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FLORA – A NEW MUSICAL

★★★

Pavilion Theatre

FLORA – A NEW MUSICAL

Pavilion Theatre

★★★

“visually stunning, perfectly capturing the bleak Island coast”

Flora, a new musical about the life of Scottish heroine Flora MacDonald, promises to be a triumphant, epic retelling of her life and story beyond her famed accomplishment. There are certainly glimmers of it in this production, but this is a tonally inconsistent show which feels like it tries to pull together too many elements that don’t quite match. Directed by Stasi Schaeffer, this show is a great place to start with reclaiming the story of Flora’s famous life.

The show, as the title denotes, is all about the life of Flora MacDonald. We start with the most famed part of her story: her journey of helping to smuggle Bonnie Price Charlie to the Isle of Skye in an attempt to evade government troops following the Battle of Culloden. The musical goes on to tell the story of the rest of her life: her marriage, children, emigration to North America and troubles with the American Revolutionary Way, and her eventual return to Skye. The story is told through two Floras: Flora Junior (Karen Fishwick) who we follow as she lives out her tale, and Flora Senior (Annie Grace) who is narrating her various trials and adventures.

The entire show, not only the songs, is told through rhyme. Perhaps this is to emulate the celtic storytelling of the show, perhaps not. Unfortunately the impressiveness of the feat does not carry through to the effectiveness of the writing. By building themselves such a rigid structure to work in throughout, the words of Belle Jones and John Kielty often realise themselves with messy partial rhymes and poor scansion of rhythm. That said, for all that some of the words were scrappy, it was incredible and much needed to hear so much Gaelic spoken in such a large scale production.

The music is pleasant and joyous, and excels in its trad arrangements and use of actor-musicians. Indeed, it is always impressive to see actors playing their instruments as well as talking, walking, singing and dancing. It was incredibly effective during the ceilidh scenes to have the actors holding their instruments, but the ‘pit’ section of the stage next to the main set felt messy and sometimes the instruments were holding back from the physical storytelling of the actors. The strongest song in the show, where the two Floras sing a duet together about their imminent return home, stood out in its simplicity. The lyrics here were beautiful, and the melody quietly triumphant. This being near the end left a lasting impression with us of the best of the show.

The set (Frances Collier) was visually stunning, perfectly capturing the bleak Island coast. The costuming (Jennie Lööf) of the two Floras was effective in its quiet mirroring, however for a show that was predominantly period costuming some elements felt out of place (I don’t think they made skinny Levi’s jeans in the 1700s…). The lighting (Benny Goodman), like the set, captured the tone of the show and weaved in wonderfully with the storytelling.

For a show all about one woman, and a very well known one at that, this show required a strong lead to carry its weight: and it delivered. Karen Fishwick provided a detailed, determined and layered performance of Flora. She excelled at providing a clear path through some muddled writing, and her voice was at once tenderly soft and strong when needed. The ensemble did well in backing her up, and altogether provided perfectly consistent support.

The show clearly has a great deal of strength to it, but it strikes me as a show which has not had enough time to gestate and come together cleanly. It does well in allowing us as an audience to experience more of Flora’s life than we ever may have heard of, but as a musical it needs some work.



FLORA – A NEW MUSICAL

Pavilion Theatre

Reviewed on 26th March 2026

by Kathryn McQueen

Photography by Ewen Weatherspoon


 

 

 

 

FLORA

FLORA

FLORA

THE ISLAND OF MOOR

★★½

Hope Theatre

THE ISLAND OF MOOR

Hope Theatre

★★½

“there is a fascinating truth at the heart of the story”

Whether deliberate or not (and kudos if deliberate) a warm odour hangs over the tight theatre space ahead of The Island of Moor.

It has a potent kick, familiar to anyone who has occupied a field under siege from the elements and thought it a holiday. It is the stench of clothes that never dry, the fug of earthy mulch, and the omnipresent stew of mildew and sweat.

Camping.

From this filthy congregation of damp rags and wilted canvas emerges Robert James Moor (James Lyon) – dirt on his face and bean juice in his stubble. He is surprised to see us, not least because we must have survived the monsters that supposedly prowl this place.

“I’m not delusional,” he reassures Jemima, one of a clutch of plastic ducks he treats as friends.

He shares with us the routine of his day – The Watch, wherein he patrols his space, and The Orders which come from “her”. On the day of our visit, “she” delivers these instructions via a low-flying helicopter.

According to Moor, there has been an apocalypse, and he has fled the remnants of society to hole up here. He is waiting for “her” to bring about some kind of restoration.

Who is she? And who is he?

Those are the questions.

In all this, Lyon, with his Scottish brogue, and his fluctuating cheeky-chappie demeanour, keeps us briefly amused and interested.

And then, 40 minutes later, we are done.

Once we have spent a short time with Moor and heard snippets from his uneventful army life, the production canters to a close, as if embarrassed by its lack of substance. Writer/director Candice Mac has nothing much to say, says it twice to fill out the minutes, then turns off the lights.

But there is one more item of business before we conclude and that is the killer twist which bears this whole structure. No spoilers – but it is perhaps necessary to point out that there is a fascinating truth at the heart of the story.

I mention this solely because this truth seems to inhibit the writer to a state of creative paralysis. To be faithful to the scant facts, she attempts few explorations of character or psyche and, in their absence, offers no flights of fancy or supposition. There is no trail of biscuit crumbs for the audience to follow that might lead us to understand who this man was and why he lived on this particular island in this particular manner.

Instead, there is an honourable if flattened sense of distance and respect.

Not a play then, or even a story, but an intriguing footnote.

Short and sweet.



THE ISLAND OF MOOR

Hope Theatre

Reviewed on 26th March 2026

by Giles Broadbent

Photography by Isadora Baccon


 

 

 

 

THE ISLAND OF MOOR

THE ISLAND OF MOOR

THE ISLAND OF MOOR