Review: The Spare Room (Belvoir St Theatre)

Venue: Belvoir St Theatre (Surry Hills NSW), Jun 7 – Jul 13, 2025
Playwright: Eamon Flack (from the novel by Helen Garner)
Director: Eamon Flack
Cast: Elizabeth Alexander, Judy Davis, Emma Diaz, Alan Dukes, Hannah Waterman
Images by Brett Boardman

Theatre review
Nicola is spending a few weeks in Melbourne, as she undergoes “alternative cancer treatment”. Helen has volunteered as carer through the ordeal, completely unconvinced by the bogus claims of the expensive but unsubstantiated therapies. Helen Garner’s 2008 novel The Spare Room deals with sickness and death, from the perspectives of those who are terminally ill, and those close to them.

Adapted by Eamon Flack, this theatrical version is thankfully humorous in tone, even if it does delve deep into difficult subject matter. What it discusses is certainly worthwhile, considering its universality, and its somewhat taboo nature only makes the experience more meaningful. The show is mostly an engaging one, even if performers seem consistently under-rehearsed. Judy Davis as Helen has a tendency for physical exaggeration, while Elizabeth Alexander as Nicola is overly trepidatious, but notwithstanding these imperfections, both are able to tell the story convincingly.

To address the practical requirements of the text, set design by Mel Page incorporates elements that are disparately homely and clinical, leaving the space to languish in an awkward intermediary, never really conveying any believable locale. Paul Jackson’s lights offer intricate atmospheric enhancements, as does music by Steve Francis, notable for being performed live by a very attentive Anthea Cottee on her trusty cello.

At her time of need, Nicola becomes hugely demanding of her friends and family. Her friends and family in turn discover, that there are no burdens more special than those of a loved one, in their final moments. 

www.belvoir.com.au

Review: Eureka Day (Seymour Centre)

Venue: Seymour Centre (Chippendale NSW), May 29 – Jun 21, 2025
Playwright: Jonathan Spector
Director: Craig Baldwin
Cast: Deborah An, Christian Charisiou, Branden Christine, Jamie Oxenbould, Katrina Retallick
Images by Richard Farland

Theatre review
It is the 2018-19 school year, and a child comes to their Californian school with mumps, and sends everyone into a tailspin, when it is discovered that a substantial number of families have refused the MMR vaccine.

The comedy Eureka Day by Jonathan Spector emerged slightly before the pandemic, when it had become clear that conspiracy theories were more popular than ever, due to their unchecked proliferation on the internet. An unequivocally pertinent discussion for our times, Spector’s play encourages reflections on the phenomenon of parallel truths and fake news. It is thoughtful writing, and certainly worthwhile of attention, even if its generosity for those deceived and deluded, can often feel deeply frustrating.

Direction by Craig Baldwin makes use of that difficult conflict between ideological tribes, to create a stimulating work of theatre. Anger and exasperation might not be pleasurable emotions, but they are certainly powerful ones, that the production rouses for a communal experience that resonates with marvellous authenticity and familiarity.

An evenly dazzling cast of five delivers with urgent immediacy, a story that touches all in the modern age. Each actor is engaging, with palpable empathy and with sardonic humour, to earn our complete investment, if not for finding real solutions to the problem, then at least to simply commiserate about our sad state of affairs. Also noteworthy is production design by Kate Beere, offering simple yet colourful solutions that make believable, Eureka Day‘s explorations of a very upper middle class sanctuary.

A few short years since the original premiere of Eureka Day, we find ourselves in the preposterous position of fearing for the demise of science. Investigative, regulatory, and tertiary institutions in the USA are being systematically undermined, by a new kleptocracy determined to bankrupt any concept of the common good. Until very recently we have been able to “defer to science” in debates involving personal choice and public interest, but it seems that venerable authorities are being stripped of their credibility and efficacy, leaving us in an immensely troubling precarity.

