LIFE RAFT at the Bristol Old Vic

Life Raft is undeniably bleak, and at times all seems futile: ‘Let’s row’- ‘Where to?’- ‘To the end.’ There is cynicism, too, as when democracy is dismissed as a system where ‘even idiots get the vote’. But we also see signs of hope for humanity. A key turning point in the play occurs when, driven by superstition, the children decide that their troubles are rooted in the fact that there are thirteen of them. What follows is a kind of dreadful balloon debate, when each of them is urged to justify his or her survival and nominate someone who should not be spared . . . Bleak, yes, but very powerful.

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The EVER HOPEFUL Rep Season at the So & So Club

Although strictly speaking the So & So Arts Club in London is out of our jurisdiction we are including their Ever Hopeful Rep Season because, firstly, we like rep and secondly, because the club is open to all artists and actors and makes a great base/focal point for actors visiting London from the provinces. Last night Graham Wyles saw Mercy by Clare Whitehead. This short, delicate and sensitively acted, interior play is perfectly suited to the congenial atmosphere of the So and So’s premises in Fredericks Place and is a welcome piece of new writing for an often neglected part of society.

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4 x 4 Ephemeral Architectures at Oxford Playhouse

There were some really lovely moments. In one scene, the jugglers were working with clubs, rolling them in circles on the floor. They became waves, and the ballet dancers leant on the jugglers backs, as if they were floating. In another scene, the jugglers were working with hoops, and the ballet dancers flowed among them effortlessly, somehow never bringing the whole display crashing down . . . Maybe ballet, and juggling, and living, do share something. Each requires precision. Each has a pattern, and if everyone understands the pattern then you don’t end up crashing into one another.

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ANNIE on tour

The director, Nikolai Foster, has give us a spirited little girl, winsome in all the right places, yet streetwise enough to make her way on the mean streets amongst the other industrial waste from a heartless economic system, yet with enough innocent brass to give ‘Mr President’ a pointer or two on how to solve the world’s economic problems. Last night’s Annie, Sophia Pettit, was everything the director could have wanted: with a bright, attractive singing voice and a confidence that belied her years she radiated the optimism that forms the cornerstone of this show’s message and is summed up in the anthemic “Tomorrow”.

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BRISTOL FESTIVAL OF PUPPETRY 2015

L’HOMME CONTENT DE RIEN at the Tobacco Factory on 4th September by La Compagnie des Chemins de Terre. A jovial undertaker, Rene, struggles, partly perhaps through nerves, to contain his ebullient nature whilst addressing the audience who stand in as the relatives of a deceased man killed in some kind of accident. Before him, a banquet set out for the wake is covered by a cloth which, when drawn over the feast, becomes a shroud covering the body. It is the first of the transformations that structure this cunning piece of object theatre.

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MRS HENDERSON PRESENTS at the Theatre Royal, Bath

This is a play about age, fortitude, life, sex and much else, with a nod to the indignities of censorship. If I was at times a little lost as to where the play was taking me it didn’t really matter since, like the revue it documents and dramatises it is a gallimaufry of cameos, not least Graham Hoadly’s, Lord Cromer whose Lord Chamberlain’s song is a clever blend of Gilbert and Sullivan, Monty Python with a dash of Benny Hill.

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