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    The rating system is simple:

    ★★★★★ – Terrific, world-standard. Don’t miss.

    ★★★★ – Great, definitely worth seeing.

    ★★★ – Good. Perfectly entertaining. Recommended. Individual mileage may vary.

    ★★ – Fine. Flawed and not really recommended, but you may find something to appreciate in it.

    ★ – Bad (& possibly offensive).

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  • Hamlet (Opera Australia) ★★★★

    Hamlet (Opera Australia) ★★★★

    Composed by Brett Dean. Libretto by Matthew Jocelyn after William Shakespeare. Sydney Opera House. Joan Sutherland Theatre. 20 Jul – 9 Aug, 2024.

    With an Australian composer, Brett Dean, and director, Neil Armfield, Hamlet was originally commissioned by Britain’s famed Glyndebourne Festival before touring to The Met in New York, and beyond. That’s quite the pedigree behind this show, even before you mention the S-word (that’s Shakespeare). 

    Photo supplied by Opera Australia.

    Taking a liberal approach to Shakespeare’s text, this opera plays with your senses to put the audience in the headspace of the Danish prince which can be a disorienting experience. The show opens with a fractured echo of the play’s Act 3 soliloquy “To be, or not to be” before throwing us into the dining hall at Elsinore. It sets the tone for an adaptation that is part deconstruction of the original, which is happy to crib from Shakespeare’s other works to make a point.

    Dean’s score is decidedly modern in its outlook, echoing the essence of a film score at points, and playing with tonality and sound design to fill the theatre. The orchestra’s percussionists, positioned in the balconies, transport the audience into the realm of the supernatural. This is by no means an atonal piece, but those wanting soaring operatic melodies may be left wanting.

    Photo supplied by Opera Australia.

    British tenor, Allan Clayton, plays Hamlet (as he has in previous productions) with a surly flare. Lorina Gore has her work cut out for her as Ophelia with a particularly technical part to sing. In a wonderful move, Dean has written Rosencrantz and Guildenstern (Russell Harcourt and Christopher Lowrey) as counter-tenors who constantly echo each other and those around them; it’s a wonderful comedic touch.

    Ralph Myers’s set shifts as easily as Hamlet’s mental state, giving scenes a dream-like quality, and Alice Babidge’s costumes clearly mark each character. Armfield’s direction is as assured as always. Placing the ensemble cast around the aisles of the audience for the start of Act 2 is a master stroke. This is an opera that doesn’t stay on the stage, but gets inside your head.

    Photo supplied by Opera Australia.

    Hamlet takes the elements that are obviously classic and manages to present them with a modern vision through the medium of opera. It’s the kind of iconoclastic blend that Australian creatives do best. While I think this is aimed more at those with a solid operatic knowledge (and understanding of Shakespeare’s plot) it’s nice to see another fresh piece spice up the Opera Australia repertoire. 

  • In The Heights (Sydney Opera House) ★★★½

    In The Heights (Sydney Opera House) ★★★½

    Music & Lyrics by Lin-Manuel Miranda. Book by Quiara Alegría Hudes. Sydney Opera House, Drama Theatre. 20 Jul – 25 Aug, 2024.

    There are few modern musicals with the heart and the energy of In The Heights. Seventeen years after its Off-Broadway debut, and just 3 years after the film adaptation brightened up the pandemic, this former Hayes Theatre production is back for a third run, this time in the Opera House’s Drama Theatre. It’s safe to say, people love this musical, and I’m one of them.

    Ryan Gonzalez. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    Usnavi (Ryan Gonzalez) runs a corner bodega in Washington Heights in New York with his nephew Sonny (Steve Costi). It’s an intersection for the whole neighbourhood. Across the road Daniela (Janet Dacal) runs a salon catering to the primarily South American-born clientele, and businessman Mr Rosario (Alexander Palacio) operates a car service. But times are tough. Rosario is struggling to put his daughter, Nina (Olivia Dacal) through college, Daniela is being forced to move due to high rents and Usnavi is in debt, but his biggest problem is his inability to talk to Vanessa (Olivia Vásquez). When, in the midst of a heatwave, someone in the neighbourhood wins the lottery, everyone’s life is going to change.

