As we take to our seat we see an open stage where Stephen Wight (Lee) cuts an isolated and tortured figure, pacing the stage, lost in his thoughts almost as if obsessive compulsive tendencies are playing havoc with his mind. This historic theatre is one of immense beauty, opulence, luxury and completely fitting to host this new piece written by James Phillips.
James Phillips’ new play McQueen offers a lavish tribute to one of Britain’s most acclaimed fashion designers. That Alexander McQueen was to tragically take his own life at 40 only (ghoulishly?) adds to his iconic mystique – though as the play opens with McQueen contemplating his own mortality and then proceeds to take us through what is suggested to be his last night alive, the narrative’s structure at times suggests a re-branded Arthur Miller. In place of Salesman, think Death Of A Designer.