Thursday, 19 December 2019

PANTOMIME REVIEW: ‘Cinderella’ – Phoenix Concert Hall, Fairfield Halls, Croydon (13/12/2019)


The newly re-opened Fairfield Halls offered ‘Cinderella’ in its Concert Hall rather than the usual Ashcroft Theatre. This meant that as there was no curtain, all the scenery was back-projected, something that worked very well.

The main draw for me in relation to this production was Tim Vine as Buttons, and his punning style suited the part perfectly. He also drew attention to the fact that he was quite a bit older than the Cinderella that he was in love with, and the ever-present staircase even in scenes in the forest. The other two main stars were Strictly winner, Ore Oduba, and CBeebies star, Cat Sandion. At the performance I saw, Ore did not get off to a good start having lost his ear-mic backstage, and so much of his early dialogue with the Prince (Croydon local, James Bisp) was inaudible. It was not until halfway through their musical number that a member of the ensemble dashed on with a hand-held microphone (to a huge cheer from the auditorium). Having found his ear-mic for his next entrance, he seemed to settle down, even if his part was mainly limited to showing off his dancing skills. Cat was underused, coming on for a prologue, and then having to wait until almost the end of Act 1 to meet Cinderella in the forest, and then a short time later, magic up the coach and dress. However, she did appear once more at the denouement to help free Cinders from the cellar.

Playing Cinderella, Grace Chapman, gave us an excellent Principal Girl, but with less relying on others to ‘fight her battles’ in this post ‘#MeToo’ age. Her singing voice, mainly in duets with the Prince, was also excellent. In this production, she had three villains to contend with - as well as her Ugly Step-Sisters, Tess (Jason Marc-Williams) and Claudia (Alistair Barron), she also had to deal with the brains of the outfit, her wicked American Step-Mother, the Baroness (Katie Cameron).

The script by Will Brenton was excellent, including some jokes that I had never heard before. Several old favourites were present and correct – the ghost bench routine, ‘The Twelve Days of Christmas’ (which had a witty alternative to the ‘bra made to hold three’, and in which whilst everyone else ran about madly, Tim Vine managed to stand absolutely still), and the Song-Sheet featuring Tim Vine’s ‘Deep’ song.



Highly recommended. ****


Monday, 30 September 2019

THEATRE REVIEW: ‘The Hound of the Baskervilles’ – Abney Park Cemetery (09 Lives)


THEATRE REVIEW: ‘The Hound of the Baskervilles’ – Abney Park Cemetery (09 Lives)


A production of HOUND, in a Victorian graveyard…at night.










Described as “an eerie installation of sound, light and mystery”, this immersive promenade performance was certainly one of the best of the forty or so versions of the story that I have seen on stage and screen or heard on audio.

The venue, Abney Park Cemetery in Stoke Newington, was opened in 1840 and was formed from the estates of Fleetwood House and Abney House, the latter of which had been the home of renowned non-conformist and hymn writer Isaac Watts. This association quickly made Abney the foremost burial ground for Dissenters – those practising their religion outside the established church. 

Finding the cemetery with seconds to spare (Google Maps sending me towards the wrong gate), I joined a large group which was being given a safety briefing. Volunteers with torches would be accompanying us around the cemetery, with writer-director, Lil Warren, in the person of Cartwright, helping corral us around the site. Our narrator, Conan Doyle (Angus Chisholm) then made himself known, and we moved to the first stop, where we just in time to see Sir Charles Baskerville run past us in a fit of panic.