    Olivia Dacal & Barry Conrad. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    In The Heights hits that sweet spot of being both refreshingly original while also filled with the comfortable trappings of musical theatre. It’s a story of love and community, but it touches on the bigger, more contemporary issues of gentrification and the push-and-pull second generation immigrants feel. It’s not as “worthy” as Miranda’s mega-hit Hamilton, but it is more fun.

    This production, directed by Luke Joslin, is scrappy and energetic, like the subject matter. The vocals are stunning (if you can get past the odd breathy pop of a microphone) and when the full ensemble combine for numbers like “96,000” and “Blackout” you can’t help but smile and soak in the terrific orchestrations by Alex Lacamoire and Bill Sherman under the direction of Victoria Falconer.

    Olivia Vásquez & ensemble. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    There’s a lot of charisma on stage with Gonzalez infusing Usnavi with an awkward charm. Vásquez’s Vanessa is a great foil for him, driven and very much her own woman. Benny (Barry Conrad) is full of handsome, youthful bravado and Lena Cruz’s instantly adorable Abuela Claudia captures the audience within minutes. 

    Janet Dacal & Tamara Foglia Castañeda with ensemble. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    For me, the real stars of the show are Janet Dacal and Tamara Foglia Castañeda as the salon duo Daniela and Carla. Their comedy and verve stamp every moment. Of all the performers they best balance the fine art of serving up an authentic character and also playing to the room for laughs. I wanted more stage time for them both.

    There is a rather frustrating uneven-ness to the whole show which is easy to handwave in the small, independent space of the Hayes, but starts to look rough under the glare of the Opera House lights (I didn’t see the show when it was in the much larger Concert Hall in 2019, so I’m not sure how it fared there). The make-shift set looks paper thin, the choreography looks imprecise & cramped, and some costumes pop while others frustratingly blend into the backdrop. Some of the lead performers can’t back up their flawless vocals with the same level of acting, struggling to sell Miranda’s fleet-footed lyrics and seem to be happy to just hit their notes and move to their next mark.

    Barry Conrad and ensemble. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    But the beauty of In The Heights is that it is overflowing with heart, and that warmth papers over all the cracks. This is a good night out, blending romantic comedy with big tunes, and there just isn’t a better venue to “look at the fireworks” than the Opera House.

  • Cost of Living (Sydney Theatre Co.) ★★★½

    Cost of Living (Sydney Theatre Co.) ★★★½

    Written by Martyna Majok. Sydney Theatre Company. Wharf 1 Theatre. 18 Jul – 18 Aug, 2024.

    If you cringe at the mention of the phrase “cost of living” these days, or are thinking STC is just remarkably quick to get a play about the current economic moment on the stage, then I’m here to gently let you down – Cost of Living is not a play about inflation or Coles & Woolies gouging consumers. No, this is Martyna Majok’s 2018 Pulitzer Prize winning play about four people navigating complex physical, emotional and financial relationships. Okay, I lied, it is kinda about modern economics…

    Phillip Quast. Photo: Morgan Roberts

    We first meet Eddie (Phillip Quast), a former truck driver sitting in a bar telling a story about how he still sends his departed wife text messages. Next we see John (Dan Daw) interviewing Jess (Zoe de Plevitz) to take the role of his carer. He is well off and fiercely intelligent, but requires help with day to day activities due to his cerebral palsy. Finally we meet Ani (Kate Hood), a recent quadriplegic with a fiery temper and sharp wit who reluctantly accepts Eddie’s help.

    The “cost” of living of the title is that of carers and those who need external care. Majok carefully navigates these four characters with respect and careful consideration as they tie a complex knot of power dynamics and friendships. Ani and John may present their difficulties more clearly, but Eddie and Jess are just as in need of support in many ways. 

    Dan Daw and Zoe de Plevitz. Photo: Morgan Roberts

    Designer Michael Scott-Mitchell has produced a set that is concrete-chic or brutally depressing, depending on the scene. Aided by lighting by John Rayment and sound design by Guy Webster, the presentation does its best to accent the story and not draw attention to itself.

    Zoe de Plevitz and Dan Daw. Photo: Morgan Roberts

    The performances are excellent across the board. Dan Daw (who is also the show’s co-director) makes John an inquisitive, frank and bold character who pushes the boundaries of his relationship with Jess, who is clearly attracted to him (but whether it is to his intellect, his body or his wealth is anyone’s guess – and that ambiguity makes the tension intoxicating). In comparison, the abrasive warmth of Quast’s Eddie and Hood’s Ani is instantly charming. Kate Hood is easily the show’s standout giving us a vibrant and exciting performance.

