It’s been a while.
Phil’s been busy having a bit of work done. At home. Not on his face. Yet. Read the rest of this entry »
Andrew is on sabbatical but Phil is soldiering on to help you decide between the Merlot and the Marlowe and generally putting London's West End theatre to rights
It’s been a while.
Phil’s been busy having a bit of work done. At home. Not on his face. Yet. Read the rest of this entry »
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Tags: Annie Get Your Gun, Christopher Hampton, comedy, Daniel Kehlmann, Daniel Weyman, Danny Mac, Drew McOnie, entertainment, F Murray Abraham, Felicity Kendal, Fred Haig, Garrick Theatre, Gemma MacLean, Irving Berlin, Jonathan Cullen, Laurence Boswell, Leonard Bernstein, Lettice and Lovage, Lizzy Connolly, London, Maureen Lipman, Menier Chocolate Factory, Miriam-Teak Lee, musical, Naoko Mori, Naomi Frederick, off-West End, On the Town, Peter Shaffer, play, review, Sam Wills, Samuel Edwards, Tape Face, The Mentor, theatre, Trevor Nunn, Vaudeville Theatre, west end
With another year rapidly drawing to a close it is time for the Whingers to reflect and indulge themselves in a little more navel gazing – not our own navels, as that would be even duller than usual for you – but the innies and outies of the sometimes fluffy navels of London’s artistic directors, producers, players and theatres and award The Whingies to the most outstanding ones.
But first our own navels: 2009 has been a year of heady excitement for the Whingers. It was a year that saw them inadvertently whip up controversy and heated debate again and again and again.
It was also a year in which artistic differences reared their ugly heads threatening the very fabric of the West End Whingers, a tear in the polyester bed-sheet of their existence so delicate that a clumsily clipped toenail might have been all it took to rent it from headboard to toe straight down the middle.
The Whingers were courted by the British Broadcasting Company, libelled as “muckrakers” in the National Press, lampooned in song and Phil had his pithiest aphorism to date quoted (yet mainly without attribution) by national critics. There was an evening of confusion in which Phil was mistaken for Michael Grandage and the Whingers finally received an award for their artistic endeavours.
And we finally got the opportunity to choose between the Merlot and the Marlowe.
So, without further do, here are the results of the Kentish Town and Vauxhall juries: Read the rest of this entry »
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Tags: Andrew Scott, Annie Get Your Gun, awards, Cock, Comedians, Complicit, David Dawson, Derren Brown's Enigma, England People Very Nice, Enjoy, Entertaining Mr Sloane, entertainment, Finbar Lynch, Forbidden Broadway, fringe, Hamlet, Hello Dolly!, Imelda Staunton, James Macdonald, Jerusalem, Jez Butterworth, Jude Law, London, Luke Treadaway, Madame de Sade, Mark Rylance, Mark Umbers, Menier Chocolate Factory, Michael Grandage, Mike Bartlett, musical, Naked Boys Singing, National Theatre, off-West End, Old Vic, On the Waterfront, Over There, Priscilla Queen of the Desert, Public Property, Punk Rock, review, Robert Daws, Royal Court, Simon Paisley Day, Spring Awakening, Sweet Charity, The Fastest Clock in the Universe, theatre, Three Days of Rain, Tom Sturridge, Tony Sheldon, Too Close To The Sun, Waiting for Godot, west end
Roll up! Roll up! See Annie Oakley, the best little sharpshooter in the west!
Roll up! Roll up! See possibly the most misguided, misfiring musical revival to go off half cock EVER.
Roll up! Roll up! Begin to forget what showbusiness is, never mind whether or not any other business might bear some resemblance to it. Read the rest of this entry »
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Tags: Annie Get Your Gun, entertainment, Irving Berlin, Jane Horrocks, Julian Ovenden, London, musical, off-West End, review, Richard Jones, theatre, Ultz, Young Vic