Review: Our American Queen

Klingenstein’s attentive, witty above all brilliant re-imagining of two remarkable young people. Exceptional.


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: The Mask Policy

Tianjiao Tan’s crafted a unique, witty take on an industry with little exposure as it were. A revelation.


Review: Forbidden Places

Tom Stoppard dying the day before recalled Leopoldstraat to many. No-one expected this harrowing slant successor. No wonder the audience were on their feet. Outstanding.


Review: Darkie Armo Girl

A thrilling show, it’s the one-person blaze to catch before Christmas.


Review: Jobsworth

A must-see one-person coffee-black comedy, it lasts a full 90 minutes. Libby Rodliffe is a phenomenal performer. And uproarious.


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: Lee

The play, like the art, compels itself, and shows why it had to be written.


Review: Keep Your Sunny Side Up

In nearly every way exceptional. Hampshire is consummate and sets off Rouselle as worthy to inhabit Fields.


Review: Nowhere

Personal meets political in Khalid Abdalla's anti-biographical play


Review: Mussolini

"An intelligent and technically remarkable portrait of the dictator as a clown and mime-artist"


Review: ADHD? WTF is ADHD!

Emma Wilkinson-Wright is unnervingly close to the pulse of how real this is. A hidden gem.


Review: Miles

Portrait of a troubled genius and his music


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: Claire Dowie See Primark and Die Finborough

There’s more than a touch of Ken (even more, Daisy) Campbell about the way Dowie structures her circular storytelling. Here it’s at its most consummate, most artful and repays re-reading to catch Dowie at your throat.


Review: Charlie Josephine: I, Joan

Daisy Miles, supremely, Laurits Hiroshi Bjerrum and Rhys Bloy excel in a fine cast and prove this clarion of a play can rise again triumphantly.


Review: Playhouse Creatures

When Doll Common claims “Life’s like a storm. Don’t get in its way” one thinks of the stoicism of those in the eye of it, and their audience. A consummate revival.


Review: Flutter-Bye

Since this play and Allison Ferns have a lot of legs, it’ll be worth coming back to see it run.


Review: The Incident Room

NVT have blown into 2025 with two superb productions; this is a must-see.


Review: Belly of the Beast

Belly of the Beast should be a set text in schools. And should definitely tour there.


Review: Ballet Shoes

A paean to wonder and possibility, dreaming to some purpose. Like other winter growths, this should prove a hardy perennial, evergreen as the book.


Review: Ruari Conaghan Lies Where It Falls

Ruari Conaghan has nowhere to hide in every sense. He exudes the charismatic of 100 watts cosplaying a glowing 40, then hits you between the eyes


Review: The Ungodly

The Ungodly which playwright Joanna Carrick also directs is different, and special. No wonder it transfers to Off-Broadway next spring. An outstanding piece of theatre.


Review: Giant

Giant is both a magisterial debut and a landmark work for braving a terrain littered with - as Tom says - "booby traps... And surprise surprise - boom."


Review: Princess Essex

The more we see of such uplifting, uproarious, yet probing works the better.


Review: Precious Cargo

Precious Cargo brings to light a key part of history that must not be forgotten.


Review: The Years

This production reminds us it’s often the least theatrical, least tractable works that break boundaries, glow with an authority that changes the order of things.


Review: The Promise

Clare Burt’s Wilkinson, racking asthmatically across the play, is indelible, crowning the evening in an arc of sacrifice, Essential theatre-going, an education.


Review: Crown of Straw

A hint, a soupcon, a mint, from a rehearsed reading o muckle glister tae follae.


Review: Kafka

It’s Klaff’s improvisatory edge, founded on absolute technique and clear-headed text, that finds an exit where none was signposted. Magnificent.


Review: The Kite Runner

Spellbindingly translated to the stage and here with more power even than before. Don’t miss it.


Review: Sappho

A bit of theatrical democracy invoking pre-democracy crafts an exquisite irony for a rainy afternoon. Do see it.


Review: Kunstler

An outstanding production persuading us such a self-narrating show can enthral as well as inform. A hidden gem.


Review: Little Women

There’s heartbreak and joy here. If you don’t know it, be surprised and moved at this hidden fringe gem, realised by this team in delicately-cut facets.


Review: Laughing Boy

Stephen Unwin directs his own play as a sweep of storytelling, laughter and devastation.


Review: Storming!

Stands alone, a wholly original twist to a growing alarm-bell of ethics.


Review: The Motive and the Cue

An extraordinary production. Thorne’s vision is capped by a riveting performance by Gatiss, who glows with the still, sad music of Gielgud’s humanity.


