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Fringe REVIEW: Candide @Brighton College – Montague Studio

Brave and bold theatre by Brighton’s brightest!

THE Brighton College Drama Department premiered its very first Fringe production this week, which not only exceeded my expectations but smashed them to smithereens.

Directed and designed by Head of Drama Thomas Kenwright, Candide – the latest creation by English playwright Mark Ravenhill – is a dark, demented and delightful play that proves to be a gamble for the staff and students at Brighton College, but a gamble that pays off.

Candide is a surreal rollercoaster ride, telling the story of a young philosopher who develops a theory based on optimism and how his theory affects the generations that follow. Gleefully hopping from past, present and future, the play pushes its audience to the brink of absurd comedy and staggering tragedy.

Kenwright’s artistic vision is clear throughout the production and his attention to detail is impeccable; the varying set designs in particular had me floored.

For instance, transitioning from a palace in 1757 (with its whimsical Rococo furniture) to a country hotel in 2018 (with an entire dining room literally painted black) carried such a stark contrast that I was left dazed and unprepared for the carnage that ensued. There was also a super campy moment that involved a Ken doll, a zip-line and a bunch of balloons that made me giggle.

My only criticism, and this may come down to the performance I saw being a preview, but some of the sightlines were blocked and blended. Kenwright utilised a fusion of thrust and traverse staging, having the audience sit on three sides of the action, and although there were some truly beautiful stage pictures created, there were also points where I struggled to see a single face onstage. Like reminding an actor to find their light, the same can be said about sightlines, but I think this problem can be solved quite easily.

Tackling sex, murder and existentialism, the play’s content is very mature and I applaud the entire cast (some as young as 13 years old!) for taking a risk and rising to the creative challenge.

Stand out performances include:

Gabriel Ross’s Candide, who demonstrated impressive character development throughout the play – I didn’t like Candide at the start, but by the end I loved him.

Polly Howarth’s Sophie, who captured the perfect balance of sincerity and insanity;

Ferdy Ray’s Scriptwriter, who’s comedic timing is straight out of London’s West End; and finally,

Roxy Toyne in everything she did – even in the scenes where she had very little to do, I was still eagerly waiting to see what hilarious facial expression or mannerism she could sneak in.

Kenwright and his team are onto something big here and, if Candide is any indication, I think (and hope) the Brighton College Drama Department will be back in next year’s Fringe with something equally daring.

Candide is a perfect example of how powerful arts education can be and why we need to foster the talent and passion of young people – now more than ever.

Reviewed by Spencer Charles Smith on Wednesday, May 30 at Montague Studio (Brighton College)

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Fringe REVIEW: The Sparks Factory @Sweet Werks 1

Sparks Fly in How Disabled Are You?

I WAS lucky enough to catch the final night of The Spark Factory – a festival of bold and risky new work taking place within the Brighton Fringe and curated by Spun Glass Theatre. The week-long festival included a range of artistic disciplines, from puppetry to spoken word to musical cabaret, and concluded with a brand-new piece of verbatim theatre by Brighton-based writer/performer The Queer Historian: How Disabled Are You?

Caveat: The aim of The Spark Factory is to share work in all stages of development, from polished perfection to promisingly pubescent, so what I’m writing now is less of a theatre review and more of my first impression of a very exciting new project.

How Disabled Are You? uses text written by anonymous contributors to explore various attitudes toward the benefits system in the UK and those that rely on it.

These contributions – or confessions – come from people currently living on benefits as well as people who find great joy in reporting individuals they suspect are committing benefit fraud. We’re never told any information about the contributors (i.e. age, gender, location) and only hear their written words spoken by the three performers onstage: Helen, Jade and Nicola.

What’s quite special about this show is that the performers are not given the text beforehand and essentially present a ‘cold reading’ to the audience, which made it a treat to see each performer react genuinely to what they were reading.

There were points in the show when the performers were visibly shocked but had to maintain their composure in order to finish the reading. As an audience, we witnessed some incredibly human moments onstage. And I extend that to the very powerful spoken-word poem (pre-recorded by Tommy) that concluded the show.

I’ve heard Tommy’s poetry several times now and it’s truly exciting to watch his creative focus shift and change, and hone in on very raw and exposed emotion.

There were two aspects of the show that felt a bit clunky to me, that I feel need revisiting in its next iteration:

1) The introduction at the beginning was a tad heavy-handed and spelt everything out to the audience before the show even started. For instance, explaining that the brown envelopes containing the performers’ text resemble the brown envelopes that arrive in the post and contain the details of one’s benefits. That’s a great idea, but let us as an audience make that link somewhere throughout the show.

