You don’t have to be a wild boar (or a critic) to enjoy Wild Bore… Oh man, the sheer fucking horror of it; the burden that comes with being a straight white male critic who’s sexually retarded. How do you Crayola this shit?
The Finborough revival of Jerome K Jerome’s 1908 chamber piece continues the fringe venue’s glorious taste for dusting off forgotten works; a production that reproduces the original’s mannered sentiment and Edwardian whimsy and affirms the play’s legacy status.
The Old Vic’s Christmas Carol is enough to make a merry man out of the worst seasonal curmudgeon. It boasts an effervescent Scrooge in Rhys Ifans – all wild hair and projectile spittle, and a Tiny Tim to make your blackened heart bleed.
vo van Hove’s production, starring Bryan Cranston in the iconic Peter Finch role, makes the case for itself by inviting audience identification with Beale’s angry, uncensored, unedited, uncorroborated stream of consciousness.
Am Dram is more than a group of amateurs putting on shows for families and friends. It allows audiences to see shows not commonly found in professional settings, it builds confidence, it gives people a chance to perform in a relaxed setting.