Archive for the 'Young Vic' Category

Review – The Good Soul of Szechuan with Jane Horrocks, Young Vic

Tuesday 13 May 2008

Picture it. A school in some forgotten corner of rural England many, many years ago.

A fresh-faced, young boy takes his first tentative steps into the spotlight. A green one, as it happens.

He is thrilled. He is wearing a dress. He is a god.

To be specific, he is Third God (there is no fourth) in Bertolt Brecht’s The Good Soul of Szechuan.

That young boy – hard as it is to picture looking at him now – was Phil. Read the rest of this entry »

Review – The Member of the Wedding, Young Vic

Wednesday 12 September 2007

Phil wasn’t keen on seeing this one at all. Andrew wanted desperately to see it, but was on a very sticky wicket thanks to the narrow escape which was We, The People.

Then, of course, there is the hoary old problem of the Young Vic’s unreserved seating policy which always raises Phil’s hackles. And what with the last outing to the Young Vic being the ultra-disappointing Vernon God Little, what could possibly persuade Phil to visit the very limits of the off-West End to patronise a theatre that resembles a cheese grater? Read the rest of this entry »

Review – Vernon God Little, Young Vic, London

Wednesday 2 May 2007

Vernon God Little WEW masksAndrew claims to have read the book and to have enjoyed it, although when pressed for details seemed to remember precious little about it. Phil would have read it too if he could read properly – running his finger along the title without the benefit of his reading lorgnettes, he thought he was seeing a play about Rod Liddle, the former Radio 4 Today programme editor .

Given the curse on this production, Liddle might have made a happier source of material for the Young Vic.

Based on DBC Pierre‘s Booker Prize winning novel, Vernon God Little is set amid the aftermath of a high school massacre which – as previously reported by the Whingers – has bestowed some unwelcome topicality on the production and one or two marketing headaches.

By the end of the very long evening Phil also had one of his heads coming on. Read the rest of this entry »