Next up was Baker Street, brilliantly conveyed by a rug and a sofa, and our first meeting with Holmes (Giorgio Galassi) and Watson (Gary Cain). They were soon joined by Doctor Mortimer (Dan de la Mott) and Sir Henry Baskerville (Andrew Phipps), the legend of the Hound was relayed, and then we were all moved down a path to the sound of first a puffing steam engine and then a horse-drawn trap, until finally we reached the production’s secret weapon - the oldest surviving non-denominational chapel in Europe, which was standing in for Baskerville Hall. The chapel designed by William Hosking FSA (1800 - 1861) was built in the 1840s, and its Gothic architecture perfectly represented Sir Henry’s ancestral home. The image of Barrymore the butler (Galassi again, in a black beard) standing in the entrance waiting for his new master is one that will remain with me. Moving inside ‘The Hall’, we met Mrs. Barrymore (Sarah Warren).

The production rattled along at a fine pace with moves between performance areas skilfully handled. We were introduced to Stapleton (who it took me several minutes to realise was being played by Dan de la Mott, so different did he look and sound to Dr. Mortimer), and his sister Beryl (Sarah Warren again). The soundscape both in the performance areas and on the walks between, added to the atmosphere, with even a slight drizzle of rain not affecting the enjoyment. Standing in a pitch black graveyard and hearing the cry of the Hound was most certainly a thrilling experience. They also took the sensible decision to not present us with the hound itself, only a light in the distance. Doyle’s narration allowed the elimination of unnecessary scenes (and meant that Sarah Warren didn’t need to give us her Laura Lyons). There was also excellent banter between our two guides, Doyle and Cartwright, only some of which seemed scripted. After ninety minutes of thrilling action, it was time for bows in ‘The Hall’ and for us to make our way back to the main gates and home.


I caught the final performance (29/09/2019), but I can recommend any future 09 Lives/Abney Park productions (I notice that they did Robin Hood last year – but in the light).


Rating:    (5/5)

Sunday, 29 September 2019

Sherlockian Sojourns - Special #3: Practices Make Perfect

In October 1876, Conan Doyle entered the Medical School at Edinburgh University. Seeking to make the most of the long recess at the end of each academic year, and following the birth of his youngest sister, Dodo,  meaning that his family was in financial difficulties, in 1878 Conan Doyle advertised for a temporary opening as a doctor's assistant. He undertook two such placements in 1878 and one in 1879. (In 1880, he took the decision to become surgeon on the whaling ship 'Hope' sailing from Peterhead).

Over the past year I have visited all three practices where Conan Doyle worked as an assistant. For ease, I have placed my accounts in the order that the placements were undertaken by Conan Doyle, rather than the order of my visits.



07/09/2019 - 86 Spital Hill, Sheffield, Yorkshire.

Conan Doyle's first placement was in April 1878, when he was taken on by Dr Charles Sydney Richardson, an Irishman who had done part of his training in Edinburgh, and now worked as a general practitioner on Spital Hill, an inner-city area of Sheffield. It seems that Conan Doyle did not get along with Dr Richardson or Sheffield patients, and he left after three weeks, glossing over a serious clash of personalities, blaming his youth, later writing:'These Sheffielders would rather be poisoned by a man with a beard than saved by a man without one.'

He did at least appear to have ventured out of the city into the Peak District, where his memory of the eerie limestone caves in the Penine hills later provided material for one of his most spine-chilling stories – 'The Terror of Blue John Gap'.

The site of the practice was a building on the corner of Spital Hill and Hallcar Street, which is now the New Roots CafĂ© and Burngreave Ashram. I visited the building as the last stop on a tour of locations used in Series 11 of 'Doctor Who', carried out with a friend. 
 






27/09/2019 – Cliffe House, Big Walls, Ruyton-XI-Towns, Shrewsbury.

Having left Sheffield, Conan Doyle was resigned to returning to Edinburgh and taking a lowly, but salaried job as a hospital dresser. However, at the last minute, he was offered a temporary position with another former Edinburgh graduate, Dr. Henry Elliott, who had a general practice in the exotic-sounding village of Ruyton-XI-Towns, in Shropshire (eleven miles outside Shrewsbury). He began this job in July 1878, living in Cliffe House. He later recalled Ruyton in his 'Memories and Recollections' (1923) as:

not big enough to make one town, far less eleven".

