Theatre review: Half A Sixpence, Nöel Coward Theatre

This revival surprises at every turn. It is superbly executed, led by a name that should soon be as familiar in the West End as those of Michael Ball or Alastair Brammer, two other young actors nurtured by the Cameron Mackintosh stable. Charlie Stemp takes on the role written for Tommy Steele, Arthur Kipps, a draper’s apprentice in Edwardian-era Kent. His Ann is Devon-Elise Johnson, another relatively unknown performer. That may well change soon.

The energy the cast display, both young and old, astounded me. Where they get it from with all the set changes, quick costume changes, and fast lyrics I cannot fathom. Presumably an ASM stands with an oxygen tank in the wings.

Paul Brown’s sets are detailed, much more so than the minimalistic designs “suggesting” locations seen recently in the West End. I especially liked a kind of bandstand which rolled on and off as needed as part of a wonderful triple revolve in the stage, each ring able to be operated separately. Great thoughtful design employed brilliantly by designer and director Rachel Kavanaugh, complemented by video projections by Luke Halls, showing us the imaginative vision for a grand house Arthur’s future mother-in-law wants for the family, and then the more realistic house Arthur himself wants.

The story might be set long ago and the original production conceived half a century ago but it doesn’t feel dated. Perhaps this is due to the new songs from Stiles and Drew, or Julian Fellowes’s amusing book. I can’t compare with an original I haven’t seen. But for the foreseeable future, money and the class divide will always be ripe for parody and dissection, and here it is in the form of musical theatre. The audience roared with laughter at times and gave a standing ovation at the end, prematurely as it turned out because the curtain call is part of a brilliant finale involving banjos. Five stars.

Half A Sixpence at the Nöel Coward Theatre, St. Martin’s Lane, London. Produced in Chichester and London by Cameron Mackintosh and Chichester Festival Theatres. Original music and lyrics by David Heneker, additional and revised music and lyrics by George Stiles and Anthony Drewe with a book by Julian Fellowes. Previews from 29th October 2016, opening night 17th November and booking until 11th February 2017.

Theatre review: Daddy Long Legs

Note: the production is the second in the St. James Theatre’s opening season and opened last night, October 31st. I attended a special preview performance yesterday afternoon.

DADDY LONG LEGS is, in one word, a charming musical. A two-hander, the show is carried equally by both players, though Megan McGinnis as Jerusha Abbott is certainly dominant to her anonymous benefactor “Daddy Long Legs” – Jervis Pendleton, played by Robert Adelman Hancock. Paul Gordon’s music seems familiar – not in the plagiarism sense, I should say – but that it is almost never intrusive to the story, it complements it; there are no song and dance numbers here. It is often catchy and yet in the background. We are taken out of the story only twice: in the interval and at the curtain (though there is none) call.

Set just after the turn of the last century, the convincing performances allow us the privilege of being in the moment with the characters. We never once feel superior to Jerusha’s innocence and naivety in the world she discovers, from our own knowledge of everything before and indeed since that time. The story is heartbreakingly sad, clever, amusing and beautiful all at once.

Robert Adelman Hancock and Megan McGinnis in a scene from Daddy Long Legs
Robert Adelman Hancock and Megan McGinnis in a scene from Daddy Long Legs. Photo: Rubicon Theatre Company/St. James Theatre

David Farley’s single set, a floor area containing books and a set of trunks, and an upper deck with a library and office desk is functional – costume changes are carried out without fuss with items being taken and put back in the trunks, for example – and with no scene changes, remains much the same throughout the story. As both characters are always on stage, the set is usually divided with Paul Toben’s lighting separating the two locations. The use of projection to show the dates and locations of Jerusha’s letters at the top of the wood panelling is clever and reminds me of a similar technique Sam Mendes used in his production of RICHARD III last year. Being in a handwritten style, it is unobtrusive, unlike Mendes’s bold use of lettering to characterise scenes.

The lack of any break between scenes allows the story to flow much more readily, perhaps truer to the diary format of the Jean Webster novel that John Caird’s book is adapted from. An idea that would seem to drag on paper – two actors reading letters aloud – works perfectly on the stage and never does slow down. Certain songs, or letters I should say, for these make up the bulk of the lyrics – are sung in counterpoint, or with Jervis harmonising or echoing what Jerusha has written to him. As he reads her letters to Daddy Long Legs and Jervis – who of course are one and the same – the two will sing alternate words, sentences, sometimes overlapping but never confusing. It’s very cohesive, tight, and well-rehearsed. These actors clearly know the material well, having been in the original production in 2009, and it shows.

DADDY LONG LEGS is produced by St. James Theatre Productions and the Rubicon Theatre Company (Michael Jackowitz). Megan McGinnis and Robert Adelman Hancock are directed by John Caird (LES MISÉRABLES, CHILDREN OF EDEN) and music is by Paul Gordon (JANE EYRE), with lighting by Paul Toben, set and costumes by David Farley and book by John Caird. 31st October – 8th December 2012 at the St. James Theatre, London. You can book tickets online.

Documentary update

I’ve decided to make my documentary available publicly on this website. What I have done so far – I have lots more material from both Peter Davison and Liz Thompson – is part one. The second part I haven’t created yet, but it will be more raw than the first part. Look forward to it in the coming weeks!