    Kate Hood. Photo: Morgan Roberts

    It’s impressive how Majok presents each character in ways that bucks any sense of stereotype. John may suffer from cerebral palsy but he is the smartest, richest character on stage. Jess is desperate for work despite her high level of education. Ani may be the most physically confined, but her personality fills the theatre. Majok refuses to treat any of the characters as victims or helpless.

    The neat resolution might strain credulity but it thematically hits the nail on the head. The breathless reviews from the play’s Broadway run speak more to the American love of a neat resolution rather than any sense of verisimilitude, but it is a grace note on an inquisitive play that delivers an ultimately safe look at a different side of life.

  • Little Women (Hayes) ★★★

    Little Women (Hayes) ★★★

    Book by Allan Knee. Music by Jason Howland. Lyric by Mindi Dickstein. Based on the novel by Louisa May Alcott. Hayes Theatre. 12 Jul – 11 Aug, 2024.

    Little Women is beloved, both the novel and the 2019 film adaptation by pre-Barbie Greta Gerwig. The new revival at the Hayes strips it back to the core with an abstract staging that puts the focus on the words and vocals.

    Molly Bugeja, Kaori Maeda-Judge, Madeleine Betts & Shannen Alyce Quan. Photo: Grant Leslie Photography.

    As a celebration of strong-willed young women defying the social graces of the time, Little Women has proven to be an enduring hit, but the musical version has had a rougher ride of it. A four month Broadway run didn’t set the box office aflame, despite the presence of Sutton Foster, but over the years it’s held onto a cult following thanks to its quirky, singable score. In many ways, it’s a better concert album than a full show, which works in the favour of this Hayes production.

    Shannen Alyce Quan. Photo: Grant Leslie Photography.

    Shannen Alyce Quan has been a great actress in search of a suitable role for a while now. Her recent parts in shows like The Dismissal and Metropolis didn’t quite know what to do with her, and Belvoir’s Holding The Man showed she had the acting and comedic chops to do more than she was being given. A role like Jo, designed for a leading lady to step into, gives her the space required to let both her vocals and acting shine.

    The full cast cut sharp, defined characters keeping each of the March sisters truly unique. Under the direction and very energetic choreography of Amy Campbell, the cast excel at highlighting the immaturity of each of the characters, which goes a long way toward smoothing out some of the quick shifts required in reducing the novel into a musical. 

    Kaori Maeda-Judge & Emily Cascarino. Photo: Grant Leslie Photography.

    Poor Vitoria Hronopoulos is stuck with Amy, one of the most annoying characters in literature, managing to make her suitably annoying and dislikable (she is genuinely one of my most loathed literary creations). Lawrence Hawkins shines as the charming but vacuous Laurie, and Emily Cascarino gives a stoic grace to Marmee despite clearly being too young for the role. The presence of Peter Carroll adds some gravitas to the young cast.

    Full Company of Little Women. Photo: Grant Leslie Photography.

    Tanwee Shrestha’s set design is a real standout for visual impact. It’s definitely not what you expect when you walk into the space and I applaud a bold choice. I’ll be honest, I don’t think it works to the show’s advantage however. In a story full of familial warmth and life, it comes across cold and inhuman. Lily Mateljan’s costumes mix the make-shift with striking silhouettes, giving the March girls quirky, individual looks but does few favours to the shorter members of the cast who look frumpy in an excess of frills.

    But there are limitations to how a musical can replicate the book, and key moments underwhelm (Amy falling into the ice, for example, has very little impact) and at times the show’s book seems to simply step through the novels major moments without any thought to pacing the story out for a satisfying musical experience. It’s saved by Howland and Dickstein’s tunes which are melodic and playful. It sticks to a fairly standard musical theatre recipe, and the result is pleasing, if not exceptional music.

    Molly Bugeja & Peter Carroll. Photo: Grant Leslie Photography.

    The real selling point here is hearing Shannen Alyce Quan belt out the big musical theatre numbers like “Astonishing” and she provides your money’s worth of vocals. As we expect all the vocals are excellent and make the most of the material. For a mediocre musical, this production pushes it to be more than it is and almost succeeds.

