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While the Sun Shines

While the Sun Shines

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Orange Tree Theatre

While the Sun Shines

While the Sun Shines

Orange Tree Theatre

Reviewed – 25th November 2021

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“Paul Miller’s direction is most assured in the fast-paced, boot-stamping physical moments”

 

An English sailor, American bombardier and French lieutenant walk into a room. Soon they are sleeping together, playing craps for a Duke’s daughter and arguing for cross-border consensus on that timeless question echoing across dancefloors: what is love. There are plenty of belly laughs, but the unique achievement of this production (a revival from 2019) is in pulling through the real emotional stakes of muddling through relationships in your twenties. Amidst designer Simon Daw’s period design, costumes, hair are characters pleading to know the difference between loving someone and being in love. Sally Rooney eat your heart out.

Philip Labey as the Earl of Harpenden – a wonderfully smarmy Algernon Moncrieff type – is the vehicle for much of this. Where most of writer Terence Rattigan’s characters are comic stocks of military bravado or sheltered naivete, Labey has to run the gamut from diminutive camp drollery to genuine insecurity and back to loving earnestness. He shares a clean sense of comedic timing with Michael Lumsden (his military father in law) and both – with the help of dialect coach Emma Woodvine – have delightfully aristocratic accents down pat.

Conor Glean’s Mid-Atlantic is, unfortunately, not as effective. He has the hulking, rugby-player’s physicality for Lieutenant Mulvaney, but his dialogue proves a stumbling block. He is dealt a tough hand from Rattigan – a script chock-a-block with β€˜gee’s β€˜darn’s and β€˜see ya’s – but Glean’s inflection comes off all too often like Goofy, not an irresistible love-interest. It’s not that When the Sun Shines is exactly a case-study in dramatic realism, but it feels like the accent becomes a distraction: to the audience and Glean himself.

It might not be so obvious if his foil – Jordan MifsΓΊd’s French lovebird – wasn’t so forcibly funny. His accent isn’t a masterpiece of authenticity either, but he masterfully paints the picture of trembling, white-hot, Parisian passion. It’s a wonderfully idiosyncratic performance, teasing out snickers from the audience even while he forms the background to dialogue he isn’t a part of.

Most importantly, MifsΓΊd is a key part of the gathering momentum which drives this production home. Paul Miller’s direction is most assured in the fast-paced, boot-stamping physical moments: when the men pile out Harpenden’s room like a clown car, or Mulvaney and Lady Elizabeth Randall (played with burbling naivete by Rebecca Collingwood) drunkenly dance in the living room. There is a general sense of acceleration, checked only by a few moments of romance; these are managed movingly and it is refreshing to see an Intimacy Director, Yarit Dor, on the list of creatives.

Daw’s set is a simple, effective vehicle for these changes of pace: between a drinks cabinet, sofa and table he leaves enough space for Miller to block actors so that the audience never loses sight in the round. Lighting by Mark Doublebay doesn’t have much to do in a sitting room setting, but he squeezes in a charming window effect, which has the stage pooling with sunlight convincingly.

It’s not exactly the radical subversion of gender promised in the programme notes, but it does achieve something unique for a farce. In the intimate Orange Tree Theatre, Miller’s pulls off meaningful relationships between characters who are not all stereotyped and at the same time delivers the frenetic, off-the-walls energy of West End mainstays like One Man, Two Guvnors. The only draw-back to squeezing that much energy into such a space? John Hudson (a quiet star as Harpenden’s butler) literally bounces off a wall as he runs offstage and misses the curtain call with a bloody nose.

 

 

Reviewed by Daniel Shailer

Photography by Ali Wright

 


While the Sun Shines

Orange Tree Theatre until 8th January

 

Other shows reviewed this month:
Abigail’s Party | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Park Theatre | November 2021
Brian and Roger | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Menier Chocolate Factory | November 2021
Footfalls and Rockaby | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Jermyn Street Theatre | November 2021
Hedda Gabler | β˜…β˜…β˜… | The Maltings Theatre | November 2021
Indecent Proposal | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Southwark Playhouse | November 2021
La Clique | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Christmas in Leicester Square | November 2021
Le Petit Chaperon Rouge | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | The Coronet Theatre | November 2021
Little Women | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Park Theatre | November 2021
Marlowe’s Fate | β˜…β˜…β˜… | White Bear Theatre | November 2021
Six | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Vaudeville Theatre | November 2021
The Choir of Man | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Arts Theatre | November 2021
The Good Life | β˜…β˜… | Cambridge Arts Theatre | November 2021
The Sugar House | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Finborough Theatre | November 2021
Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike | β˜…β˜…β˜… | Charing Cross Theatre | November 2021
Blue / Orange | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | Royal & Derngate | November 2021

 

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The Worst Witch

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Vaudeville Theatre

The Worst Witch

The Worst Witch

Vaudeville Theatre

Reviewed – 28th July 2019

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“The energy of the performance carries the story along, sweeping the audience up in a tide of laughter”

 

This review is a joint effort by me and nine year old Manu, a big fan of the Worst Witch books and TV series. We both enjoyed it a lot.

The book was adapted for the stage by Emma Reeves, who also devised the TV series. She has a real understanding of Jill Murphy’s books, and has done a great job of bringing the world of Mildred Hubble and her friends to the stage. Manu says it was as good as the TV episodes, but different. Theresa Heskins, the director, was faced with a host of challenges including disappearing people, broomstick flying, cats, and a Shenanigans spell. Luckily she had a magic advisor, John Bulleid, an esteemed member of the magic circle, who clearly knows a thing or two about how to make the impossible happen. We were still trying to figure out how they got Enid into the suitcase, as we walked to the tube station after the show.

Danielle Bird is a wonderfully endearing and hopeless Mildred, Out of her depth but brave enough to stand up to bullies big and small and to fight for her friends. Manu’s favourite characters from among the children were Ethel and Enid, played by Rosie Abraham and Consuela Rolle. He said Ethel was really good at being mean and just full of herself and Enid was crazy funny. I agree with him, Abrahams kept Ethel at just the right pitch of vile, making her change of heart quite poignant, and Rolle’s Enid is a real force of nature. Mildred and her best friend Maud, played by Rebecca Killick did an impressive piece of comedy aerial work on their broomsticks and developed their friendship through adversity very nicely.

Manu’s favourite adult in the show was the hugely impressive Polly Lister, who played both Miss Cackle and Agatha, her evil twin. Before the show started we read the programme, and wondered how she would manage to do both. Manu tried to figure out how she would be able to manage if she had a scene that both characters were in. Well, we discovered that she managed very well indeed, giving an absolute tour de force performance in the second act, belting out songs, killing a sock and generally becoming hilariously unhinged. It was Manu’s β€˜best bit,’and mine too.

Manu’s final comment is that he would tell his friends to go and see it, because it’s really good and they would like it.

Simon Daw’s simple, quirky design nicely evokes the feeling of a school for witches, and the sound and lighting, by Leigh Davis and Aideen Malone conjure magic when needed, and the right atmosphere all the time. There are some cracking songs too, composed by Luke Potter. I’m humming one as I write this. The music is performed by four versatile cast members, two of them playing multiple instruments.

The Worst Witch is a fabulous fun show for kids and adults. The energy of the performance carries the story along, sweeping the audience up in a tide of laughter, drama and a real empathy for girls like Mildred. It’s a show with a big heart and a large helping of joy.

 

Reviewed by Katre

Photography by Manuel Harlan

 


The Worst Witch

Vaudeville Theatre until 8th September

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:
Lady Windermere’s Fan | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2018
Them/Us | β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2019
Three Sisters | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2019

 

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