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Review: The Anarchy 1138-53 (KXT on Broadway)

Venue: KXT on Broadway (Ultimo NSW), May 22-31, 2025
Creators: Pat Fielding, Chelsea Hickman, Kerith Manderson-Galvin, Tobias Manderson-Galvin, Dr Tom Payne
Cast: Kerith Manderson-Galvin, Tobias Manderson-Galvin
Images by Skye Gellmann

Theatre review
It is ostensibly a show about a civil war in 12th century England and Normandy. The very many words written for the verbose script of The Anarchy (1138-53), however, seem not to be of great importance in this telling of a story, that proves much more to be about the act of telling, than it is about the story itself. Kerith and Tobias Manderson-Galvin have prepared a great amount of copy, but their performance wants us almost to ignore their verbal regurgitations, and instead find alternative ways to pay attention, to a work of theatre determined to create unusual resonances.

Inevitable in this experience perhaps, are recollections of the Dadaist ethos, with its rejection of bourgeois aesthetics, its embrace of absurdity, and its simultaneous construction and deconstruction of artistic form. This can all be tiresome, academic and dry, but the Manderson-Galvins are so resolutely present as theatre-makers, that we find ourselves delighted and apprehensive, in equal measure, as they keep us riveted to their every bizarre manoeuvre. Theatre is ancient, but it can still communicate through new languages. For The Anarchy (1138-53), we keep finding different ways to ingest this abstract presentation, testing how our humanity can interact with stimuli of this nature. We explore the meaning of meaning, in a strange work like this, wondering where the phenomenon of understanding begins and ends.

When art is bewildering, it is rarely engaging. Thankfully, with its chaotic magnetism, The Anarchy (1138-53) proves itself to be curious but enjoyably so. Its charisma insists that we stay attentive, even if the payoff at every juncture, feels unfamiliar. When things are predictable and always the same, we stop questioning it. That which is uninterrogated holds power over us. Undoubtedly, it is comforting to encounter circumstances that feel natural, normal or ordinary, even if we know that nefarious elements will try to make themselves invisible and undetectable. So much of our ills is buried under the guise of blandness, which must be partly why James Baldwin declared, that “artists are here to disturb the peace.”

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Review: Heaven (Qtopia)

Venue: Qtopia (Darlinghurst NSW), May 14 – 31, 2025
Playwright: Eugene O’Brien
Director: Kate Gaul
Cast: Noel Hodda, Lucy Miller
Images by Alex Vaughan

Theatre review
Mairead and Mal are attending a wedding, but we see them spend all of their time apart, even though they are themselves a married couple. Heaven by Eugene O’Brien comprises two interweaving monologues, about people who are “fifty-plus” in age. It explores ideas of finality and potential, for those who have lived prescribed lives, exhausting all rules and expectations, only to find so much more that can be experienced.

A gently humorous work, directed by Kate Gaul with elegant conciseness, Heaven speaks with simplicity, about notions of personal fulfilment, especially for middle-aged individuals who tend to be characterised as being past their prime. Convincing performances by the cast inspire meditations on the meanings of freedom and selfhood.

Noel Hodda as Mal is compelling with his cheeky charm, and Lucy Miller’s effortless sass for the role of Mairead conveys the possibilities, of attaining something greater, if only one would allow themselves that liberty. Also noteworthy is Topaz Marlay-Cole, whose subtle lighting design provides appropriate enhancements at every atmospheric shift.

Central to the story are the character’s sexualities, and how Mairead and Mal are incompatible on that front. They take time apart to discover what it is that excites them, and therefore find versions of selves that are deeper and more authentic. Never for a moment in Heaven do wife and husband see or speak with each other. All of this happens at a wedding, which only serves to make us feel more than a little sceptical about that ancient tradition.

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Review: Women On The Verge Of A Nervous Breakdown (Hayes Theatre)

Venue: Hayes Theatre Co (Potts Point NSW), May 9 – Jun 8, 2025
Music & Lyrics: David Yazbek
Book: Jeffrey Lane (based on the film by Pedro Almodóvar)
Director: Alexander Berlage
Cast: Nina Carcione, Andrew Cutcliffe, Grace Driscoll, Amy Hack, Tomáš Kantor, Tisha Kelemen, Aaron Robuck, Mel Russo, Sean Sinclair
Images by Daniel Boud

Theatre review
In the films of Pedro Almodóvar, it is often the storytelling, rather than the stories themselves, that matters the most. In his iconic 1988 offering Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, the narrative is simply one of a woman being jilted, but it is the unique way in which characters and places are represented, that leaves a startling impression. This stage adaptation by Jeffrey Lane and David Yazbek too, seems unremarkable on the surface, but proves fertile ground for something quite spectacular to be built upon.

