Theatre

Five people sit around a suburban living room over drinks and nibbles. It could be Abigail’s Party were it not for the fact that instead of debating whether or not we like Demis Roussos, we’re discussing...

Just what is the big fuss about Heathers? It’s a school-of-Legally-Blonde musical derived from a cult movie which had an enthusiastic six-week run at The Other Palace, mostly for existing fans of the Winona...

Every follower of Bake Off or MasterChef knows you get half the marks for initiative and half for execution - so even thought still in development by the enterprising curious directive company - Gastronomic,...

I wonder if a new genre is forming in musical theatre? Let's call it 'cartoon rock' - because products like Eugenius!, Six and Knights of the Rose have little in common with the canons of Lloyd Webber, or...

There is a certain delicious irony in seeing a play about old-age and Alzheimer’s in the midst of a midweek matinee audience at Richmond Theatre. In the pub beforehand, a middle-aged woman said she’d never...

A few days after I heard Jemima Rooper yearn for a matchbox house in the suburbs in her perfect rendition of ‘Somewhere That’s Green’ from Little Shop of Horrors, here’s Katherine Parkinson - the...

The role of the monstrously pretentious housewife Beverly, created by Alison Steadman in her husband Mike Leigh’s 1977 comedy Abigail’s Party is as embedded in public consciousness as Edith Evans’...

There is undoubtedly a thrill in seeing a huge and highly professional ballet company perform one of the classic masterworks in one of the city’s most beautiful settings. If you have an impressionable young...

Does Beatrice love Benedick?  Does Macron love May?  The entente cordiale is alive and well in award-winning Antic Disposition’s lively production of Much Ado About Nothing. It’s worthwhile for two...

In Tom Latter’s stolid revival of The Rise and Fall of Little Voice at the Park Theatre, relocation to Hull does a lot for the pitiable poverty, nothing for the snappy Lancashire dialogue whose rhythms are...