FringeReview UK

All Of Us

As Ken Tynan once said of another debut, I don’t think I could love someone who doesn’t love this play.

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Cancelling Socrates

Howard Brenton touching eighty is at the height of his powers. Tom Littler has assembled a pitch-perfect cast, reuniting two from his outstanding All’s Well. This too.

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Duck

An impressively finished play. Do see it.

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For Black Boys Who Have Considered Suicide When the Hue Gets Too Heavy

Turns the bleakness of six young men into a celebration of – for now – coming through

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House of Shades

There’ll be nothing more blazing or relevant on the London stage this year.

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Jews. In Their Own Words.

It’s Jonathan Freedland’s and Tracy-Ann Oberman’s brilliance to bring off-kilter, casual devastation to the stage; in raw unsettlings that for many keep the suitcase packed.

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Julius Caesar

If you’re a habitual groundling, go before this production vanishes back on tour

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Patriots

Putin’s our monster too. A must-see.

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Straight Line Crazy

Danny Webb gives the performance of his life. Ralph Fiennes is coiled majesty. Two-and-a-half hours of such material have rarely been so thrilling.

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That Is Not Who I Am

Lucy Kirkwood prophesies what’s in store with savage fury, and no-one’s exempt, least of all her.

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The 47th

A must-see.

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The Father and the Assassin

There’s no finer dramatisation of India’s internal conflicts. Shubham Saraf’s Gandhi-killer Godse stands out in this thrilling ensemble and storms it too.

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The Trials

Groundbreaking

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Two Billion Beats

Two Billion Beats was bursting with promise before. Now it delivers with a visceral yes.

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two Palestinians go dogging

Packs a mighty question that can still knock you off balance.

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