Writing down what I think about theatre I've seen in That London, whether I've been asked to or not.
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Showing posts with label Brendan Cowell. Show all posts
Friday, 19 September 2025
Theatre review: The Lady from the Sea
Simon Stone is known for his versions of classic plays, that are sometimes not so much loose adaptations as tangentially connected to the originals at best, and I've found the results very mixed in the past. For The Lady from the Sea he strikes a better balance though, in something with very distinct and current themes but a structure and basis that still feels recognisably by Henrik Ibsen. Five years ago celebrated neuroscientist Edward (Andrew Lincoln) lost his first wife to suicide, and is still dealing with the fallout with their two daughters Asa (Gracie Oddie-James,) a gay postgraduate student who's secretly saving up for a PhD at Yale by opening an OnlyFans, and blunt, brooding teenager Hilda (Isobel Akuwudike.) Egg has managed to move on and find some stability in his life though, with his second marriage to the younger Ellida (Alicia Vikander.)
Thursday, 6 September 2018
Theatre review: Dance Nation
Concluding a season of work by female playwrights at the Almeida is Clare Barron’s Dance Nation, a funny, touching and sometimes devastating look at what it’s like to be a pre-teen girl, all framed within a national dance competition. The bullying Dance Teacher Pat (Brendan Cowell) rules the roost over a class of girls no older than 13 (all played by actors from their twenties to their fifties,) and as the trophies surrounding Samal Blak’s set can attest, has masterminded wins in dance competitions across America. Right from the start, when one girl is injured and never seen or heard of again, it’s obvious that failure is not an option, and this year’s crop of girls can either join the hall of fame – perhaps even becoming a legend like the one alumna who got into the chorus of a Broadway show – or be forgotten.
Thursday, 18 May 2017
Theatre review: Life of Galileo
Lizzie Clachan has turned the Young Vic into a planetarium for Joe Wright's production of Brecht's Life of Galileo, one of the most visually stunning and inventive shows on the London stage right now. The set is in the round, with a central pit where some of the audience sit on cushions, with the actors mingling around them. It gives the impression of a group of students in a relaxed setting, sitting around a charismatic teacher who's on a roll. The teacher is Galileo Galilei (Brendan Cowell,) the subject he's excited about the Copernican Heresy, which proposed that the Earth revolved around the Sun, and which astronomer Giordano Bruno had recently been burned at the stake for promoting. But Galileo teaches in Padua, which has a special exemption from the Inquisition's clutches and besides, having stolen credit for the invention of the telescope, he now has a tool that he can actually use to look at the stars and prove Copernicus right.
Tuesday, 9 August 2016
Theatre review: Yerma
Yerma isn't actually yer ma, she's not anybody's ma, that's the problem:
Writer/director Simon Stone does a loose - very loose - adaptation of Federico
García Lorca's play about a woman with a malfunctioning uterus. Relocated to present-day
London, Billie Piper plays a journalist identified only as "Her," who's never had
any particular wish for children until she and husband John (Brendan Cowell) buy
their own house. On the night they move in they decide to try for a child after all,
and ceremonially destroy her birth control pills, but as years go by and her sister
Mary (Charlotte Randle) seems to have baby after baby despite no apparent wish to,
Her remains childless through endless rounds of IVF. In Lorca's original, it's the
whole of society judging Yerma for failing to produce a child, but in a 2016 context
it becomes her own personal obsession that starts to drive her mad.
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