However, he again had problems with his employer, a man in his thirties, who turned out to be coarse and bad tempered. Elliott exploded when his young assistant dared argue against capital punishment, saying that he would not have such things said in his house. Conan Doyle calmly replied that he had a right to voice his opinions when and where he wanted, and it would seem that during his time with Dr. Elliott, he discovered an ability to stand up for himself, and his self-esteem grew appreciably. However, he spent only four months in this position, returning to his studies in Edinburgh in October 1878.

I made my pilgrimage following several days visiting Cardiff, Southerndown, Monmouth and Hay-on-Wye, catching a bus from Shrewsbury. Due to a lack of regular buses, I chose to get off at a stop just inside the village, and walk to Cliffe House. The first point of interest that I passed was the parish's World War I war memorial, which is an 8ft carved cave within the sandstone cliff of the Brownhill, and is unique to Shropshire. It was conceived by the London architect Stanley Vaughan after a visit to Ruyton. It was created by local father-and-son stonemasons Warwick and Len Edwards. The benches within the arch and the cross are all carved out of rock. The memorial was unveiled in October 1920. The names of fallen from both the First and Second World Wars are listed on plaques within the archway.




Continuing along, and passing the parish churchyard, after about a further fifteen minutes, I found myself at Cliffe House. Unfortunately, at this point the heavens opened, and I had to shelter under my umbrella. The house is now a private residence, but as the gates to the drive were open, I took my chance to rush up it, take a few photos of the house, then rush back down again.







Walking further on, I reached The Cross, sensibly at a crossroads. This gave some of the history of the town, and also indicated that it had been named in the Domesday Book. The village acquired its unusual name in the twelfth century when a castle was built, and it became the major manor of eleven local townships, leading to the Roman numerals for eleven being included in its name. The eleven were Ruyton, Coton, Shotatton, Eardiston, Wykey and Shelvock (a possible source for a certain detective’s first name) which remain in the parish; and Felton, Haughton, Rednal, Sutton and Tedsmore, which are now in the parish of West Felton. 
 
 
 
 

I decided to retrace my steps to the original bus stop as it was the only one with a shelter. On the way back, I decided to pop into the churchyard. Parts of the parish church date from the 1130s. Lying in the Welsh Marches, Ruyton castle was destroyed in 1202 by the Welsh. It was rebuilt by 1313 but was destroyed again by Owain Glyndwr. Its ruins stand in the churchyard.



Catching a bus back into Shrewsbury, I spent the rest of the morning touring Shrewsbury Prison (near the site of the Dana Gaol, a medieval prison), decommissioned in 2013, and undertaking some of the Charles Darwin town trail, Shrewsbury being his birthplace, before catching a train to Coventry where I was to attend Coventry Comic Con the next day.


 








01/06/2019 - 63 Aston Road North, Birmingham, West Midlands.

In May 1879, Conan Doyle was ready for a further period of hands-on medicine as an assistant to Dr. Reginald Ratcliff Hoare in the Midlands. Conan Doyle had hoped that Dr. Hoare's surgery, Clifton House in Aston Road North, Birmingham, would be located in a semi-rural suburb, but was instead on a busy thoroughfare, with tramlines and shops on either side. However, this was an eye-opener for Conan Doyle as he saw for himself that an inner-city general practice could be a lucrative business, with Dr. Hoare earning £3,000 per year. Conan Doyle is also said to have become friends with one of the first surgeons in charge of the Thimble Lane dispensary (a branch of the main city one), whose name was David Holmes (possibly inspiring a certain detective's surname). It was also around this time that he sold his first story to Chambers Journal - 'The Mystery of Sasassa Valley'.

I visited Aston Road North, which has a plaque commemorating its previous occupant, following attending Collectormania 2019 at NEC Birmingham (where I had met Vernon Dobtcheff who has played Holmes, and bought some very unofficial 'Sherlock' miniatures). Catching a train from Birmingham International to Birmingham New Street, I undertook the half-hour walk to the site of the former practice, finding it difficult to negotiate the 'busy thoroughfare' to reach my destination. 