Alexander Berlage’s ingenious direction of the piece preserves the essence of Almodóvar’s original and oeuvre, whilst manufacturing real frisson for a live audience. The manic chaos of women being on the brink, is harnessed into a splendidly entertaining package of rambunctious theatricality, before we find ourselves landing somewhere surprisingly poignant. Berlage’s imaginative artistry, along with his effortless stylishness, delivers a production exciting at every moment, as it seeks to express itself unconventionally at every turn. Choreography by Chiara Assetta further amplifies that spirit of unpredictable inventiveness, much to our delight.

Set design by Hailley Hunt incorporates haphazard angles and cosmetic disarray, not only to represent the emotional states being explored, but also to facilitate for the staging, a dynamism in the very physicality of its cast members. Costumes by Sam Hernandez are certainly evocative of Madrid forty years ago, adding intricacy and interest to the overall visual textures being rendered. Phoebe Pilcher’s lights are an unequivocal highlight, with endless configurations of colour and intensity to keep us absorbed in all the frenzied action.

Leading lady Amy Hack embodies convincingly, both the comedic and traumatic dimensions of this Spanish pseudo melodrama. As Pepa, she brings great verve from start to finish, and always keeps us firmly on her side. Grace Driscoll’s irresistible charm provides for Candela many unforgettable moments, while Tisha Kelemen’s satirical austerity as Lucia reminds us where the soul lies for this absurd presentation. Highly noteworthy are Tomáš Kantor as Carlos and Aaron Robuck as a taxi driver, both considered in their approach, giving us clarity and humour in equal measure.

There is an undeniably queer sensibility in Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, that figures centrally in its efforts at subverting sexism. There is an overt narrative about women finding independence, but there is also an aesthetic at play, that seeks to establish a new balance in the ways gender operates, in how we perceive the world, and how we traverse it.

Women and queer men are natural allies in resisting the patriarchy, but because the two factions often have separate and differing investments in the very thing it should overturn, efforts to disrupt the old order often diverge. Queerness however is by definition elastic, and if people of all genders are able to subscribe to its tenets, a greater unity can be forged to get us closer to the revolution.

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Review: I & You (25A Belvoir)

Venue: Belvoir St Theatre (Surry Hills NSW), May 6 – 18, 2025
Playwright: Lauren Gunderson
Director: Claudia Barrie
Cast: Josh Hammond, Alyssa Peters
Images by Phil Erbacher

Theatre review
Caroline is confined to her home due to a chronic illness. When Anthony drops by from school to work on an assignment, they become fast friends, bonding over the artistic legacies of Walt Whitman, John Coltrane and Jerry Lee Lewis. In the play I & You by Lauren Gunderson, we not only observe the burgeoning relationship between two teens, but also meditate on the nature and meaning of death, in the presence of someone who has to grapple with mortality every day.

Gunderson’s writing is relentlessly optimistic, allowing director Claudia Barrie to place emphasis on comedic elements for an effervescent experience, that should prove particularly resonant for younger audiences. Performed by a highly endearing team of two, Josh Hammond and Alyssa Peters make their magical world sparkle with believability and tangibility. Their cohesiveness is a joy to witness, both actors keeping us completely at ease with the authenticity they so effortlessly bring to the stage.

Also noteworthy are lights by Saint Clair, that always feel considered in their approach, whether subtly modulating or dramatically embellishing. The set is designed by Saint Clair along with Masone Browne, to provide an elegant solution for specific requirements of the text. Emily Brayshaw’s costumes portray with accuracy, the style of regular teens who could reside either in Australia or America, whilst maintaining a flattering appearance for the cast.

