(Gardner’s article appeared in the Guardian, 5/13.)
1: O No!
If you have an aversion to audience participation and theatre about theatre you may think it wise to steer clear of this show by Jamie Wood. You would be so wrong. Taking its inspiration from Yoko Ono’s art instructions, this wonky and utterly joyous hour is both a love letter to Ono and a gentle send-up, and it offers a kind of miracle as it turns even the most reluctant members of the audience into participants.
2: King Lear
There are still several Lears to come this year, including productions in Bristol (Timothy West), London’s Old Vic (Glenda Jackson) and Stratford upon Avon (Antony Sher). But will we see a better one than Don Warrington’s dispossessed king in Michael Buffong’s plain but effective revival? Warrington acts up a storm as a majestic monarch who loses both his authority and his peace of mind as Cordelia’s truth-telling punctures the trappings of power and tragedy ensues.
3: Our Ladies Of Perpetual Succour
Vicky Featherstone’s production of Alan Warner’s cult 1998 novel The Sopranos is about a group of Scottish Catholic schoolgirls on the razzle during a choir trip to Edinburgh. Lee Hall’s script captures both the inner and outer lives of these sweet-voiced and often dirty-minded teenagers, while the music – ranging from choral to pop – magnifies the emotions of an unashamedly big, bold and brassy story.