Photos taken of the building, and I retraced my steps, catching the train back to Birmingham International and then home.

Sunday, 25 August 2019

Sherlockian Sojourns #21: Cambridge

The location of the University attended by Holmes is a cause of great Sherlockian debate, with the only agreement seeming to be that it was either Oxford or Cambridge (or in the case of noted Sherlockian, William S. Baring-Gould both). The location of both the University in 'The Three Students' and the University named 'Camford' by Watson in 'The Creeping Man' are again up for debate. However, one adventure that definitely takes place in Cambridge is 'The Missing Three-Quarter' in which Holmes is engaged to find a missing Cambridge University Varsity Rugby player before the annual Oxford-Cambridge grudge match. My jaunt to the city (having been many years before to visit locations from the unfinished 'Doctor Who' story 'Shada') was in aid of the Cambridge Comic Con, which had originally offered Robert Maillet ('Dredger' in Guy Richie's 'Sherlock Holmes'), but who had cancelled, being replaced by 'Sherlock' guest star, Clive Mantle  (Bob Frankland in 'The Hounds of Baskerville').

Arriving at the station as Holmes and Watson would have, I made my way the short distance to Cambridge Junction, location for the convention.



Having browsed the stalls and got an autograph from Elen Thomas (Female Auton/Female Clockwork Robot/Weeping Angel), I made my way to the photo area, where I waited and waited for Clive Mantle, who it seemed they had forgotten to pick up from his signing table. Finally the steward outside the photo area made a few calls, and around ten minutes later Clive arrived.
Having introduced himself, Clive asked, "Is it for 'Game of Thrones' that you wanted a photo ?"
"Sherlock".
"Did we meet at the 'Sherlocked' event ?".
"Yes"
Asking where I lived, Clive revealed that his brother used to own a nearby solicitors.
Photo taken, and I made my way out into Cambridge to visit other 'Missing Three-Quarter' locations.


My first port of call was the training ground for Cambridge University Rugby Club, where the missing player, Godfrey Staunton would have trained, alongside his skipper, Cyril Overton.

 

Making my way through across a park, I reached Trinity College, the college attended by Overton, and also by Jeremy Dixon, owner of Pompey, a squat, lop-eared, white-and-tan dog who assisted Holmes and Watson in finally locating the missing Staunton.

 

Next it was a brief walk to Gonville and Caius College, identified by Baring-Gould as Holmes' Cambridge college.


It was then back to the Station, via a branch of Forbidden Planet, and home, having completed my second East Anglian sojourn of the month.

Friday, 9 August 2019

Sherlockian Sojourns #20: Norfolk

For my next sojourn, I made my way to Norfolk, where the events of the short-story "The Dancing Men” took place. The story involves Mr. Hilton Cubitt of Riding Thorpe Manor submitting what appear to be childish scrawls of stick men to Holmes, but which are at the heart of a mystery that seems to be driving his young wife Elsie to distraction. Catching a train from Liverpool Street Station to Norwich Station, I changed onto a local service to North Walsham, arriving at the same station that Holmes and Watson would have done, where they learnt of the death of their client, Mr. Cubitt.



Holmes and Watson travelled by carriage, but I had to make do with a taxi (having just missed the #34 bus) to travel the seven miles, passing Ebridge Mill, the inspiration for ‘Elridges’ (where the murderer was laying low), with its ‘Cubitt & Walker’ sign, until finally I reached Happisburgh.




It was here that Watson’s literary agent, Arthur Conan Doyle stayed when on a motoring holiday in 1903. The landlord’s small son, Gilbert Cubitt had developed a way of writing his signature in stick men. This intrigued Conan Doyle, who used the idea in his account of “The Dancing Men”, which was based in Norfolk, and is said to have been written in the Green Room of the old Boarding House which overlooked the bowling green. This boarding house is now the Happisburgh Hill House Inn, and features a plaque commemorating the Conan Doyle connection.