  • Too Human (KXT on Broadway) ★★½

    Too Human (KXT on Broadway) ★★½

    Written by Michael McStay. KXT on Broadway. Jul 5 – 20, 2024.

    Part ‘Percy Jackson’, part 80s teen sex farce, Too Human is funny as long as you don’t think about it too deeply but don’t worry, you’re not supposed to think deeply about it.

    14-year old Monty (Rhiaan Marquez) is being bullied at school. The daughter of a mermaid and a minotaur, she looks freakishly different from everyone else in her community. While they are all human/animal hybrids, she is simply… human. In a quest for popularity, Monty adopts a disguise as an ibis named Danielle to attract the leonine bad boy Harry (Lachie Pringle) and earn some cred in the school (with some support from her mum Beverly (Luisa Galloway) who is missing her former life as a siren). But will Monty sell out her best friend Lewis (Rachel Seeto) for a chance at scoring a pash at the Year 8 disco?

    Rhiaan Marquez. Photo: Phil Erbacher.

    A lot of the time, Too Human feels like a comedy sketch that has been stretched beyond its premise. Even at just over 90 minutes in duration, it quickly loses its punch and becomes predictable. The juvenile humour is simply that, and while the odd one-liner may tickle your knowledge of antiquity, to call it “sophomoric” would be giving the gags more academic credit than they’re due. For all the banter, you can’t avoid the fact that jokes about fingering a 14 year old school-girl aren’t funny or clever.

    Coupled with a number of performances that seemed to come straight from the Ministry of Silly Voices (vaguely amusing for the first 10 minutes and then progressively more grating as the show went on) any attempts at subtlety got completely trashed. Director Sammy Jing keeps things moving like a madcap comedy which goes a long way to glossing over the weaknesses of the script, but the pantomime over-acting was hard to see past. This is more a personal thing for me, but I can’t stand “look at me, I’m being funny” performances. 

    Rachel Seeto, Rhiaan Marquez, Lachie Pringle & Jasper Lee-Lindsay. Photo: Phil Erbacher

    In the midst of this, Jasper Lee-Lindsay (who I last saw in Belvoir’s Blessed Union in 2023) steals the show as Andy, a moody, angst ridden crocodile poet, with frustratingly small upper arms. Of all the performances on stage, he pitches his ridiculousness at just the right level to let us feel real emotions for Andy as he yearns for his hidden crush. The other real standout is Production Designer Hannah Tayler’s costumes which are inventive and hilarious in their own right.

    Jasper Lee-Lindsay & Mason Phoumirath. Photo: Phil Erbacher

    The script does provide some occasionally fun moments and clever twists based on the mystical/animalistic premise, but sometimes I was left wondering if it had been really thought through. The ending particularly paints Monty in a terrible, narcissistic light to the point where I simply didn’t give a shit what happened to this horrid, entitled teen. Her friends deserve better than her. This wasn’t aided by the fact I’d recently seen Pixar’s Inside Out 2 which walks a similar “will-teen-girl-sell-out-friends-to-be-popular” trajectory but does it with a lot more insight.

    For all the bits of witty dialogue, and there are some great lines and sly jokes, Too Human isn’t human enough. There is a lack of genuine character building which robs the play of any resonance, leaving us with nothing more than first-draft dick jokes and over-acting. Too Human takes inspiration from the teen sex comedies of the 80s, but doesn’t elevate them at all. In fact it seems to have dragged up all the bits we should have left behind on the way.

  • Sunday Service (Gingers) ★★★★★

    Sunday Service (Gingers) ★★★★★

    Produced by Sydney Cabaret. Ginger’s at The Oxford. Sun 14 & 28 Jul, 2024.

    I don’t believe in god but I do believe in Musical Theatre, and the new Sunday Service, run by Sister Sarah Murr and Sydney Cabaret is a revelation. Some of the most dynamic young lead performers from shows like Miss Saigon, & Juliet, Gentlemen Prefer Blonds, Zombies: The Musical and more, assembled like the Avengers of Sydney Musical Theatre, for a raucous night of tunes. This may not have been a promotional event for upcoming shows, but you’ll be rushing to book for In The Heights, Dear Evan Hansen, Well Behaved Women and more after hearing this group.

