There are some lovely set-piece scenes in this new play, but its plodding dramaturgy takes too long to develop, and the climactic ending is rushed.
There are some gay men through whom the word ‘Judy’ runs like a stick of cheap rock. To question their devotion to the long-deceased Ms Garland is to adopt the same dangerous stance as contemporary Twitter heretics who suggest the much-loved Sheridan Smith may be a bit of a flake for not turning up to work six nights a week.
I first saw – and adored – Through the Mill when it premiered at the London Theatre Workshop (then above a pub in Fulham) last year. I was delighted when the show, which revolves around three pivotal periods in the life of Judy Garland, announced its transfer to the – much larger, more centrally located […]
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