2) As a fan of verbatim theatre, I have admired the work of Moises Kaufman and Anna Deavere Smith for many years; I even performed in a production of Smith’s Twilight: 1992 many moons ago.

The element of verbatim theatre that I missed most during this performance was characterisation. The beauty of verbatim theatre is working with imperfect and unedited speech from real life people, and with that comes a spectrum of characters with their own unique speech patterns and mannerisms. What we lose by having the performers simply read a piece of text onstage is much-needed variation, theatricality and three-dimensional characterisation.

Beyond the discussion of benefits, How Disabled Are You? tackles a number of difficult topics rarely explored in mainstream theatre – mental health, chronic illness, class, ableism and systematic stigmatisation in Britain – which is why a full-length production needs to be made. There is so much potential for this show to connect with the public, to educate and to initiate conversations that too many people are too afraid to have.

I hope to see a fully realised version of How Disabled Are You? in next year’s Fringe.

Reviewed by: Spencer Charles Smith

Date: Thursday, May 10, 2018

Venue: Sweet Werks 1

Fringe REVIEW: Gingzilla: Glamonster Vs. the World

A Beautiful Beast!

I COULD tell Gingzilla oozed charisma from the moment she greeted her queuing audience outside The Hat (in The Warren) with sweet and salty popcorn.

Towering over me, this 7ft ginger giant gleefully reminisced about the time I saw her eat an entire bucket of fried chicken onstage at Her Upstairs in London. Just like her pre-show snack, Gingzilla’s latest creation Gingzilla: Glamonster Vs. the World sits on a knife-edge of sweet and salty camp.

Inspired by the ‘creature features’ from the 1950s (i.e. Godzilla, Attack of the 50ft Woman, King Kong), Gingzilla: Glamonster Vs. the World tells the story of an ordinary woman trying to live up to society’s old-fashioned gender expectations. Our campy protagonist is guided along by a God-like voice – straight out of a cigarette advert – and is provided step-by-step instructions on how to be a real lady. Fortunately for us, chaos ensues and a glamonster is unleashed onto the audience.

With a mix of music, movies and mess, the show offered a little bit of everything: lip-synching, live singing (and the girl can sing!) and light-hearted audience participation. I was particularly impressed by the video projection, where Gingzilla’s face was superimposed onto clips of old sit-coms and black-and-white horror films.

What I loved most about this show was how it straddled the line of comedy and tragedy; in true camp fashion, there was a fascinating duality to Gingzilla. Think: the lovechild of John Waters and Rob Zombie. She was constantly flipping back and forth – from the hilarious to the horrifying; from beautiful singing to beastly screaming; from impeccably precise choreography to stumbling on smoke machines backstage.

The audience experienced this duality too. I won’t spoil it, but there was a moment involving ice cream that made me want to chuckle and blow chunks at the same time. But the absolute highlight for me was when she used the audio from a 1950s television show to allude to domestic abuse, and the audience genuinely didn’t know if it should laugh or cry. That kind of grotesque confusion and genre-fuckery is exactly why I love camp.

Go see this show.

Not only is Gingzilla talented, and a sweetheart, but she’s the kind of queen you want to root for. And, if you’re lucky, you might even get a face-full of her ginger cleavage.

Plays at the The Warren: The Hat on May 9 and 27.

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FEATURE: Why we need a ‘Queer’ Theatre (now, more than ever)

Still buzzing from a jam-packed Brighton Fringe programme and clad in his retro lavender style – a look I’ve come to associate with the man behind the Marly – I sat down with Tarik Elmoutawakil to discuss the challenges and rewards that come with programming queer performance.

Artwork Hizze Fletcher: www.hizzefletcher.com
Artwork Hizze Fletcher: www.hizzefletcher.com

Since relocating to the UK three years ago, I’ve been hungry for a queer theatre reminiscent of Buddies in Bad Times Theatre: the bold and unapologetically ‘queer’ theatre that continues to carve its place in the landscape of Canadian art.

Tarik joined the Marlborough Pub and Theatre as a bartender 15 years ago, but in 2008 he ambitiously took charge of the theatre space because it was at risk of shutting down indefinitely. David Sheppeard joined Tarik shortly after that, and then Abby Butcher in 2012, and these three impassioned individuals share the Creative Producer title. Simon Booth (Technical Manager) and Ema Boswood (Programme Coordinator) joined more recently and complete the entirely queer team behind one of the only specifically LGBT+ performance venues in the UK.