    Sarah Murr & Jacob Rozario. Photo: Chad Armstrong.

    In what felt less like a performance, and more like a group of friends throwing on a show for fun, Murr steered the ship with cheeky banter and lashings of mutual adoration. Murr really is the glue that holds the night together. As one of the hardest working women in musical theatre (she just came off & Juliet, playing Juliet’s mother and covering both Anne Hathaway and Angelique) Murr’s personal connection to the other performers keeps the tone warm and friendly.

    Olivia Vàsquez & Ryan Gonzalez. Photo: Chad Armstrong.

    Kicking the night off with some Jesus Christ Superstar (proving she’d make a great Jesus), and a bit of Laura Murphy’s The Lovers (recording available for pre-save now), Murr set the tone. Next Olivia Vàsquez knocked out some Whitney Houston, before being joined by Zombies: The Musical stand out Ryan Gonzales for a teaser of their upcoming show, Lin Manuel Miranda’s breakout hit In The Heights. Gonzalez then took us back to the classics with “Somewhere That’s Green” from Little Shop of Horrors. Murr brought up fellow & Juliet alum (& upcoming Dear Evan Hansen cast member) Jacob Rozario for a riotous rendition of “Take Me or Leave Me” from Rent, before Rozario gave us “My Days” from the current Broadway show, The Notebook (nice to see some very modern shows in the mix).

    Georgina Hopson. Photo: Chad Armstrong.

    Phantom of the Opera/Gentlemen Prefer Blondes star Georgina Hopson blew the house down with “Every Night at Seven” and “Out There” before Nigel Huckle, fresh from the Miss Saigon tour, threw in “What is it about Her?” from Andrew Lippa’s The Wild Party (ie. the good The Wild Party) and some Van Morrison. Upcoming Belvoir’s Well Behaved Women star Elenoa Rokobaro sung the classics, “Fever” and “At Last”, before Murr closed the night with the & Juliet / Celine Dion hit “That’s The Way it is”. But the evening didn’t really end till the entire cast returned for a full-throated rendition of the Glee superhit “Don’t Stop Believing” (bringing us back to the semi-religious theme)

    Nigel Huckle. Photo: Chad Armstrong.

    From the queue of ticket holders waiting outside on the chilly pavement of Oxford St, and the excited energy of the room (filled with a number of A-Listers attending to support their cast mates), Sunday Service was a great night out and showed there’s an appetite for more cabaret in this city, plus it served as strong advertisement for some of the many upcoming shows in town.

    Ryan Gonzales, Ben Kiehne, Nigel Huckle, Sarah Murr, Olivia Vàsquez, Elenoa Rokobaro, Georgina Hopson & Jacob Rozario. Photo: Chad Armstrong.
  • swim (Griffin) ★★★½

    swim (Griffin) ★★★½

    Written by Ellen van Neerven. World Premiere. Griffin Theatre Company. Carriageworks. 10-27 Jul, 2024.

    In Ellen van Neerven’s poetic swim everything is fluid. Memory, emotion and, of course, water. For our protagonist E (Dani Sib) the most fluid thing of all is their sense of self.

    E is/was a swimmer. Their earliest memories are of water, playing in a river as a child, or taking swimming lessons from a professional but after an abusive relationship she hasn’t been back in the water for a while. Now, as a non-binary adult returning to the pool for the first time, they’re faced with a choice – to use the ‘Male’ or ‘Female’ changing room. 

    Dani Sib. Photo: Brett Boardman.

    On paper, swim appears to be a play about gender, but it’s not really – at least, not exclusively. Gender is integral to the story, but not the true backbone of the narrative. This is an exploration of one human’s ability to overcome abuse and find their identity again. 

    As a youth, E was groomed and abused by their swimming coach. The relationship turned emotionally manipulative and physically violent, souring E’s relationship with the water they loved. Now E finds the public pool to be a confronting place. But once they’re out in the lanes – life makes more sense and E can unpack their circumstances and rebuild their confidence.

    Sandy Greenwood & Dani Sib. Photo: Brett Boardman.

    Swim is an intersectional story, blending E’s gender, Indigenous heritage and story of abuse into one singular, flawed and fascinating character. It’s more about the specifics than the universal which makes this near-monologue (I’ll get to the brilliant secondary characters in a moment) a compelling journey. There are familiar elements examined from newer angles and the whole becomes something more quixotic and interesting than the parts.

