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IT WALKS AROUND THE HOUSE AT NIGHT

★★★★

Southwark Playhouse Borough

IT WALKS AROUND THE HOUSE AT NIGHT

Southwark Playhouse Borough

★★★★

“a well-conjured fright fest, a confident piece of storytelling and a wholly entertaining experience”

The play that brought writer Tim Foley to award-winning attention was Electric Rosary, which featured a robot nun. With this new work, he sticks with matters spiritual but turns his attention to the classic haunted house mystery.

We’re talking ghosts, shadows, ancient curses and the portrait of a sickly child.

This is obviously a one-man play, that man being the dynamic and companionable George Naylor. Only he isn’t alone, is he? Because there is Pete Malkin and Joshua Pharo and Tom Robbins as well.

They are, in turn, sound designer, lighting and video designer, and set designer. They deserve upfront credits because they work wonders. The production is sensational in all interpretations of that word, filling the black box with sufficient jump-scares, crashes, whoops, and spooky backdrops to create something akin to a theme park ride.

Then there’s director Neil Bettles who has taken a cinematic script and devised an evening packed with theatrical trickery to match Foley’s fireworks.

To the story then, and the small seed which grows and keeps growing until, at one point, you think: enough with the new things. We’re beginning to lose our way.

Which is an apt analogy. For Joe (Naylor), a down-on-his-luck actor, has been commissioned by sinister toff David Linden to walk around the eerie perimeter of Paragon House in period costume to frighten his nieces who are staying for the holidays.

Doesn’t turn out like that, of course, because Joe fears he is not the only one making the mysterious trudge through the dense thickets and lonely trails. There may be two people circling the house. Or maybe three. And maybe not even people at all.

Announcing a character called The Dancer (Oliver Baines) upfront doesn’t give the game away but does suggest we are not alone in unusual and kinetic ways.

Joe wants to leave, but he fancies David and he’s getting paid an astronomical sum. Also, there’s a strange compulsion to untangle this knotty puzzle. Because Paragon House was demolished decades ago according to Google, and who is that man at the window?

Critics of Electric Rosary declared that Foley tried to cram too much into the second half. He avoids part of that problem here by not having a second half at all – no interval snifter to settle the nerves – but he does insist on wringing the cloth dry in search of a topper. The plot, like the forest, gets thicker and more impenetrable the further we wander in.

However, there’s no escaping the grip of this play: it is a well-conjured fright fest, a confident piece of storytelling and a wholly entertaining experience if your idea of fun involves a growing sense of menace.

 

IT WALKS AROUND THE HOUSE AT NIGHT

Southwark Playhouse Borough

Reviewed on 9th March 2026

by Giles Broadbent

Photography by Tommy Ga-Ken Wan


 

 

 

 

IT WALKS AROUND THE HOUSE AT NIGHT

IT WALKS AROUND THE HOUSE AT NIGHT

IT WALKS AROUND THE HOUSE AT NIGHT

DANCE PEOPLE

★★★

Edinburgh International Festival

DANCE PEOPLE

Edinburgh International Festival

★★★

“As the sun sets, darkness transforms the space, and the lighting takes full effect”

An empty courtyard. A red ribbon separates the performance space from the audience area. Lebanese-French dance company Maqamat takes the stage—or rather, the quad. We’re in the Old College Quad, surrounded by lights, a dance floor, movable red stairs, and rolling platforms. Choreographers Omar Rajeh and Mia Habis have promised us an interactive dance performance.

The dancers greet the guests warmly. This is a charming company—open, inviting. We are given instructions about the rolling platforms: we may join the dance if we wish, or watch from the sidelines.

An announcement begins. We are addressed as citizens. We are told, this is a work about people—about movement and motion, leading and following, conforming and resisting.

The ribbon is cut. We are invited into space. Humans do what is natural: we move toward open spaces. We migrate, infiltrate, collect, and immigrate. We watch as people find places. The best place—a place where they can lean or sit. Survey or interact.

This piece merges the kinesthetic world of the dancer with that of the viewer. Here, there is no distinction—we are all citizens of this space. The company deliberately erases and annihilates the boundaries between stage and audience, performer and observer—this is a common space and a shared dance.

Thirty minutes into the piece, the kinetic part of the dance begins.

It becomes clear that this contemporary dance company has its distinctive kinetic style—movement initiated centrally, flowing from the core to the periphery of the body. Motion fluid with percussive, vibratory, ricocheting elements—full of rebound and drive. There’s a strong sense of contact: with each other, with the space itself.

The choreography incorporates basic locomotor actions—skipping, galloping, stomping, leaps —executed with spontaneity, at times improvised, movement in waves that swell outward and then fall back into the body’s core or the pack’s center. Though it seems improvised, it is clear that the vocabulary is deeply understood and embedded in the company’s practice. This group knows and understands itself and the process of doing what they do.

Movement happens solo, then in duets, until eventually a collective energy forms—something like a rave, a dance pack that migrates draws the audience into participation. Soon, everyone is dancing. The work is fully immersive. The music is live with a live DJ also mixing our aural world.

As the sun sets, darkness transforms the space, and the lighting takes full effect. The audio engineer roams among the crowd. Platforms roll. Lights pulsate a-rhythmically. The Old Quad buildings get bathed in light and projection. New spaces are defined and isolated. A visual artist makes several works. There are introductions, interviews with audience members recounting their lives and occupations. Letters are addressed and announced to all kinds of individuals. Movement instructions appear on the walls. The audience follows or resists. In the final moments, all the taped red divisions and marked boundaries are ripped away, and worn as a final dance costume. The boundaries and demarcations are the outer casing.

Dance People claims in its publicity to explore power structures, the collisions between democracy and dictatorship, activism and politics. It promises bold new forms. Yet much of what unfolds feels familiar—maybe that’s the point. Unthreatening dictators dictate and direct our lives and actions. We follow and often enjoy where we are taken, or we resist and do our own thing.

The ingredients of this work are interesting, concepts and images we’ve seen before. Symbolic red objects ultimately do not transcend their abstract metaphor. In the end, it feels less like a radical act and more like another immersive performance in an unconventional space. Been there before. Done that dance already. I’m sure I will do it again.

 



DANCE PEOPLE

Edinburgh International Festival

Reviewed on 8th August 2025 at Old College Quad

by Louis Kavouras

Photography by Tommy Ga-Ken Wan

 

 

 

 

 

 

DANCE PEOPLE

DANCE PEOPLE

DANCE PEOPLE