The Inn dates back to 1550, with period features and a large beer garden Since 2014, it has had its own attached brewery, ‘The Dancing Men Brewery’, but unfortunately they do not do a Sherlockian-themed beer. Next door was the Happisburgh Halt Coffee Shop & Carvery, but that had closed for the day. Feeling hungry, I therefore entered the pub and ordered a Cheese and Bacon burger, from a menu with a familiar silhouette on it.



Having taken photos of the Sherlock Holmes themed alcove, I then struck out in search of the home of Hilton and Elsie Cubitt, Riding Thorpe Manor, identified as Walcott House, Walcott Green, by Shirley Purves (in 'A Singular Countryside'), finding it with a minimum of wrong turns.





However, my bad luck with buses continued, as I just missed one back to North Walsham, and had to wait almost two hours for the next one, as the final bus of the day arrived 25 minutes late. I spent some of the time sitting on a sea wall, gazing out to sea as I listened to Stephen Fry read ‘The Dancing Men'.

Finally catching the bus and then a train back to Norwich, I made my way to my weekend’s lodgings, as I had further non-Sherlockian sites to visit over the rest of the weekend.

Thursday, 11 July 2019

British Musicals: ‘The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole – The Musical’ (2017)

British Musicals: ‘The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole – The Musical’ (2017)


Book and Lyrics by Jake Brunger

Music and Lyrics by Pippa Cleary

Based on the bestselling book by Sue Townsend.




History

Jake Brunger (book and lyrics) and Pippa Cleary (music and lyrics) are a London-based musical theatre writing partnership, who met at Bristol University, where they were studying Drama and Music respectively. Their musicals together include: Jet Set Go!’ (Edinburgh Fringe, Theatre 503 and Jermyn Street Theatre); The Great British Soap Opera’ (Edinburgh Fringe and Jermyn Street Theatre); Treasure Island’ (Singapore Repertory Theatre) and ‘Chicken Little’ (The Other Palace / Singapore Repertory Theatre).

In 2012, having been commissioned by Curve and the Royal and Derngate, Northampton (filming location for ‘Doctor Who’ story – ‘The Talons of Weng-Chiang’) to write a musical, they hit upon the idea of adapting Sue Townsend’s 1982 bestselling witty young-adult novel ‘The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13¾’. Having approached her literary agent, they were instructed to prepare a 10 minute extract from the proposed musical as a ‘pitch’, warning that previous proposed musicals of the book had been rejected by Sue. Undaunted they travelled up to Leicester to meet Sue, who arrived very tired having been up all night completing her novel ‘The Woman Who Went to Bed for a Year’, and feeling that the story was ‘very dated’. Having played her their ten minutes, singing all the different character voices around the piano, an entranced Sue simply asked, “Where’s the rest of it?”. Having been told that that was all that had been written so far, she told them to “Well go and write the rest of it then”, selling them the rights for £1.

The writing took several years, with the duo regularly revisiting Sue Townsend for her input in relation to new songs. Its world premiere was at Curve in 2015, but unfortunately Sue had died the year before and so never saw the finished production. The production was directed by Luke Sheppard, designed by Tom Rogers, choreographed by Tim Jackson. It was then co-produced by the Menier Chocolate Factory (in association with Curve, Anthony Clare and David Ian Productions) in 2017, again directed by Luke Sheppard, before opening for a limited summer season at the Ambassadors Theatre, London, in June 2019.



Story

A timeless tale of teenage angst, family struggles and unrequited love, told through the eyes of tortured poet and misunderstood intellectual Adrian Mole (aged 13¾), the hapless, hilarious, spotty teenager who captured the zeitgeist of 1980s Britain. How will Adrian cope with the breakdown of his parents’ marriage, his first love, the school play, and the bullying, Barry Kent.