Review: Good-Bye

Wholly absorbing, wholly other, it’s a gem of the Coronet’s dedication to world theatre.


Review: Turning the Screw

This six-hander is a 90-minute announcement of a major talent. An almost flawless play.


Review: The Good John Proctor

A valuable corrective to anticipate both real events and Arthur Miller’s take on Abigail Williams


Review: Same Team

A raw exposition of what it is like being left without a roof until you find hope in a collective heart.


Review: Rika’s Rooms

Emma Wilkinson Wright manages the narrative as an odyssey punctuated by screams. It’s already a phenomenal performance and the actor is so wholly immersed in Rika you know you’re in the presence of something remarkable


Review: The Good Dad (A Love Story), The Mitfords

Now a superb double-bill, and makes a compelling case for these two shows to be yoked together, with their intertwining of family, sisterhood, abuse and terrible consequences.


Review: Pain and I

A poetic musing upon the effect and poignancy of suffering, but not doing so in silence.


Review: Retrospective

This is a first-rate ensemble and Parry has mastered a superlatively-layered interaction. Forget reading, this is a brace of vibrant performances.


Review: The Confessions

Though not the ordinary made phenomenal, Alexander Zeldin’s touchstone, it’s an outstanding personally-inflected testament and striking advance.


Review: This Way For The Gas, Ladies and Gentlemen

Based on the writing of poet Tadeusz Borowski and the paintings of Arnold Daghani This Way For The Gas bears explosive witness to shape the pulse of that post-Holocaust world. Bill Smith, Angi Mariano and their colleagues have wrought an enormous service. In the last great reprise of 'Never' we realise we're seeing the finale of an emerging masterpiece.


Review: The Father and the Assassin

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


Review: Infamous

Emma Hamilton, mother and ward. Expect spats. Nine months since her National Theatre Kerry Jackson opened, April de Angelis arrives at Jermyn Street with the three-hander Infamous, directed by Michael Oakley, till October 7th. Even though the earlier play was staged in the smaller Dorfman, Infamous is chamber music by comparison. As in Kerry Jackson, De Angelis avoids tragedy where it clearly offers itself. The final two scenes though offer more; it’s piquant, momentarily uplifting, a little sad. And dramatically right it’s expressed in dance.


Review: Wiesenthal

A surprisingly humorous biography of the great Nazi Hunter.


Review: Mrs. President

A slightly esoteric look at Mary Lincoln’s life


Review: Blue Morpho

The flapping of a butterfly’s wing can have a great effect


Review: Self-Raising

An inclusive, engaging and thought provoking show about family dynamics.


Review: Joe & Ken

Most of all, this couple capture the feel of the Orton/Halliwell exchange, the chemistry, the aromatic stink of sex from Craig Myles’ Orton, the sweat and self-disgust of Tino Orsini’s Halliwell. John Dunne’s created an Ortonesque, almost What the Dramatist Saw version of events. Orton might have liked that best. And Halliwell, narrating his own death in Orsini’s delivery, been appeased.


Review: When Winston Went to War With the Wireless

An absorbing, layered, superbly entertaining two-and-a-half hours that couldn’t be more relevant. Set against The Motive and the Cue, it also proves how history allows Jack Thorne to be even more versatile than we imagined.


Review: The Sound of Music

This is a top, not just first-rate cast; a riveting, rethought revival. There’s not a weak link - and some vocal surprises. The end is almost unbearably moving. Some still come over mountains as here, some in small boats. You might not feel the same about something you thought you knew. An outstanding revival.


Review: The Madness of George III

Surely the Sarah Mann Company’s finest hour, overcoming the BOAT’s wondrous yet treacherous acoustics – and weather. Alan Bennet’s 1991 The Madness of George III is their most ambitious, most jaw-dropping production. This magnificent revival poses even more urgent questions. A twitch on the thread for all of us.


Review: Dear England

There’s a sacramental thrill as you enter the NT’s Olivier: both sci-fi and ancient Greek. James Graham Dear England, directed by Rupert Goold, is like that: tackling something seen as almost too sacred, at once transcendent for many; but so impacted by nationalist hubris it’s become sclerotic. We enter the game at a historically pivotal moment. Where English football will never be the same. Outstanding.


Review: Tony!

There’s no doubt this is an offbeat, brilliant, rude, absolutely necessary musical. Its acid test will come from younger Millennials and Zoomers. But then that’s the point: the winners rewrite history. History has just struck back, and it’s a blast.