Ibsen’s The Lady from the Sea has surfaced onto the Donmar stage in an adaptation by Elinor Cook and directed by soon-to-be Young Vic Artistic Director Kwame Kwei-Armah.
The eponymous Lady is Ellida, daughter of a lighthouse-keeper, second wife to dependable but dull Dr. Wangel, and step-mother to his daughters Bolette and Hilde. Ellida is tormented both by the loss of their infant son and by the memory of a sailor she met in her teens, and made a pact with to marry when he returned.
Following their production of The Truth, also by Florian Zeller, the Menier Chocolate Factory, director Lindsay Posner and translator Christopher Hampton have teamed up again for the English language world premiere of The Lie.
Two middle-aged couples are living a chic upper-middle-class lifestyle in Paris, but with secrets buried just below the apparently idyllic surface.
If you’ve ever wondered whether the typical National Theatre audience is mainly comprised of liberal white Remain voters, wonder no more. The first few minutes of the press night for The Majority emphatically confirmed this to be the case. That tangential bombshell aside, The Majority is less clichéd than its National press night crowd. Rob Drummond’s new show is less a play and more a piece of storytelling with added participatory morality.
Gangsta Granny, Birmingham Stage Company’s production of David Walliams’ bestselling children’s book, has arrived in the West End. Suitable for kids aged 5 and over, the show is a perfect antidote to cries of ‘Grannies are boring!’.
I’m not generally into sci-fi, but I do like to dip my toe into space now and then. My interest has been bolstered in recent months and years by things like the occasional series of Stargazing Live on BBC2 (no, I don’t fancy Professor Brian Cox) and the fact the UK currently has an actual real-life astronaut on the International Space Station in the form of the super-cool Tim Peake. This all meant that Alistair McDowall’s new play X, set on a research base on Pluto, was intriguing enough to me to make it worth a visit.
This time last year, I was sipping champagne on the Royal Opera House outdoor terrace prior to perching (literally) on my high-chair seat to enjoy the 2015 Oliviers ceremony. This year, unfortunately, having not had the same privilege of being a panellist for the Awards, I am instead lounging on my sofa and have to wait, like the majority of the theatre-loving world, to watch the highlights on TV later tonight. However, a fellow 2015 panellist and I couldn’t quite resist the temptation to rustle up our own predictions for who will win this year’s Awards…