The Marly team photo: Rosie Powell
The Marly team photo: Rosie Powell

Like queer theory itself, the Marly’s artistic mandate is amorphous and constantly shifting with time. Fundamentally, Tarik and his team aim to programme work that explores “intersectional perspectives.”

As demonstrated through LGBT+ communities, identity is a diverse spectrum and the Marly hopes to reflect that diversity onstage through theatre, music, cabaret, live art, comedy, dance and digital media, ultimately “challenging singular representation.” To Tarik, queer performance “dismantles structures and speaks truths from unheard voices.”

Every voice within the LGBT+ communities is unique and exhibited at some point at the Marly, but Tarik explained that the venue especially fosters work from trans and non-binary artists because they are often excluded in the mainstream arts scene. The Marly strives for inclusive programming where “minorities and the oppressed can feel safe and represented onstage.”

However, that isn’t to say that anyone and everyone is welcome to perform at the Marly. Is there a limit to exclusivity? Do we want racists and homophobes and sexists onstage? Obviously not. Tarik’s philosophy is to “discriminate against discrimination.” But this can’t be an easy feat.

When asked what challenges come from programming for a festival like Brighton Fringe, Tarik explained that the Fringe is open-access (unlike the rest of the year’s programming) and much of the work is ‘in progress’ when the artist applies. This means that the Marly team may only see the completed show during the final dress/tech rehearsal.

According to Tarik, there have been instances in the past where he discovered problematic details within a show (ie. a line or image that could alienate a certain group of people in the audience) and had to discuss it with the artist. Never overt bigotry, but rather “micro-aggressions that needed to be addressed.” Luckily, most artists have been grateful for the feedback and gladly made the necessary changes to include every kind of audience member that frequents the Marly.

The fact is that some artists need to check their privilege. Even though someone belongs to the LGBT+ communities, and has experienced prejudice in some shape, way or form, they do not then have permission to oppress another marginalised group.

If we step out of the theatre for a second: the assumption is that everyone in the LGBT+ community is open and accepting, but you just have to switch on Grindr to find ‘NO FATS NO FEMMES NO ASIANS’ plastered across ‘MASC 4 MASC’ profiles.

Just like our seemingly inclusive community, white, male privilege remains rampant in queer art today, and venues like the Marly have a responsibility to hold artists accountable for the messages they spread with their work. Who else is going to do it?

At its core, queer art is about taking risks. Identities and ideologies are being challenged and subverted, and people are bound to be offended. But that’s the point – art is supposed to affect its audience. Mistakes might be made and language might alienate, but venues like the Marly open up a dialogue around reductive rhetoric and representation within the LGBT+ communities. As seen in their upcoming (and meticulously curated) Trans Pride programme, workshops and Q&As are scheduled alongside specific performances in hopes of unpacking ideas at play and facilitating much-needed conversations about the work.

But running a queer theatre isn’t all about challenge and intensity – it’s also incredibly rewarding. Tarik revealed that he has met so many of his queer heroes through the Marly, some including: Mykki Blanco, DarkMatter, Kate Bornstein and Split Britches. And more importantly, Tarik finds genuine joy in creating a community hub “where you can live closer to the ideals you want to see in the world.”

When asked to describe the Marly’s future, Tarik envisioned “an environment where queerness is normalised and where people are emboldened by seeing fragments of their identity reflected onstage.”

A ‘queer’ theatre is so much more than just a theatre; it’s a laboratory; it’s a sanctuary; it’s a protest. And in our current political climate, as our government is infiltrated by homophobic, sexist DUP extremists, I can’t think of anything more important than a space that hands a microphone to the voiceless and shines a spotlight on the marginalised. The only way change will come is if we speak up, stand out and listen; and that’s why we need performance venues like The Marlborough Pub and Theatre.

Photo: Rosie Powell
Photo: Rosie Powell

BRIGHTON FRINGE REVIEW: Pelican @The Warren Studio 3

Quick and Punchy Comedy

Pelican is one of the best sketch-comedies I’ve seen at the Fringe in years. Created and performed by ex-Footlights Jordan, Sam and Guy, the trio has charisma, likability and wit all rolled into one.

With a cheeky spin on 1970s neo-noir film, Pelican follows a narrative that surrounds oblivious actor Charles Heron and his search to find the truth behind an old Hollywood curse…before it kills him. Sprinkled throughout are hilarious tangents of over-the-top TV clips, absurd physical comedy and audience participation (just the right amount of audience participation), which don’t seem relevant to the main story at first, but as the play unfolds it becomes more and more clear how intelligently crafted Pelican is.