In A Nutshell

It’s hard being a misunderstood 13¾ year old intellectual.



Production

My seat was in the penultimate row of the stalls, just by the sound-desk, but I still had a good view. The staging was very clever with cast members pushing items of furniture in-and-out of what appeared to be cupboards. The four main children – Adrian, the lovely Pandora, his friend Nigel, and school bully Barry Kent – were played by child actors (there being four ‘teams’ – the cast being Michael Hawkins, Matilda Hopkins, Cuba Kamanu and Charlie Stripp on the night I attended [all excellent]), but the adult actors doubled as other pupils in school scenes (despite age and in one case a moustache [on a schoolgirl]). These included John Hopkins (Sgt. Dan Scott on ’Midsomer Murders’), and Rosemary Ashe (who I saw as Felicia Gabriel in ‘The Witches of Eastwick’ musical many years ago). The script heavily based on Townsend’s book was hilarious and I loved all the songs and eighties throwback references and fashions.

Very highly recommended.




The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole – The Musical runs at the Ambassadors Theatre, London until 12th October 2019.



Favourite Song

It has to be ‘The Nativity’, Adrian’s ‘intellectual’ take on the traditional Christmas school play, closely followed by ‘Intellectual Boy’, ‘Misunderstood’, 'Lost Love' (for the lyric - "Pandora, I adore ya!"), and ‘Look at That Girl’.


Did I Buy The Cast Recording ?

Yes, on CD.


Links

Production Website: https://adrianmolethemusical.com/
Original London Cast (Menier CF) Recording: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Secret-Diary-Adrian-Mole-Aged/dp/B07QY54CFP
Jake Brunger's website: www.jakebrunger.co.uk

Monday, 17 June 2019

I never can resist a touch of the dramatic - Part 2


My second post on this blog indicated my dislikes in relation to Sherlockian stage plays. Having watched a further 20 plays, I can extend my list of six to ten, the number I originally wanted to come up with.

To summarise the first six:
  1. Holmes should be clean shaven, Watson with a moustache
  2. No moronic Watsons (Nigel Bruce is not a man to idolise)
  3. No supernatural explanations for events
  4. No disappointing Hounds
  5. No Holmes getting the girl
  6. No Reichenbach rewriting

The new four:
  1. ‘ “Dr. Watson, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,” said Stamford, introducing us.’
Our two protagonists if in their Victorian era should refer to each other as ‘Holmes’ and ‘Watson’ (or in the latter case also as ‘Doctor’), not ‘Sherlock’ and ‘John’. I found a recent play where Watson and Mrs Hudson repeatedly referred to Holmes as ‘Sherlock’ very jarring (but at least Lestrade continued to call him ‘Mr. Holmes’) 


  1. ‘My father was an officer in an Indian regiment who sent me home when I was quite a child. My mother was dead, and I had no relative in England’
The above indicates the parentage of Miss Mary Morstan, who became Watson’s (first) wife. Three plays that I have seen in the past year have sought to rewrite this parentage, and trample all over Mary Watson’s good name by making scandalous suggestions as to the truth of her background, including one seemingly influenced by ‘Sherlock’ which claimed she was not even Mary Morstan but an imposter, which only upset poor Watson and did not move the plot on one jot. 


  1. ‘A Case of Identity’
Further to #6, please do not make your antagonist a female relative of the ‘late lamented Professor Moriarty’. I’ve seen his daughter (several times), his wife, his lover and his sister over the years, all trying to get their revenge on Holmes for the Professor’s death.


  1. ‘You give my little impersonations your kindly praise ?’
Please don’t give the actor playing Holmes another part unless either: i) the play is a two/three-man version; or ii) the other part is Holmes in disguise (in which case use an assumed name in the programme). There have been several occasions where a character I have believed to be a disguised Holmes has turned out to be a minor part played by the same actor whilst Holmes is out of the action. To a lesser extent the same goes for Watson.


That covers it for now, but I reserve the right to add more.