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BLUE MIST

★★★★

Stratford East

BLUE MIST

Stratford East

★★★★

“bursts with life and complexity”

Olivier nominated ‘Blue Mist’ makes its second UK tour stop after a sold out 2023 Royal Court premiere. It’s a timely, important piece that shifts the conversation around British South Asian Muslim experience, reclaiming and rehumanising the narrative. Already strong, with a few tweaks it could be exceptional.

Disillusioned J has almost given up on his dream of becoming a journalist – until his brothers from other mothers, Rash and Sif, convince him to enter a prestigious competition with a pitch on shisha safe spaces. When he wins, it feels like his big break – until producers insist on a more “honest” narrative. Will J break the cycle or become part of it?

Mohamed-Zain Dada’s script radiates humanity, centring three young Muslim men who love, tease and support each other despite their differences. Their care for their community feels lived in, as do the dialogue and cultural references. It’s also wickedly funny. The surreal streak mostly works, though the Daft Punk heads and Disneyfied vocal detour feel like bigger leaps of logic. However the play’s textured, joyfully complex portrayal of British Muslim life deserves celebration.

Milli Bhatia’s direction draws out the trio’s bond with wholesome clarity. The epitome of brothers-from-other-mothers, their easy warmth creates some deeply human moments – like discussing Rash’s plan for an aunties-only safe space. The contrasting surrealist angle adds contemporary bite, though tonal shifts could sometimes use finessing – the sing-songy ‘A Spoonful of Muslim’ feels like a leap, and though the ceiling closing in is a powerful metaphor, keeping it shut leaves the world harder to read. Similarly, more static scenes could do with clearer contextual cues. Still, it’s a distinctive and compelling directorial voice.

Theophilus O. Bailey’s movement direction really shines, opening with a gorgeous, ballet esque tableau of male grace before shifting into a slick mix of styles. The movement sits naturally within scenes – though some are overly static – and there’s comical contrast through Fiona and Mike, as well as punchy, modern transition sequences.

Tomás Palmer’s design is stunning, with sunken shisha lounge and neon lighting. Different levels create striking visuals – especially the trio rising from the blue mist. The lowered ceiling adds boxing ring tension, though makes other scenes trickier to interpret. Elliot Griggs’ lighting is narrative and artistic, guiding the story with subtle pulses, and heightening the drama with sharper bursts and contrasts. Elena Peña’s sound brims with youthful swagger, though occasionally a little too loudly. The costumes add Western and South Asian flair.

Omar Bynon gives Jihad conflicted weight, played with conviction even if the climactic scene could use a touch more grounding. Azan Ahmed meets the material with striking honesty, delivering an endearing Rashid who’s genuinely trying to change after a teenage mistake. Kashif Ghole’s Asif nails the comedy, while admitting he doesn’t have all the answers and letting us in on his heartbreak. Sanjeev Bhaskar lends his voice as Chunky, full of life and warmth even in absence.

‘Blue Mist’ bursts with life and complexity, sharpened by a refreshingly surreal edge. It’s a sharply drawn portrait of humanity that will resonate widely. Make sure you catch it on tour!



BLUE MIST

Stratford East

Reviewed on 11th July 2026

by Hannah Bothelton

Photography by Ali Wright


 

 

 

 

Blue Mist

Blue Mist

Blue Mist

THE HITCHHIKER’S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY

★★★★

Riverside Studios

THE HITCHHIKER’S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY

Riverside Studios

★★★★

“It is an absolute delight to interact with all these characters”


The Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is an alcoholic beverage invented by the ex-President of the Galaxy, Zaphod Beeblebrox, and is considered to be the “Best Drink in Existence.” It is said that its effects are similar to “having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick”. You can get one of these at the bar when you enter the mad-cap world of Arvind Ethan David’s adaptation of Douglas Adams’ iconic comedy science fiction franchise, “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”. You may not experience the exact side effects as described, but when you come out of the show your brain could well feel like it has had some sort of collision with a lemon-wrapped projectile. Early on, there is a karaoke-style rendition of the 4 Non Blondes song, ‘What’s Going On?’. Exactly! That very question is a leitmotif of the evening.

Adams’ brilliantly constructed odyssey began as a radio sitcom and was rapidly adapted to other formats, including a novel, comic book, BBC television series, adventure game and a feature film. The basic thrust of the story charts the (mis)adventures of the last surviving man on Earth – Arthur Dent – after the planet’s demolition to make way for a hyperspace bypass. Dent is rescued at the last minute by Ford Prefect – a human-like alien writer for the eponymous travel guide – by hitching a ride on a passing Vogon spacecraft (the Vogons, incidentally, are the ones responsible for the Earth’s destruction). Following Arthur’s rescue, the adventures begin.

