Review: Deep Azure

One of the few moments of Peter Brooks’ term “Holy Theatre” has arrived at the Wanamaker. A must-see.


Review: Glorious!

Wendi Peters sends you out singing: with all the right notes in the wrong order. Solidly recommended.


Review: The Tempest

Orlando Gough’s music stamps this production, and makes the pulleys of reinvention sing despite themselves. For that and the sweep of decolonised languages, a must-see.


Review: The Gambler

Chiten Theatre intensifies to a point of light here something barbarous, atavistic, and goes to the heart of nihilism. Still outstanding.


Review: American Psycho

If you can queue, you’ll be in good company. Jean queued for Les Mis at 6.30 am.


Review: Cable Street

This is an event. Break in (without breakages!) if you have to, to see this. You’ll be standing in the aisles to swarm the barricades.


Review: The Playboy of the Western World

An impossible balance, but having seen Playboy at farce-speed, it’s good to weigh in with a loquacious backbeat of despair. Wholly absorbing.


Review: The Rivals

As polished a Sheridan gem as I’ve ever seen.


Review: Sunny Afternoon

Joe Penhall’s book is outstanding and frankly puts most musical biopics in the shade. His wit and deft charactering of core band and satellites who interact with the complexity of a play, the way the songs move the narrative. Ray Davies’ storytelling and songs are self-recommending. Sunny Afternoon still deserves those awards.


Review: Alice in Wonderland

This 23-strong cast triumph in this cavalcade of Carroll. A must-see and pretty outstanding.


Review: Here & Now

With young talent like this, no-one need worry just yet about British musical theatre. And that is the best reason to see this silly yet warm-hearted pre-Christmas cracker.


Review: We Are the Lions, Mr Manager

At a time of racialised targeting – a distraction technique born of the very forces Jayaben Desai fought – Grunwick speaks with startling relevance.


Review: Salomé

Sheer spectacle powers this through, with a twist of unease for having seen it.


Review: David Lan The Land of the Living

The most moving and theatrically gripping new play I’ve seen for a long time, it’s also the most layered and completely realised. A world that invites ours to ask where on earth we come from.


Review: Hamlet

An outstandingly thought-through Hamlet though, with more of the prince and play in it than I’ve seen. And Giles Terera’s is with the best of recent decades.


Review: Death Comes to Pemberley

Stylishness in the fixtures, truth in the lower orders, some superb acting by the likes of Berger, Boyce, and Faulkner, as well as two couples with chemistry.


Review: Berniya Hamie Piano Recital

Hamie's tonal palette is rich beyond her years and her realisation of some of Beethoven's writing is pellucid in a way I've not heard before.


Review: Sense & Sensibility

Austen fans can feel they’re delivered the story’s heft, if not all its socially pinched circumstance. It’s a small gem.


Review: Twelfth Night

The most exuberant Shakespeare out there, and a summer last-blast to make Malvolio weep.


Review: The Oxford Commas: Aca-demic Weapons

Go spend an afternoon with the Oxford Commas. You will leave knowing more about this venerable part of English history but, more importantly, with a smile on your face and a song in your heart from these enjoyable entertainers.


Review: Les Misérables

There’s not enough adjectives left to praise this. But there is a verb phrase: see it!


Review: Delusions and Grandeur

Studies show that people forget up to 80% of what they hear within 24 hours. You will not forget Karen Hall – her brilliant playing and her passionate and engaging story.


Review: You’re An Instrument

You’re An Instrument has young ones mesmerized while the adults laugh and happily play along. It is truly a fun and fascinating day out. It is a must-see for anyone with curiosity and a willingness to have fun in a new style.


Review: The Billy Joel Story

Fringe audiences will be singing at the top of their lungs as Alex Munro and his powerhouse band brilliantly perform the all-time favourite hits of the man that Munro calls “the best songwriter that ever breathed oxygen”.


Review: Ohio

A celebratory true story told through indie folk about losing faith and finding hope in the darkest of places.


Review: Extraordinary Women

For a bijou summer in a bottle, this can’t be beaten. Exquisite, painfully funny, and hinting at the depths Mackenzie found to his own chagrin. A gem.


Review: Top Hat

The most joyous musical of the summer. And it has a summer heart that never cloys. A sizzling must-see.


Review: À Fleur de Mots

A poetic performance that brings to life the immaterial essence of our soul


Review: The Merry Wives of Windsor

Sean Holmes has conjured the most intelligently re-thought Merry Wives of recent years with a convincing take on Mistress Ford. The last few gestures in this show change everything that might follow.


Review: James Inverne That Bastard, Puccini!

With such a script, cast and production values, this is a sure-fire hit, a gem deserving of longer runs too. Don’t let this be a one-run wonder!


Review: Tim Price Nye

Through choreographic sweep, Tim Price crafts a necessary, traditional warning. A must-see with the finest last line since Good.


Review: Girl from the North Country

Girl from the North Country freights a world in a steam whistle. The sheer punch of talent doesn’t come much greater than this.


Review: Cruel Intentions

If ever you’ve been crossed in love, double-crossed yourself, or just crossing through, then this is for you. It’s June’s sizzle, all the way to Six, this September.


Review: Euripides Medea

This Medea deserves its fame. A must-see, though nearly sold-out.


Review: Duty

A fresh and urgent play, Duty should tour as a salutary reminder of how war impacts community, divides war-influenced majority from the few who see through war.


Review: Stephen Sondheim, David Ives Here We Are

Altogether this mightn’t be in the top tier of Sondheim musicals, but it’s one of the most interesting, even profound, and Sondheim exits with a rapt question-mark. Unmissable.