Writing down what I think about theatre I've seen in That London, whether I've been asked to or not.
Showing posts with label Nathan Lane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nathan Lane. Show all posts
Thursday, 12 June 2025
Theatre review: The Frogs
Director Georgie Rankcom seems to have established a very specific niche: Revivals of Stephen Sondheim obscurities that I'd previously seen at Jermyn Street Theatre, given bigger, better productions at Southwark Playhouse that still aren't enough to rehabilitate them. After Anyone Can Whistle it's the turn of The Frogs, Sondheim (music and lyrics) and Burt Shevelove's (book) short 1974 adaptation of the Aristophanes satire, expanded to a full Broadway musical by the composer and Nathan Lane in 2004. In a setting that's simultaneously Ancient Greece and the present day, the god of wine and theatre Dionysos (Dan Buckley) enlists his slave Xanthias (Kevin McHale) to help him travel to the underworld to bring back the deceased playwright Bernard Shaw: He believes Shaw's no-nonsense brand of wisdom is the solution to a modern world he despairs at.
Monday, 29 May 2017
Theatre review: Angels in America, a Gay Fantasia on National Themes Part 2: Perestroika
Previously, on Angels in America...
I can joke but while I may have seen the two parts of Angels in America a week apart, Phill, who could only get tickets two months apart, wondered if he'd need a "Previously..." at the start of Part 2 to refresh his memory. And it turns out the National have thought of people in that predicament, as my reminder email about Perestroika included a short YouTube video summarising the major events of Millennium Approaches. These included the brief appearance by Ethel Rosenberg (Susan Brown,) a woman convicted of treason decades earlier, whose execution Roy Cohn ensured by dubious means. Her ghost continues to appear to Cohn (Nathan Lane) as a patient, ominous harbinger of his own much slower death from AIDS. There's also a bigger role now for Belize (Nathan Stewart-Jarrett,) who's got the unenviable job of being Cohn's nurse, and whose acidic put-downs make him the right man to stand up to the notorious lawyer's vitriol.
I can joke but while I may have seen the two parts of Angels in America a week apart, Phill, who could only get tickets two months apart, wondered if he'd need a "Previously..." at the start of Part 2 to refresh his memory. And it turns out the National have thought of people in that predicament, as my reminder email about Perestroika included a short YouTube video summarising the major events of Millennium Approaches. These included the brief appearance by Ethel Rosenberg (Susan Brown,) a woman convicted of treason decades earlier, whose execution Roy Cohn ensured by dubious means. Her ghost continues to appear to Cohn (Nathan Lane) as a patient, ominous harbinger of his own much slower death from AIDS. There's also a bigger role now for Belize (Nathan Stewart-Jarrett,) who's got the unenviable job of being Cohn's nurse, and whose acidic put-downs make him the right man to stand up to the notorious lawyer's vitriol.
Tuesday, 23 May 2017
Theatre review: Angels in America, a Gay Fantasia on National Themes Part 1: Millennium Approaches
For the second year in a row London's hottest theatre ticket, with reviews to match the level of anticipation, is an epic play in two parts with a supernatural element. But far from the obvious appeal of Harry Potter, this year it's a 25-year-old American play about the AIDS crisis in the 1980s that was the instant sell-out. Tony Kushner's Angels in America comes in at well over seven hours, the first three acts of which are haunted by a sense of dread at something apocalyptic on the way - hence its subtitle, Millennium Approaches. Prior Walter (Andrew Garfield) is a flaboyant gay man who's just found out he's got the virus. His boyfriend of a few years, Louis Ironson (James McArdle,) is still deeply in love with him but very quickly realises a fact he hates himself for: He can't handle staying with Prior to watch him get sick and die.
Wednesday, 22 March 2017
Theatre review: The Frogs
Well into the realm of Stephen Sondheim marginalia, it sounds as if the original
1974 version of The Frogs was never even meant as a full musical. Sondheim
and Burt Shevelove took Aristophanes' comedy and built a short revue out of it, not
very well-received and soon becoming an obscurity. Nathan Lane then took that revue
and expanded it into a full-length show in 2004, Sondheim bulking it up with seven
new songs. This, too, was poorly received and went back to being a footnote, but the
Jermyn Street Theatre now gives it another try, inspired by the bleak state of
current affairs that mirrors the premise of Aristophanes' original: Dionysus
(Michael Matus,) god of theatre and wine among other things, despairs at the state
of the world and decides people need a great mind like Bernard Shaw to boost their
spirits while showing them the error of their ways.
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