There is real beauty in the fundamental truth of death, yet we try so hard to deny its existence.  The fact that time is limited, from the perspective of each individual perishable organism, should mean that moments big and small must be cherished, but all humans seem to do, is to imagine new ways to defy the inevitable. Life is already eternal, we only need to be appreciative of the infinite tiny encounters that materialise, from simply being here.

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Review: The Lover & The Dumb Waiter (Ensemble Theatre)

Venue: Ensemble Theatre (Kirribilli NSW), May 2 – Jun 7, 2025
Playwright: Harold Pinter
Director: Mark Kilmurry
Cast: Nicole da Silva, Gareth Davies, Anthony Taufa
Images by Prudence Upton

Theatre review
The Lover and The Dumb Waiter are one-act plays by Harold Pinter, currently being presented as a double bill. Both bear the dramatist’s characteristic absurdism, not only in their theatrical style but also in terms of what they say about the human experience. The former delves into the concept of monogamy, and the latter explores the idea of a person’s occupation. Pinter’s knack for making the ordinary appear strange, as can be seen in this pair of works, is perhaps one of his greatest contributions to art.

Direction by Mark Kilmurry locates for Pinter’s bizarre inclinations, a space of realism that allows us to see ourselves in characters who behave in unpredictable ways. The production tends to be excessively subdued in tone, which unfortunately diminishes its entertainment value. It is however a handsome staging, with Simone Romaniuk demonstrating commendable ingenuity and taste, in set and costume designs that are as transportive as they are appealing.

Actor Gareth Davies takes on key roles in both stories with a glint in his eye, charming us with the quiet mischievousness he brings to his interpretations. Nicole da Silva and Anthony Taufa are strong presences who keep us engaged, but can be somewhat understated in approach where bolder choices would be more effective. 

Questioning the very state of normalcy, is one of the biggest responsibilities of any artist. Even in abnormal times, when kleptocracy is taking hold in full view of populaces in previously democratic parts of the world, we need to be reminded of the differences between what is human, and what is manmade.

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Review: And Then There Were None (Theatre Royal)

Venue: Theatre Royal (Sydney NSW), May 3 – Jun 1, 2025
Playwright: Agatha Christie
Director: Robyn Nevin
Cast: Jack Bannister, Eden Falk, Jennifer Flowers, Nicholas Hammond, Mia Morrissey, Peter O’Brien, Christen O’Leary, Chris Parker, Anthony Phelan, Grant Piro, Tom Stokes
Images by Jeff Busby

Theatre review
Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None was, believe it or not, originally titled Ten Little N****rs at its time of publication in wartime 1939, but it is ten ostensibly white people who we witness to have descended upon an isolated island off the Devon coast, in South West England. The mysterious gathering proceeds to see its guests and staff killed off one by one, after the last boat has left.

The classic whodunit is given the most traditional of treatments by director Robyn Nevin, who brings polish to a tried-and-tested style of theatre presentation. Nothing is being reinvented, but the formula works well to have us involved in the crime-solving pleasure, that is characteristic of Christie’s oeuvre.

A lavish production design by Dale Ferguson transports us somewhere fabulously rich, with lights by Trudy Dalgleish adding to the glamorous imagery. Paul Charlier’s sound design helps to escalate tension, as the story moves along. The ensemble is cohesive and equally matched, although it may seem that performers are more effective rendering dramatic rather than comical aspects, of this Golden Age detective story.

Although approaching a century old, it is possible to perceive in And Then There Were None the perverse phenomenon of grievance by the wealthy, that is today so prominent a feature of our social ills. Like the victims invited to the Owens’ murderous mansion, we find ourselves subject to the absolutely unjustifiable vengeful actions of the wealthy, who very weirdly and perplexingly believe,  that their misery can be mended by inflicting all manner of punishment on us.

www.andthentherewerenone.com.au

Review: IRL (KXT on Broadway)

Venue: KXT on Broadway (Ultimo NSW), Apr 25 – May 10, 2025
Playwright: Lewis Trestin
Director:
Eugene Lynch
Cast: Andrew Fraser, Bridget Haberecht, Dominic Lui, Leon Walshe
Images by Justin Cueno

Theatre review
Tumblr was still a thing, when teenage best friends Alexei and Taylor attended a pop culture convention in cosplay, asking big questions about identity and reality. IRL by Lewis Trestin explores that perennial search for truth, from the perspective of those born in the digital era. Immersed in facsimile representations of personalities through electronic devices, and absorbed in commercialised prescriptions of humanity, characters in IRL endure intense challenges as they try to find themselves, in Trestin’s reflective but thoroughly mischievous play.