My absolute favourite moments of the show were when something technical malfunctioned (like the fog machine not being plugged in at the start of the show) and the three performers had to improvise through gritted teeth; you could see the genuine bond between the three young men onstage and I felt like I was among friends.

Pelican is quick and punchy – reminiscent of The Play That Goes Wrong – and if you’re at the Edinburgh Fringe this summer, you better grab tickets ASAP…before they sell out!

BRIGHTON FRINGE REVIEW: Bourgeois & Maurice: How to Save the World Without Really Trying @Spiegeltent

Campy, clever clowns

By far, one of the best shows I’ve seen in this year’s Fringe is Bourgeois & Maurice: How to Save the World Without Really Trying.

Politically charged, tongue-firmly-planted-in-cheek and incredibly catchy, the music from intergalactic dynamic duo Bourgeois & Maurice had me grinning like an idiot throughout the entire 70-minute performance. Personal favourites include the merciless anthems Goodbye Europe and British Values (an apropos serving of irony in our silly post-Brexit world) and the outrageous Chemsex Party (a perfect harmony of sentimental melody and biting lyrics).

Besides their topical tunes, I loved the banter between each number; it felt like stand-up comedy, cabaret and circus all rolled into one show. I was also impressed with how tight the lighting and video was – which is usually a shortcoming for many Fringe shows. At one point, Bourgeois & Maurice have a Skype conversation with Bourgeois & Maurice on-screen and the exchange was so smooth it emphasised the duo’s sheer talent and attention to detail.

My only criticism is that I wanted more. This should be a full-length show.

Check them out on Spotify.

Venue: Spiegeltent

Dates: May 28-29

 

BRIGHTON FRINGE REVIEW: Gypsy Queen @The Marlborough Theatre

Inoffensive Theatre!

Hope Theatre Company’s latest production of Gypsy Queen isn’t a bad play; it’s everything you would expect to see in a gay play: repressed sexuality, conflicting masculinity, gay male stereotypes, jokes about tops/bottoms, a homophobic climax and full-frontal nudity. Even the show’s poster is obvious: two topless men. But what was most predictable was the audience I was sat with: White. Gay. Men.

I’m bored. Why are we still telling the same sad stories about the same gay men?

Throughout the performance I kept asking myself the same questions: Why do I care about these men? What is this show revealing about the gay experience that I didn’t already know? Why does this show exist? …I still have no idea.

Don’t get me wrong, there is a place for gay theatre – and stories we haven’t heard yet – but gay theatre like this belongs back in the 90s. We’ve made progress! Let’s see it onstage!

Rob Ward (also the playwright) was the most compelling part of the show; his characters were fully realised and engaging. Did we need to see him naked? Probably not. But I guess that gets certain butts on seats.

Ward’s scene partner Ryan Clayton on the other hand lacked precision. I also think he was miscast; there’s no way a man with such a perfect face would be a professional boxer. Where’s the grit and guts that come from a fighter? A bit like the show in general… Where’s the nerve? Where’s the risk? Where’s the heart?

I’m sick of safe gay theatre. Give me something real.


GYPSY QUEEN by Rob Ward

Venue: Marlborough Pub Theatre

Dates: May 25-27

Reviewed by: Spencer Charles Smith

BRIGHTON FRINGE REVIEW: Darkroom Diaries @The Marlborough

Sexy comedy (but at whose expense?).

Standing in nothing but tighty-whities and a leather harness, Dutch comedian Johan Goossens is a charismatic storyteller who knows how to beak the ice before sharing (over-sharing?) quirky, awkward and sometimes sticky anecdotes about his colourful sex life.

DARKROOM DIARIES is 60 minutes of frank and funny sexual confessions, broken up by short kitschy songs reminiscent of classic Victoria Wood.

A school teacher by day, Goossens turns the performance into a learning opportunity, educating the heterosexual members of the audience on gay vocabulary like ‘top/bottom’ and gay routines like popping poppers and douching. He also had us raise our hands at certain questions, humorously noting that no one ever admits to being a bottom.

Strangely, for a show titled ‘Darkroom Diaries,’ there was very little time devoted to Goossens’ darkroom experiences. In fact, I can only recall one moment in the hour-long performance that directly addressed a darkroom; instead, Goossens discussed sex more generally. I wasn’t bothered by this, but such a misleading title could’ve left some audience members unsatisfied.

Although I enjoyed listening to Goossens (I could’ve listened to his dulcet tones all night long) I found some of his comedy problematic (if not reductive).

