Wild Upstairs, Downstairs at Hampstead Andrew Keatley's Alligators snap at a man in his own home. Teacher Daniel (Alec Newman) has an enthusiasm for his job that most teachers lose much earlier in their careers, but when a sudden allegation comes out of nowhere, suspicions form about whether his real enjoyment of the job is more sinister. After getting suspended without explanation, Daniel eventually discovers that a former pupil has accused him of various sexual assaults when she was 14. He has to defend himself to the police as the allegations rise and everyone from anonymous Facebook groups to the Daily Mail try to out him before he's even charged with anything.
His wife Sally (Susan Stanley) has no doubt of his innocence right from the start,
but as attacks come from all directions their family inevitably starts to suffer.
Like all other shows from now until the end of time, Alligators is directed by Simon Evans, who turns it
into an uncomfortable couple of hours on Polly Sullivan's intimate traverse stage,
Newman's Daniel starting out relaxed and confident ("OOH, HE SMELLS NICE," said a
woman in the front row, in a stage whisper I'm sure the actor would have been able
to hear,) and visibly breaking down as events get further out of his control.
Other plays have dealt with stories of people accused of getting their Yewtree on,
but Keatley focuses very much on the aspect of someone continuing to protest his
innocence, facing charges it's virtually impossible to disprove: The arrival of
social worker Cathy (Ony Uhiara,) probing his daughter Genevieve (Daisy Waterstone)
with leading questions that could incriminate Daniel, makes it very clear where
the play's sympathies lie, and it's not with a system determined to find guilt in
At the same time Alligators doesn't entirely let us discount the idea that
there may be some truth to the rumours, whether it's Daniel's taste in porn, his and
Sally's "naughty schoolgirl" fantasies, or his mentioning his lawyer's (Leah
Whitaker) good looks at inappropriate moments. It's a tense and nasty time spent in
an atmosphere that keeps closing in from all sides.
Alligators by Andrew Keatley is booking until the 16th of July at Hampstead Theatre
Running time: 2 hours 25 minutes including interval.
Photo credit: Robert Day.