Review: Chekhovian

See it for the Chekhov, and come away forgetting for the most part these are students. They’re already Chekhovian.


Review: The Final Episode

Two original twists, a fine, fresh writer/performer/director and something I certainly look forward to seeing developed.


Review: Uccelini

A rich, suggestive and above all probing work about how we live with our ghosts so we can live with each other.


Review: Two Halves of Guinness

As a gentle voyage around the frothy half of Guinness we know, and the dark we don’t, it deserves awards, and another tour.


Review: Carmen

A must-see for anyone compelled by ballet; something we’re not likely to see in Brighton for years.


Review: Between the River and the Sea

Recognizing humanity is a mingled yarn mightn’t sound revelatory. Nor what we want to take away. But it’s what we need.


Review: The Waves

A mostly outstanding – and theatrical - adaptation of an almost impossible-to-adapt novel.


Review: Dualism

An exquisite dance and movement piece exploring the ideals of polarities within a body and the effects that it has on you.


Review: The Choir of Man

The Choir of Man brings us joy whilst bursting with talent. But it’s a timely reminder of what’s at stake.


Review: Playhouse Creatures

This version is never done because the all-female five-hander is easier: so do see it. A triumph.


Review: Iphigenia

Pacing is fleet, inexorable, even with those frozen minutes of contemporary video. Unmissable.


Review: Heart Wall

One of the most remarkable reveals in recent theatre, and makes this play an absolutely compelling must-see.


Review: A Home for Hamish

A delightful and beautiful half hour spent watching skilled practitioners delight young children.


Review: Jawsica

A quirky take on the summer blockbuster retold through puppetry


Review: Ghosted

A (mostly) true story of love, loss, shame, and redemption


Review: John Proctor is the Villain

The apotheosis is both thrilling and more than timely. At a moment where feminism is being closed down, this needs screaming


Review: Two

As fine a revival as you’re likely to see in London or the South. It's a classic that, like Road, is more political as it ages gracefully.


Review: A Doll’s House

The end, a question-mark, leaves a silence where you might hear a door banging three streets away.


Review: Waitress

Hope Fletcher raises soaring music theatre, an ounce of gold in the throat and stars six inches above it.


Review: Falstaff

Mike Stoneham deserves acclaim for this one-man tour-de-farce, that keeps the Rabelaisian fires burning.


Review: Edward II

Alex Pearson has devised an Edward II that’s fleet, clear, crisply compelling and as sly as Marlowe: something other productions could profit from.


Review: The Authenticator

Absorbing, playfully swerving from where it might travel, The Authenticator mildly frustrates, mostly digs you in the ribs with questions. And thoroughly entertains.


Review: A Rollicking Dream of Midsummer

A Dream of Midsummer is a high-energy spin-off of Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night's Dream, that works best if you know the original..


Review: In the Print

Sheerly theatrical, superbly performed; as one man gains a choke-hold and one woman can see how it might just be stopped. Unmissable.


Review: Pack of Lies

This one-time hit though now rarely-staged Olivier-winning play is worth tracking down; and you’ve a little more time to find it in Southwick.


Review: The Old Ladies

A small classic, if not on the scale of The Truth About Blayds, it’s yet another gem. And a must-see.


Review: Arabian Nights

A beguiling, thoroughly diverting start to spring, it’s a delight.


Review: Summerfolk

We need Summerfolk. Sided and slant, this version is a must-see. And almost as much as Chekhov, we need more Gorky.


Review: Vincent in Brixton

An outstanding revival, not least for the quiet blaze between Niamh Cusack and Jeroen Frank Kales, but with a revelatory supporting cast


Review: The Crucible

One of Lewes Little’s finest of recent years; which often happens when they’re ambitious.


Review: Aether

Exciting, boppy, mind-enlarging, sometimes thrilling


Review: The BFG

Evans and his team have transported the magic so completely it’s taken up residence. Both outstanding and a delight


Review: Double Indemnity

With Raymond Chandler’s ghost still in the machine it’s a compelling noir.


Review: It Walks Around the House at Night

Class war meets woohoo in this clash of cultures. There’s twists up to the last moment. And a mobile phone can spell magical revenge. Highly recommended.


Review: Lunartic

The Moon wants a man. Can you help?


Review: Dear Liar

Stella Powell-Jones and her team make the strongest possible case. A must-see for all lovers of theatre, wit, and wincing put-downs.


Review: The Constant Wife

An outstanding revival and adaptation, a faultless cast, an award-winning set too. Brighton has been lucky in its last three productions. This though is the gem. Outstanding.


Review: The Shitheads

Aa a blazing new voice though The Shitheads packs a flinty punch; and paradoxically heralds a vivid poetic talent. A must-see.


Review: Deep Azure

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


Review: F.ART!

Quintessential fringe. Quintessentially Wellington.


Review: The Story of Peer Gynt

The Norwegian Ibsen company - and here Kåre Conradi - are doing for Ibsen what Conor Lovett and Gare St Lazare are doing for Beckett. And both are to be found at the Coronet.


Review: After Miss Julie

Provocative, absorbing take on Strindberg’s 1888 masterpiece. Fine cast led by Liz Francis make much of demob denouements.


Review: Man and Boy

An almost flawless revival of a work that might yet prove a masterpiece.


Review: Glorious!

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


Review: El Colibrí

You can choose your friends but you can’t choose your family. 


Review: Tap Fusion

“Listen to my feet, and I will tell you the story of my life”


Review: Dirty Old Songs

Sonic exploration of a selection of the dirtiest songs across blues history.


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: Jerusalem

This flawless production of weight and substance calling on NVT’s resources is a triumph.


Review: Sweet Mambo

A bittersweet exploration of love and longing, explosively performed.


Review: 1.17am, or until the words run out

A cracking debut that picks you up and never lets go. Like any play that gifts us believable characters, it leaves you wondering what life, not just Hunter Gordon, will do with them. Highly recommended.


Review: Arcadia

As bright as stained crystal and warm as the filament Thomasina reaches for: outstanding.


Review: Dance of Death

Strindberg to live with? Who’d have thought of that? An outstanding must-see. If you can’t get there, tune in to the livestream. This demands a wider audience.


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: Midsomer Murders

Don’t miss this. You’ll be surprised. Particularly if you think you know the badgers.


Review: Bloom

A beautifully imagined afternoon watching a Japanese stepdancer perform percussive stepdance to Scottish tunes and original music in the company of a highly appreciative audience.


Review: American Psycho

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


Review: The Lion in Winter

In the main a stupendous feat: two leads at the top of their game and three superb, beautifully detailed actors inhabiting the sons; with two fine supporting ones as siblings Philip and Alais. A must-see.


Review: Mrs President

Mrs President will continue to haunt and I suspect, develop. Be haunted though.


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.