    Dani Sib. Photo: Brett Boardman.

    Dani Sib embodies E’s strength and anxiety in their tightly held body. As a character, E is a convergence of multiple fears – do the white women in the changing rooms avoid E because they are Blak, or because they are non-binary? Can one be separated from the other? Things are more fun when E hits the pool, the world they know best, and revels in the hierarchy and diversity of the lanes and the mindfulness of the rhythms… swim, touch the wall, turn – swim, touch the wall, turn… In this space, E can rediscover their own power.

    Director Andrea James, with the whole team of Romanie Harper (designer), Karen Norris (lighting), Brendon Boney (composer & sound) and Samuel James (video), has produced a handsomely immersive space to tell this story. The tiled surfaces of the pool transform into countryside vistas, underwater worlds and abstract mind-spaces with elegant ease. The unnerving slight opening of a door does more to convey E’s personal fear than their own words allow. Similarly a fun twist on a costume tells us everything we need to know about co-star Sandy Greenwood’s multiple roles.

    Dani Sib & Sandy Greenwood. Photo: Brett Boardman.

    Ah yes, and now we get to Sandy Greenwood, the absolute MVP of the show. Almost always on the fringes of the stage, Greenwood plays a trio of very different roles. As E’s Aunty she is a warm, playfully parental figure of support. As E’s abuser she menaces the top of the stage in all black. But as Samena, the pool’s hilariously flirty young life guard, she is the cherry on top of this cake. It’s a moment of near-drag-excess and so perfectly timed it is a work of art. From the wiggle of her booty as she mops the changing rooms, to the well-timed placement of a “slippery when wet” sign – just genius.

    At just over an hour in duration, I definitely felt like there was more story to tell, and more exploration/resolution that could have been given to the many threads at play. But swim keeps things personal and this is E’s story to tell. When they’re finished, and have found their happiness, who am I to cry for more? 

  • Counting & Cracking (Belvoir) ★★★★★

    Counting & Cracking (Belvoir) ★★★★★

    Written by S.Shakthidharan with Eamon Flack. Belvoir. Carriageworks. 28 Jun – 21 Jul, 2024.

    If you’ve been on the edge deciding whether to see Counting & Cracking, what are you waiting for? The show has had a steady stream of five star reviews, multiple returning runs and received international acclaim. True, the 3hr 30min running time is daunting on a cold “school night” but trust me when I tell you, Counting & Cracking is as good as they say. It may be the best Australian play of the last decade.

    Telling the story of one Sri Lankan woman, Radha (played by the powerhouse duo of Nadie Kammallaweera as the adult Radha, and Radhika Mudaliyar as the younger), who flees sectarian violence and comes to Australia on her own to set up a new life for herself and her unborn son. It’s about family, how politics can elevate and tear us apart, and how our connection to land can be a powerful force. 

    Ahilan Karunaharan, Kaivalya Suvarna, Abbie-lee Lewis, Shiv Palekar, Nadie Kammallaweera & Gandhi MacIntyre. Photo: Pia Johnson.

    I kept hearing about how good this show was but kept missing it. I was overseas when it premiered in 2019, I was back in Sydney when it was touring the world, so when it returned this year it was high on my “let’s see for myself” list. So I grabbed one of my trusty theatre-friends and booked.

    Firstly, the buzz at Carriageworks was infectious. A strong South East Asian audience was in attendance (along with an inordinate number of actors I recognised from recent STC and Belvoir shows). The coldness of the cavernous concrete expanse was washed away by Dale Ferguson’s warm, towering set that created a wooden amphitheatre inside the towering space. It makes for great people watching, and as the audience filed in and the ambient chatter rose, the energy in the space built.

    Sukania Venugopal & Nipuni Sharada. Photo: Pia Johnson.

    For all its heavy topics, Counting & Cracking is very much alive. It fizzes with exuberance, aided by Eamon Flack’s direction which keeps the long set moving with a sea of people. The minimal props appear and disappear in a flurry of fabric and bustle. Like watching a group of children at play, the noise of the ensemble moving around and chattering is inviting and warm. For a long play, it never feels static or languid. 