Purists, and acolytes of the original, may be scandalised by the liberties taken in this stage adaptation. It begins faithfully enough, but the diversions and deviations stretch exponentially the deeper we drift into the galaxy’s outer reaches. But ‘don’t panic!’ (as per the guide’s renowned catchphrase), the journey is an absolute blast from start to finish. Even if we never reach the ‘Restaurant at the End of the Universe’. No apologies for a spoiler there. If you haven’t heard of it, or if you don’t know who Zaphod Beeblebrox or Slartibartfast are, or simply even where your towel is, then that’s your own fault. Where have you been these last millennia?

The show is an immersive, promenade performance that takes over the two main theatre spaces of the venue. Co-creator and production designer, Jason Ardizzone West, has transformed the studios into a whole other make-believe universe. Gareth Owen’s sound design whispers and shouts to us from every possible direction; while Aiden Bromley’s lighting, coupled with Leo Flint’s myriad and giant video installations, are on a breathtakingly astronomical scale. If you normally prefer to steer clear of promenade performances, fear not – the directorial team (Georgia Clarke-Day with co-directors Simon Evans and David Frias-Robles) ensure a seamless passage from space to outer space. Don’t forget to look out for ‘Marvin the Paranoid Android’ on the way – a brilliant example of Charlie Tymms’ puppet design. It must have been a technical nightmare, but this team have turned it into a technological dream.

The cast are all joyful and energetic, encapsulating their character’s particular personalities to great effect. Oliver Britten is suitably scatty and eccentric as the dilettante Ford Prefect (‘Dr Who’ casting directors – look this way). Robert Thompson’s Arthur Dent has the troubled demeanour of the constant worrier to perfection. Torn between his love for the planet and for his sweetheart (a wonderfully sassy Kat Johns-Burke as Fenchurch) he ricochets from crisis to crisis in love-sick befuddlement. Lee V G dazzles as the irrepressible, irresponsible, swaggering Zaphod Beeblebrox. Equally commanding, and majestic, is Richard Costello’s white bearded Slartibartfast, the planet maker, who is working on Earth V2, and who does a lot of useful explaining to any audience member who may be a bit in the dark by this point. However, even those familiar with the story may start to lose their way. The artistic license applied – particularly to the conclusion – does stretch the space time continuum. And the message is quite different, dolloped now as it is with saccharine doses of romanticism and greeting card platitudes. But we can’t deny the sheer upbeat positivity. It is an absolute delight to interact with all these characters; the major and the minor ones. The sexy Eccentrica Gallumbits has a walk on part in the books, but Briony Scarlett brings her centre stage. Andrew Evans adopts a forlorn yet metallic voice for the persistently depressed Marvin.

It is a rotating cast, so you may not get the exact same cast listed in this review, depending on the performance schedule. But I feel sure that any configuration will be as talented and charismatic as the next. The cast frequently break into song which, although unnecessary, is bizarrely a bonus. Other additions, that may seem odd on paper, similarly work well. An overt reference, or rather a homage, to Noël Coward’s ‘Brief Encounter’ is exceedingly cleverly executed.

You may not get the full story. And you almost certainly won’t get the answer to “life, the universe and everything”. But the answer is unimportant. In the books we never even learn what the question is. In short, so long as you don’t question “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” too much, you are in for a stellar and mind-blowing ride. Question: should you see it? Answer: an unequivocal ‘Yes!’



THE HITCHHIKER’S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY

Riverside Studios

Reviewed on 25th November 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Jason Ardizzone-West


 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY | ★★★★ | October 2025
BLESSINGS | ★★★ | October 2025
BROWN GIRL NOISE | ★★★½ | September 2025
INTERVIEW | ★★★ | August 2025
NOOK | ★★ | August 2025
A MANCHESTER ANTHEM | ★★★★ | August 2025
HAPPY ENDING | ★★★★ | July 2025
DEAR ANNIE, I HATE YOU | ★★★★ | May 2025
THE EMPIRE STRIPS BACK | ★★★★★ | May 2025
SISYPHEAN QUICK FIX  | ★★★ | March 2025

 

 

THE HITCHHIKER’S

THE HITCHHIKER’S

THE HITCHHIKER’S