At one point he described vaginas as ‘disgusting’ and at another point he took a cheap shot at lesbians. As the show went on it became quite clear to me that his target audience was well-endowed, uninhibited gay men, and I wondered if the female members of the audience felt at all alienated.

As someone who presents himself as progressive, open-minded and sex-positive – and in a venue that endeavours to create a genuinely inclusive queer space in Brighton – I was surprised to hear Goossens drop the odd misogynist comment in a seemingly well-meaning piece about taking pride in your body and sexual (mis)adventures.

DARKROOM DIARIES by Johan Goossens

Venue: Marlborough Pub Theatre

Dates: 12-14 May

Reviewed by: Spencer Charles Smith

BRIGHTON FRINGE REVIEW: Sex addiction: The lecture @One Church

Shame, Pain and Heart

I hadn’t intended on writing a review for The Queer Historian’s latest Fringe show Sex Addiction: The Lecture because I already submitted a preview piece in April’s issue of Gscene. And Tommy (The Queer Historian) has become one of my closest friends in Brighton since moving here in January, so I acknowledge the possible conflict of interest. However, I woke up this morning still reeling from last night’s performance and I feel it is my duty as a critic and theatre-lover to write something. So fuck it, here goes…

Sex Addiction: The Lecture is a ruthless and raw confession of regret, shame, pleasure and pain. In a postmodern mishmash of audio interviews, talk show video clips, campy pop music, flashcards and scattered sequins, Tommy literally paints the stage (and himself) with the red-stained suffering that comes from being a sex addict. There was a point when Tommy was shaking so much – with rage or nerve or both – that I had to look away.

The show tackles the stigma that surrounds sex addiction and the surprising rejection that comes from so many people who refuse to classify it as a real addiction. More broadly, the show questions what makes an addict, with Tommy capturing the itch and scratch of addiction through vigorous choreography by Rebecca Evans.

Like many Fringe productions, elements of the show were short-changed by limited tech. If and when this show is mounted again, I want to see lighting that reflects the isolation often felt by addicts. I also think video could be utilised more (and on a larger screen), incorporating the audio clips already sprinkled throughout the piece. And lastly, the show needs a sturdier set design, but that would likely come with a more permanent theatre run.

By the end, the stage looked how I felt… a mess. And then Tommy offered the audience a chocolate bar and we all shared a much-needed cathartic release. But what hit me the hardest was what followed immediately after the performance: Tommy stood at the microphone, tears streaming down his face, and offered a heartfelt thank-you to his partner Ed (sat in the audience) for his unconditional love and support throughout the creative process of this show.

Without a doubt, The Queer Historian is an artist bursting with heart and the fact that he’s brave enough to share a piece of his heart with the rest of us is something I can’t help but respect.


Sex Addiction: The Lecture by The Queer Historian

Venue: One Church, One Church Brighton, Gloucester Place, Brighton, BN1 4AA

Dates: May 11-13

BRIGHTON FRINGE REVIEW: Rubber Ring @The Warren

But does the rubber ring true?

Energetic and charming, just like its writer/performer, James McDermottRUBBER RING is an engaging tale of adolescent uncertainty and a refreshing snapshot of growing up queer in Norfolk.

Although somewhat predictable, the story was fast-paced and the script had moments of poetry and earnestness – I was genuinely hooked ‘til the end. The character of Billy, the gender-queer Londoner that opens the eyes of our naive protagonist Jimmy, was a highlight and I was sad to say goodbye to them.

On the other hand, I was confused about when the story was set. Jimmy’s outlook on being queer and his musical taste screamed mid-nineties, but then he pulled out his iPhone to check Tinder.

His connection to Morrissey could have been clarified too – beyond the fact that he dated both men and women, why Morrissey? What about his music spoke to Jimmy? Not that I needed a choreographed number (…I wouldn’t have said no…), I wanted to know how and why the music inspired our lovable lead.

I also wanted a bit more differentiation between the characters (voice, physicality, gesture, etc.). At some points I couldn’t tell who was speaking.

Most importantly, I wanted to know how much of this story was true. Some moments felt full of heart (like Jimmy’s relationship with his mother), while others felt contrived (like the moment he met the young lady on the train). Call me old-fashioned, but I prefer solo performance that is raw and confessional, and throughout the 60 minutes of Rubber Ring I couldn’t help but wonder if I was being cheated much-needed authenticity.

RUBBER RING by James McDermott
Presented by Velvet Trumpet Theatre Company
Venue: The Warren
Dates: 8-11
Review: Spencer Charles Smith

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