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MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS

★★★★★

Edinburgh International Festival

MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS

Edinburgh International Festival

★★★★★

“a work of rare ambition: visually striking, musically daring, dramatically urgent”

Scottish Ballet’s Mary, Queen of Scots opens with Elizabeth I illuminated in a pool of light as white petals fall — winter, the end of a life. On her deathbed, she recalls her cousin and rival, Mary. From the first image, this is a dance of power, rivalry, and survival.

Directors Sophie Laplane and James Bonas construct a narrative without words, weaving gesture, image, and movement into a tapestry of grief, betrayal, and destiny. Their choreography blends lyrical pointe work with physical, almost sculptural, contemporary movement. A simple set of shifting white walls, designed by Soutra Gilmour, traps and releases the dancers, creating psychological intensity one moment and expansive space the next.

The production is rich in visual symbolism. Cabinets of curiosities act as both hiding places and portals; walls rise and fall like barriers of state; shadows transform dancers into spiders weaving the webs of their lives. Anouar Brissel’s projections are beautifully mapped across surfaces, while Bonnie Beecher’s lighting design is poetic and inventive, carving images of power and fragility. Costumes, too, flow seamlessly with the dancers’ movement — never ornamental, always integral.

Laplane and Bonas’s sense of dramatic storytelling ensures the work never drifts into abstraction. They create tension between characters, then expand it into group action charged with psychological weight. Themes of duality echo throughout: two queens, two crowns, black and white, snow and feathers, mother and son, past and future. A striking black-and-white pas de deux. Nothing is ever simple. Darnley and Rizzio dance a brotherly duet that evolves into a bro-mantic, then passionate, encounter. Boys being “boys” — choices that lead to tragic ends.

The company dances with precision and unity, moving like a murmuration of starlings — fluid, synchronised, yet alive with individuality. The seriousness of the subject never excludes joy. Bursts of Scottish identity punctuate the movement: a Highland fling erupts into the pointe work, playful steps lighten sombre passages, and even a regal walk becomes a witty parallel stroll en pointe or a bourrée on the knees while walking a wheeled dog. These touches bring levity without breaking the intensity.

The score, composed by Michael P. Atkinson and Mikael Karlsson, is itself a pas de deux. Classical and traditional styles collide with contemporary soundscapes, reflecting the complex interplay between history and the present. Conducted by Martin Yates and played with clarity and power, the music gives the production its heartbeat.

Mary, Queen of Scots, succeeds not just as a retelling of history but as a work of metaphor and resonance. It conveys the inexpressible: the loneliness of power, the fragility of legacy, the impossibility of reconciling opposites. Black and white never blend into grey; they remain in stark, unresolved tension.

By the close, many threads are drawn together with impressive coherence. Elizabeth looks back on her life, while James — the future king — steps forward into his reign. It is an ending that is both inevitable and moving.

Scottish Ballet has created a work of rare ambition: visually striking, musically daring, dramatically urgent. Mary, Queen of Scots, balances symbolism with storytelling, history with humanity. It is dance-theatre of the highest order — and a triumph.



MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS

Edinburgh International Festival

Reviewed on 16th August 2025 at Festival Theatre

by Louis Kavouras

Photography by Andy Ross

 

 

 

 

 

 

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EVITA

★★★★

The London Palladium

EVITA

The London Palladium

★★★★

“an enjoyably bold twist on a classic”

In a theatre landscape overrun by the contemporary glitz of Six, & Juliet and yet another adaptation of an early 2000s chick-flick – it’s a big ask to dazzle audiences with a seventies relic telling the tale of an Argentine political powerhouse, but Jamie Lloyd’s new production of Evita certainly gives it a good go.

From the off it almost feels as if you could be sitting in NYC watching the recent Sunset Boulevard: this is classic Lloyd. We’re talking sparse stage, bleak colours and characters refusing to look each other in the eye. But despite the harsh initial impression it leaves, this production of Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Webber’s classic musical packs a mighty punch and certainly pushes the boat out for what we’ve come to love and expect of the usually colourful, safe Lloyd Webber shows.

Just in case you’ve managed to dodge the plot for the past fifty years, Evita follows the story of Eva Peron, an Argentine political leader and second wife to former president Juan Peron. We follow Eva from her days of ambitious youth in the slums of Argentina to her remarkable ascension to power and fame, and finally through to her untimely demise. Rachel Zegler takes on the role of Eva with fierce, soaring vocals that bring a desperately needed new lease of life to this score. The American actress exudes seemingly endless energy as she struts, gyrates and bops her way around the stage (choreography by Fabian Aloise). Indeed, Zegler barely has a moment to catch her breath (as emphasised by Diego Andres Rodriguez, who plays Che, sneaking her water bottle onstage mid dance break) and is present for Eva’s entire journey. Despite her youth, Zegler plays the two decades span of Eva’s life with clarity and grace; often reminding us that Eva herself was only thirty-three years old when she passed away from cervical cancer. However, one can’t help but wish Zegler would step outside of her box a little more and really take the bull by the horns: a little less prettiness and a little more grit would been welcome.

