy trousers, Ben cuts an awkward figure on the dance floor whilst Tim, an outwardly proud gay man, struts his stuff with in-yer-face bravado. The dynamic staging of the rave scene and subsequent scenes are down to the artistic vision of award-winning director Rikki Beadle-Blair. His decision to break the fourth wall and have the actors directly engage with members of the audience at key moments in the narrative is also a great one; the audience loved it.

The script also delivers some great caustic one-liners. ‘Who the fuck puts an orgy on Eventbrite’ and ‘Are you sure you’re bisexual? You dress like shit,’ come to mind. However, more attention and consideration could have been given to the set design which was very minimal. And although each character has their own character and narrative arc, I didn’t always buy into the romance between Ben and Tim. I felt some more tender moments between them, and a greater sense of their attraction for each other, would have made the rom part of this rom-com more believable.

That being said, the manner in which the rom-com genre is subverted in the penultimate scene is a stroke of pure genius. And the experience of sexual racism and racism per se that Tim’s character alludes to in the play helps to give greater depth to the piece without overshadowing the comedy.

If you’re looking for a fun night out, ‘Daddy’s First Gay Date’ often hits the mark. And within the wider canon of LGBTQ+ theatre this raucous rom com offers a unique take on one man’s journey of self-acceptance and sexual liberation.



DADDY’S FIRST GAY DATE

Seven Dials Playhouse

Reviewed on 30th October 2025

by Tim Graves

Photography by Jason Locke


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

MONSTER | ★★★½ | September 2025
STORMS, MAYBE SNOW | | September 2025
BLUE | ★★★★ | March 2024
SUNSETS | ★★ | September 2023
STEVE | ★★★★ | February 2022

 

 

DADDY’S FIRST GAY DATE

DADDY’S FIRST GAY DATE

DADDY’S FIRST GAY DATE

Wreckage

★★★

The Turbine Theatre

WRECKAGE at The Turbine Theatre

★★★

Wreckage

“Rikki Beadle-Blair directs with a flair that matches the heightened narrative”

 

In Anthony Minghella’s film ‘Truly, Madly, Deeply’, Alan Rickman’s character returns from the dead specifically to help Juliet Stevenson get over him by tarnishing her idealised memory of him. As a ghost, he irritates her and behaves in ways that infuriate her. In Tom Ratcliffe’s “Wreckage”, now playing at the Turbine Theatre, a similar concept is deployed, but without the poignancy of Rickman’s intention. The two characters, dead or alive, seem to spend a lot of time irritating each other, dredging up past (and future) frustrations and misdemeanours. Although in between there are abundant declarations of love and we eventually understand that the shouty tantrums are, in effect, signifiers of grief.

Ratcliffe’s script is finely crafted and chronologically complex, moving between the past, present and future. Sam (Tom Ratcliffe) and Noel (Michael Walters) are in the perfect relationship. Noel, being older, more laid back and assured, is often the one to smooth out Sam’s rattled and jumpy mind. This is established at the outset during which Noel agrees to rush out on an errand to placate Sam, grabbing the car keys, promising to be back in twenty minutes. The scene, and its tragic consequence, is played out multiple times, reflecting the torturous “if only…” reaction that loops in Sam’s mind – possibly forever.

Separated by death, the couple become paradoxically inseparable and what ensues is an exploration of guilt and grief. Ratcliffe effectively portrays the torment of how to cope with loss as he battles with what to cling on to and what (or rather when) to move on. The ‘reality’ of Noel’s ghost in his mind is powerful enough for Noel to take over and control the narrative. The passion brought out in the performances is undeniable, but any true sense of heartbreak is undermined by a complete lack of subtlety. We long for more poignancy and silence amidst the shouting and screaming and writhing.

Despite a reluctance to tone down the performances, Rikki Beadle-Blair directs with a flair that matches the heightened narrative, and with the clever use of video projections and Rachel Sampley’s lighting we are guided clearly through the shifts in time. We witness the couple meeting for the first time, and we are privy to posthumous revelations of infidelity. The influence of in-laws and wranglings of property and possessions are explored in an ingenious fashion by the writing, casting fresh perspective on what would normally be a run of the mill relationship. We are asked to think, and to challenge our preconceptions about how we might cope. But ultimately, as compelling as it is on paper, the emotional connection is left wanting.

The idea is not new, but the execution is innovative. The tag line is “I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you”. Sam is young when he loses the love of his life and he goes on to live a long, fulfilling life. The message is that ‘love never dies’, and they will eventually be reunited. In a hurried finale, we are treated to a slideshow of Sam’s three-score-years-and-ten that lead up to their reunion. It is a lifetime, during which Sam does move on. But is he living a lie all along?

“Wreckage” draws you in, and whirls you around in its turmoil with two (for the most part) terrific performances. But it is strangely unmoving. Petulance too often pushes grief out of the way, while the mixed message gets in the way. The character you most feel for is the underwritten Christian – Sam’s new, lifelong, partner (very briefly played by Walters). He puts up with Sam for life, while all along Sam is yearning for the day that he can join Noel again – for eternity. Really? Come on – you spent most of your time arguing!

 

 

Reviewed on 11th January 2023

by Jonathan Evans

Photography courtesy Harlow Playhouse

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

My Son’s A Queer But What Can You Do | ★★★½ | June 2021
My Night With Reg | ★★★★ | July 2021
Diva: Live From Hell | ★★★★★ | August 2022

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