Direction by Eugene Lynch is commensurately vibrant, with an infectious spiritedness that keeps us invested in its wildly-imagined coming-of-age narrative. Cassidy McDermott-Smith’s choreography is an unequivocal delight, for a highly animated show that never shies away from physical comedy. Set design by Lochie Odgers is somewhat subdued, but costumes by Lily Mateljan and lights by Topaz Marlay-Cole ensure that imagery is consistently colourful and vivacious. Sound by Daniel Herten too is an uplifting feature, making believable all the outlandish expressions of youthful angst.

The piece is performed brilliantly by an immensely dedicated cast. Andrew Fraser brings extravagance, relentless but deliberate with the campness he introduces to Alexei, a queer high schooler on the cusp of puppy love. Bridget Haberecht delivers with considerable power, speeches that address directly the political concerns of a new generation, whilst delivering some truly delicious theatricality with her embrace of Taylor’s surreal world. Leon Walshe is very likeable as Thaddeus, a role he plays with admirable precision and persuasive focus. Dominic Lui is a charming scene stealer, incredibly funny with his idiosyncratic and perfectly timed manoeuvres, in a variety of roles that he makes hilarious in surprising ways. 

It is easy to come to a conclusion that perhaps nothing is real, but in IRL we are once again reminded that for all the unpredictabilities, whims and fluctuations of existence, it is always connection that proves meaningful. We can spend all our lives in self-examination, but little compares to the instances of when people connect, when we discover in those moments of authentic resonance, that everything else falls readily into disintegration.

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Review: Posh (Old Fitz Theatre)

Venue: Old Fitzroy Theatre (Woolloomooloo NSW), Apr 19 – May 17, 2025
Playwright: Laura Wade
Director: Margaret Thanos
Cast: Tristan Black, Toby Blome, Mike Booth, Christian Byers, Max Cattana, Roman Delo, AJ Evans, Ryan Hodson, Charles Mayer, Dylan O’Connor, Dominique Purdue, Jack Richardson, Scarlett Waters, Anthony Yangoyan
Images by Robert Catto

Theatre review
The aristocracy may no longer be what it once was, but members of the secret Riot Club are certainly not giving up on their old beliefs. Posh by Laura Wade interrogates the British class system, with a specific focus on privileged young men, who are brought up to believe that their heritage makes them rightful leaders of the future. A scathing commentary on this particular segment of the elite, Wade’s play is an entertaining creation, if slightly simplistic and deficient in nuance.

Direction by Margaret Thanos imbues an intensity that has us captivated. Where there is a lack of complexity in terms of narrative and characters, Thanos provides extensive atmospheric enrichment, so that we may experience a consistent exhilaration, in the mischief and danger of what unfolds. An electrifying cast delivers a polished production, impressive with the cohesiveness and precision so evident in their work. Each actor is delightful, in a production memorable for its quality of performance.

Set design by Soham Apte is remarkable for its naturalism, leaving no doubt as to where the action is meant to occur. Aloma Barnes Siraswar’s costuming offers idiosyncratic and meaningful variations, to the patrician uniform that the men wear with revolting arrogance. Lights by Sophie Pekbilimli and sounds by Cameron Smith are not always imaginative and rigorous, but they rise to the challenge when the play veers momentarily into surreal territory. 

There is a sanctimonious pleasure in watching Posh, even if the truth points to power only ever working in one direction. It may feel like we are exploring the world of The Riot Club and its members in a superficial way, that the show only cares to depict caricatures, but there is no denying that the patriarchy’s persistent dominion is accurately conveyed. They no longer own everything, but it seems that nothing can quench their desire to exert influence over all of our lives.

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