Georgeanddat said: "It just doesn't know what it wants to be. Is it a black comedy, or a mythology play, or a political thriller or a family drama. It kind of just chooses to do all of it."
I assume that was a deliberate choice and the debate is more about whether it succeeds: yes; no; yes; maybe. I certainly enjoyed the Act I set-up that results in the family laughing at the wrong assumption that the author has lured the audience into.
This isn't in the same league as Jerusalem but it's a funny and thrilling piece of theatre. When I saw it in London a guy in the row behind me leapt up and shouted "what an ending," when the sudden release came after the slow build, and I wouldn't disagree with him. It's not a philosophical masterpiece nor is it profound nor does it offer insight into the human condition but it is both damn good fun and a damn good roller coaster ride.
ajh said: "Good point. That’s why The Mystery Of Edwin Drood never really caught on in the UK. The original West End production, mounted by the same team responsible for the Broadway hit version and with a starry cast, flopped miserably."
Yes, that's another.
Full credit to the Kinky Boots team who were determined to produce something that had an authentic voice and would therefore transfer successfully. Which, of course, it did. Full credit to
He was an admirable Ben Stone in the European premiere of Follies in Manchester in 1985.
FOLLIES- National Theatre Live Dec 22
2017, 02:08:04 PM
With respect to the performances of the actors playing Solange and Hattie, they were deliberately directed not to make star turns of their songs. Ditto Carlotta and other characters with stand-alone songs.
I think that tells us all we need to know about who had the better education.
Who saw Alfred Molina in Red? Dec 2
2017, 02:48:23 AM
I saw this at the Donmar and thought it the best thing I saw that year. I'd say being close to the actors is better although the closer you are the more risk you have of needing to use some paper towels after it's over.
Well, that was astonishing - I've never seen so many American gay men in the National Theatre!
And, beyond any shadow of a doubt, it was the best production of Follies I've seen. The book they used seemed to be an augmented version of the 1971 original. All the great dialogue was there; there were no wtf moments when something you expect to hear doesn't happen. And I saw and understood in a way I've never seen before just how well integrated the whole piec
I saw the European premier in Manchester in 1985 with my late parents, which used James Goldman's original script. We found it such an astounding experience that my father came out of the matinee and immediately booked for us all to see the show again that evening.
A couple of years later, we also saw the 1987 London production, which, sepia-tinted and watered-down and despite its lavish production values and starry cast, felt underwhelming in comparison.