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Review – Black Watch, Barbican

Tuesday 24 June 2008

The Whingers were quite prepared for Black Watch to confront them with the brutalities and the horrors of war but nothing had prepared them for the atrocity they faced on entering the auditorium: the National Theatre of Scotland’s production has converted the Barbican’s traditional(-ish) theatre into a traverse stage. Yes, the proscenium was still there, but the Whingers were actually sitting behind it or under it. They were very confused.

Now, regular readers will know that the Whingers oft-bemoan the absence of a proscenium arch and have been known to take an instant dislike to anything using “alternative” forms of staging: in the round, the square, thrust and – worst of all – traverse. So this was not a good start to the evening. Read the rest of this entry »

Review – Tough Time, Nice Time by Ridiculusmus at the Barbican Pit

Wednesday 20 February 2008

WEW bath Tough time, nice time The Whingers don’t shock easily.

Except of course that Phil is frequently shocked by Andrew’s sartorial choices, theatre preferences and general lack of knowledge of important issues (which to Phil means not the humdrum events in Castro-ted Cuba, but plot-lines in Coronation Street).

But when the friendly woman at the Barbican box office asked Phil “You are over 18 aren’t you?” Phil felt the first rush of blood to his hollowed cheeks since he discovered the small ads in the back of the Sunday Express.

Yes, shocking, shocking. X-rated. Not for the young innocents of this world. For it’s not Tough Time, Nice Time it’s Tough time, nice time. Andrew – always something of a pedant when it comes to other people’s punctuation, grammar and whatever the study of capitalisation in titles of things is called – was outraged. Read the rest of this entry »

Review – Jack and the Beanstalk, Barbican

Saturday 15 December 2007

If the West End Whingers were to write a panto, it would probably be something like this. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

Somehow Phil had managed to get out of seeing Jack and the Beanstalk at The Barbican.

You might think that rather strange, as its writer – Jonathan Harvey – is actually one of Phil’s Facebook “friends”.

Indeed you might have supposed that that this “friendship” might have placed upon Phil a clear obligation to go along and cheer/boo as appropriate.

But if you had supposed that, you clearly have no understanding of what it means to be a friend of Phil. Read the rest of this entry »

Review – Gilgamesh, Uncle Semolina (& friends), Barbican

Saturday 13 October 2007

Gilgamesh. It’s the oldest story in the world. You know how it goes: two-thirds god/one-third man meets wild man; two-thirds god/one-third man loses wild man. And so on. Oldest story in the book. Read the rest of this entry »

Guest review – A Disappearing Number by Complicite at the Barbican

Sunday 16 September 2007

Well, there was a certain amount of disagreement in the West End Whingers office over this one – so much so that the bar staff asked us to “keep it down” as people couldn’t hear the karaoke.

Andrew – who has a secret maths geek inside him bursting to get out – was desperate to see A Disappearing Number at The Barbican, it being about “one of the most mysterious and romantic mathematical collaborations of all time”.

Phil, however, responded tartly that he was “so over Complicite” (he’s getting very American these days due to the amount of American telly programmes he watches. He says “OMG!” a lot too).

There followed some rather disagreeable to-ing and fro-ing on the matter and a debate as to (a) whether “Complicite” is the same thing as ” Théâtre de Complicité” (it is) and (b) why they might have dropped the French accents (too pretentious? no, that can’t have been it) and (c) whether “Complicite” is pronounced “compli-site” and (d) if not, why not? Read the rest of this entry »