    S. Shakthidharan’s script balances the humour with the human drama. We laugh at Radha’s irascible nature as a mother, but cry at the pain she’s suffered. We beam with her intelligence and verve, and cheer at her successes. Both Kammallaweera and Mudaliyar excel here. They have created a coherent, multifaceted and rich character that is easy to love.

    Shiv Palekar & Abbie-lee Lewis. Photo: Pia Johnson.

    Through the eyes of Radha’s twenty-something son, Siddhartha (Shiv Palekar) we see the experience of the young and restless second generation. In love with freedom of Coogee but missing the spices and warmth of his Sri Lankan-infused home in Pendle Hill. His budding romance with Lily (Abbie-lee Lewis), a Yolngu woman in Sydney feeling the same disconnect, adds a layer of optimism and sweetness to the story.

    Flack has filled the show with beautiful directorial moments. From the ensemble holding up props and embodying their essence. To the fourth-wall breaking moments where the translators get pulled into the story. The theatrical storytelling makes the time fly by.

    Radhika Mudaliyar, Nadie Kammallaweera & Kaivalya Suvarna. Photo: Pia Johnson.

    My abiding memory of the show isn’t of any of the pain, politics or despair the story weaves its way through – it’s of dancing, and joy, and love. It’s of warmth and colourful clothes in constant motion. It’s of life. 

    Not that Counting & Cracking needs another five star review this late in its lifespan – but I’m happy to give it one for posterity.

  • Sunset Strip (New Theatre) ★★★

    Sunset Strip (New Theatre) ★★★

    Written by Suzie Miller. New Theatre. 9 Jul – 3 Aug, 2024.

    Misery loves company, and Suzie Miller’s Sunset Strip sees two sisters deal with their own pain in different ways. This revival production at New Theatre (seven years after the play’s debut at Griffin) serves as a showcase for its two leading performers and a look back at Miller’s own journey as a playwright.

    Caroline (Erica Nelson) has come back to the old family home to find things are not as they were. The lake outside has dried up, leaving a bed of silt and dirt. Her father Ray (Vincent Melton) dips in and out of lucidity as dementia takes grip. And her sister Phoebe (Molly Haddon) is excited and desperate to prove to Caroline that things are good. But Caroline is tired. A cancer survivor, she is worn down by chemotherapy and the end of her relationship, and now she has come home to help her sister regain custody of her two children.

    Erica Nelson in Sunset Strip. Photo: Chris Lundie.

    There is a familiar duality to Caroline and Phoebe. Caroline, the urbane, successful city lawyer who is disappointed by a world that isn’t the way it should be, and Phoebe, the impulsive one who reacts to life as it comes. But deep down the similarities start to come to the fore. Both women have a habit of running away from their problems and both have dangerous chemicals running through their veins that are helping them survive.

    Miller’s great strength is her ability to pace out a story, and by playing with our expectations she lets the details of the plot drop neatly into place. Phoebe’s erratic behaviour and Caroline’s reserve are understandable in context, as is Caroline’s shock to discover that Phoebe is planning to marry her boyfriend Teddy (Shane Davidson) on short notice. Both women believe they are making the right decisions for their lives and it brings them into conflict with each other. 

    Shane Davidson & Molly Haddon in Sunset Strip. Photo: Chris Lundie.

    Haddon has the showier role in the nervous/vivacious Phoebe whose nature covers darker problems. After having her children taken away by the state, Phoebe is desperate to prove she is clean and able to be the mother she wants to be, but it’s clear she is constantly on the edge of tipping over. This is the kind of juicy part actors love to throw themselves into and Haddon doesn’t hold back.

    Erica Nelson & Vincent Melton in Sunset Strip. Photo: Chris Lundie.

    In contrast Nelson’s Caroline is grieving multiple things at once while still recovering. The result could be a loss of on-stage energy, but Nelson keeps Caroline’s mind active. She may not be running around in circles like Phoebe, but you can feel her watching, analysing and weighing up her options. 

    Director/designer Annette van Roden’s production thankfully encloses the large space to give us intimacy, with a playful set that evokes a much larger environment. At times the production dips into arms-flailing-to-show-emotion/melodrama but Caroline’s core dilemma was strongly felt. Should she choose the safer path and walk away, leaving her sister’s life in ruins, or commit to the long hard road ahead by staying… Miller weaves this into a complex web of motivations meaning the character could conceivably go either way and the audience would buy it.

