Theatred

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Written for Everything Theatre

The Brides of Bluebeard is an innovative retelling of the old folktale about a murderous nobleman who kills (and possibly eats) a whole string of wives. But whereas the original story is very much Henry VIII meets Hannibal Lecter, cabaret ensemble The Ruby Dolls have put a slightly lighter twist on things. One of the interesting variations is that each of Bluebeard’s wives is from a different historical period, which allows the Dolls to show us the changing role and status of the married woman. There’s also jokes, audience interaction and lots of close harmony singing, so, despite what the original story might suggest, you’re definitely not in for a grim evening here.

Written for Everything Theatre

The best summary I could possibly give of my visit to BAZ Productions’ new show dreamplay is this: my companion for the evening and I walked out of the venue, looked at each other and said something along the lines of, ‘what the hell did we just do?’.

Written for Everything Theatre

I was vaguely regretting my choice to sign up for this show as soon as I entered Selfridges and came face to face with the wall of beautiful people and £60 hand-origami-ed tea bags that stood between the ‘pop up’ theatre space on the lower ground floor and my manifestly uncool self. Fortunately, I did not turn around and flee back into the safe arms of H&M. Because if I had, I would’ve missed this very shiny but entertaining production of a Shakespeare classic by emerging theatre company The Faction.

Written for Everything Theatre

What do thirteen 13-year-old girls, one male bodybuilder and one plastic unicorn have in common? Well, they’re all in my new favourite show.

Written for Everything Theatre

Two things in life I love very much are immersive theatre and a good murder mystery. So How to Solve a Problem Like Murder, advertised as ‘Cluedo meets the seven deadly sins’, seemed to be made for me. I’m not, however, a massive fan of the imperious way in which some immersive theatre companies treat their audience members (looking at you, Punchdrunk). That’s why I got a bit worried when, shortly after arrival, my plus one and I were handed masks, along with the instruction that we had to wear them at all times. Oh, and we weren’t allowed to talk either. It was all very Drowned Man.