Throughout Lloyd’s updated production one can really tell they are watching a show made for 2025. Some of the modernisms work beautifully (groovy drum solos during Dangerous Jade and the ensemble twerking to Eva, Beware of the City; I’m looking at you) and some of them really miss the mark: the Camp Rock style E-V-I-T-A chant implanted into Rainbow High implants the audience in entirely the wrong atmosphere.

A much-anticipated stand out moment of the show was of course Zegler’s Don’t Cry For Me Argentina delivered live from an outside balcony thanks to the help of some handy camerawork. For those of us inside the theatre, it really felt as if Eva was becoming untouchable as she rose power; no longer a tangible entity for us to hold. Either that or she was out with her Descamisados in the street and we, the elite, were not privy to her love stuck inside our bejewelled theatre boxes. Either way the FOMO was real.

The plight of the Descamisados (‘without shirts’ in Spanish which is quite literal for Rodriguez in this production) has never been more clearly shown than with the brutal visuals of Che; bloodied, battered and cowering on the floor, cruelly doused in paint in the colours of the country he adores. Rodriguez brings a charismatic charm to the role which matches the sass of Zegler perfectly. Indeed, the pair have beautiful chemistry, playfully flirting their way through the score in an effort to make Eva’s rise and Che’s fall all the more heartbreaking and impactful.

The design elements of the show (Soutra Gilmour set and costume, Jon Clark lighting and Adam Fisher sound) take a while to get going. One feels, much like Eva’s own story, that the show peaks in the middle, with the bookends being a little sluggish and dull. While Zegler prances around mostly in a bralette and shorts (not what you typically expect of Eva Peron), the ensemble costumes seem to grow to match the acquisition of Eva’s wealth. There’s a nice touch towards the end of act one as the ensemble emerge dressed identically to the two Perons: a people united in reflecting their leaders.

The real standout song of the show is The Art of the Possible. Traditionally a moment devoted to the hyper-masculine, military ensemble, Llyod has reimagined this moment as a beautiful reminder of the power Eva held. While still sung by men, the song is led by a female ensemble member who, whilst dressed to the nines in a pseudo military get up, exudes power and sultriness as she guides each female assassin standing behind the soldiers in their executions. Deaths that come in the package of a popped balloon (or not popped in the case of one poor ensemble member) and Argentinian blue confetti.

We are happily appeased by the traditional image we crave of Eva Person – the jewels, the gown, the blonde hair – though Zegler’s stark stripping of these elements as we watch through the camera lens is yet another reminder that this is a show that’s fighting back against our desires. Still, the act one finale gives us the grandiose we yearn for: more confetti canons than you’ve seen in your life and elated ensemble vocals drowning out a bloodied, broken Che. In fact, the ensemble excel throughout and seamlessly fill the stage with their flowing, coordinated movements, though one does feel these start to get samey pretty quickly. The ending, much like the beginning, is stark, modern, and just a little uninteresting given the heights we’ve seen this show reach before. Despite a few teething problems (a very noisy backdrop that insisted on being lowered during quiet songs and the ensemble’s lack of ability to coordinate their consonant placement) this production holds real power and is a clear reminder of the harsh, cruel reality of Evita’s story.

While the highlighted elements of elected power versus the power of the people are certainly relevant to today’s bleak political landscape, the show lacks the overall gritty punch of a call to arms. But whether this is the most needed piece of theatre right now or not, it’s certainly an entertaining night out and an enjoyably bold twist on a classic.



EVITA

The London Palladium

Reviewed by Kathryn McQueen

Photography by Marc Brenner

 

 


 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

QUEEN BY CANDLENIGHT | ★★★★ | April 2025
FIGARO: AN ORIGINAL MUSICAL | ★★ | February 2025
HELLO, DOLLY! | ★★★★ | July 2024
THE ADDAMS FAMILY A MUSICAL COMEDY – LIVE IN CONCERT | ★½ | February 2024
TRUE TALES OF SEX, SUCCESS AND SEX AND THE CITY | ★★★½ | February 2024
DEATH NOTE – THE MUSICAL IN CONCERT | ★★★★ | August 2023

 

 

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