    Erica Nelson, Vincent Melton, Molly Haddon and Shane Davidson in Sunset Strip. Photo: Chris Lundie.

    We know Miller is a great writer and in these earlier plays we can feel her working out ideas within the constraints of familiar theatrical tropes (‘returning sibling unearths family trauma’ is a genre all its own). Sunset Strip feels like Miller was still using the training wheels of this set-up to do a few laps before she would step outside them to something even greater. If like me, you never saw the original production, this is a great chance to play catch up.

  • Dracula (Sydney Theatre Co) ★★★★

    Dracula (Sydney Theatre Co) ★★★★

    Adapted by Kip Williams. Based on the novel by Bram Stoker. Sydney Theatre Company. Roslyn Packer Theatre.  2 Jul – 4 Aug, 2024.

    Sydney Theatre Company’s Dracula isn’t just theatre, it’s an event and a milestone. The final part of a technologically intensive stage trilogy and the symbolic swan-song for outgoing Artistic Director Kip Williams. Laden with so much expectation and import, it’s hard to simply view it as a show in its own right, but here we go.

    Zahra Newman as Mina and camera operators Lucy Parakhina and André Morton. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    Zahra Newman is fang-tastic (forgive me, but I just had to) as she leads the cast of camera-crew, stage hands, costume and make-up in the now-familiar cine-theatre style. Playing over twenty roles, turning each into their own clear caricature, her personal charisma is the glue that holds it all together. Well, her charisma and 17 different wigs, quick changes, facial hair and more thanks to the well choreographed stage team.

    Zahra Newman and camera operator Lucy Parakhina. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    Dracula is aware of its own camp comedy and Newman relishes in it. The variety of character accents are each slightly ridiculous. Newman’s Dracula comes across like a mix of an 90s european raver (the red hair reminded me of Run Lola Run) and The Room’s Tommy Wiseau (“I vant to suck your blaaad”). Van Helsing looked like the wise karate teacher from a 70s blaxploitation film. When Newman dons a curly blonde wig to play Lucy Westerna the irrepressible silliness of the look gets its own hearty laugh. It’s clear the whole production team was having a lot of fun.

    Zahra Newman as Arthur and Lucy. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    STC’s Dracula plays with the novel’s themes of sexuality and race without ever truly calling attention to itself. The basic premise of a single performer playing all the roles, regardless of gender or nationality, instantly questions your assumptions. As Dracula seduces Harker, the audience sees two drag-kings before them giving a performance of gender roles. 

    There is a surprising simplicity to Dracula that had me constantly second guessing myself, looking to see what the next innovation would be. The giant screen moves up and over the stage, at times acting as a curtain hiding the changing of the set, or showing the otherworldliness of Dracula himself. One highlight comes early as Jonathan Harker is shaving, only to realise the Count behind him has no reflection – to the audience he is only visible on the screen, as Newman shaves alone on stage.

    Zahra Newman as Dracula and camera operator Lucy Parakhina. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    Williams’ use of a “god’s-eye” view of the stage adds some intriguing elements to the staging (this was more evolved than a similar style used in Benjamin Millepied’s Romeo & Juliet Suite at the Opera House recently). Watching this ominous dark orb descend and rise over the stage with coldly mechanical precision actually added to the inhuman air.

    Given the supernatural nature of the story I expected more invention in the use of the cine-theatre technique, and at times the screen became a crutch. Complex scenes with multiple characters moving around each other lose their impact over time and the play becomes more traditional as we adjust. When the giant screen reaches the floor down-stage and Newman has a walking conversation with multiple versions of herself, the effect is simply two-dimensional.

    Zahra Newman as Jack and Vampire Lucy. Photo: Daniel Boud.

    Ironically, I was left wanting more real stage magic to compliment the visual effects on screen. Give me a visceral splatter of blood, or show me Newman’s Dracula flying across the stage on a wired rig (not just a projection) – I wanted something more I could sink my teeth into. It lacked the transformative use of tech the previous two instalments of the trilogy had. 

    But the reductive question on everyone’s lips will be “Is it as good as Dorian Gray”? The short answer is “no it’s not”, but to be fair that is a very high bar Williams’ has set for himself. Is Dracula an entertaining play with a stellar central performance that will leave you leaping to your feet at the finale? Hell yes!