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**** (4 stars)

“a sparkling show! “

Another amazing show, with massive respect and credit to Madame herself for creating an energising and energetic participatory show from a motley collection of parents and smallish children who were mainly extremely reluctant to get involved…

As some of my readers will know, I have a background in opera, and am firmly of the opinion that it can and should be enjoyed by anyone and everyone – it’s not snobby elitist stuff but full of emotions that everyone will recognise and identify with.   Madame Chandelier obviously thinks the same, and has set out to produce a show which I hope will speak to both adults and children this August, and create new generations of opera fanatics!

I have to confess to being hampered in my appreciation of this show by a complete ignorance of gaming and gaming consoles – sad, I know, but there you are.  Maybe in another lifetime I’ll be able to become completely addicted and spend my entire life staring at a screen as I work my way through the heaven-knows-how-many levels of a game to reach the ultimate reward?  This means that the game jargon completely passed me by…

But.

I DO know my opera, and particularly my operatic heroines – and these we had in plenty!

Madame Chandelier is herself obsessed with opera – this is why she’s named her daughter Pamina, the heroine from Mozart’s Magic Flute.  Problem is, Pamina’s spending way too much time playing Guitar Hero instead of practising her actual guitar…. And what she doesn’t realise is that the evil Queen of the Night is sucking children into her game, feeding off their blue light energy, and ultimately trapping them in the game for ever.

Help! What is Madame C to do????

Call upon operatic heroines, of course

Brunnhilde, one of Wagner’s Valkyries, comes flying in to assist Madame C, singing a list of instructions.  Find the wizard; enter the game; collect a load of useful stuff; fight and defeat the Queen and sieze the means of getting safely home.

Simples, yes?

Well… it would help if the audience were willing to participate… Blessedly, although the children were stricken with shyness, their adults proved more willing to join in, and slowly at first but with increasing enthusiasm they assisted Madame C in her quest, with the help of more operatic heroines. They had to contend with constant interference from the Queen of the Night, who was determined to save the children from their parents and allow them as much screen time as they wanted – why not, when their grownups were spending all their time with their own screens…???

We had started with Mozart and had a wee bit of Wagner.  Now we visited Bizet and then settled determinedly with Puccini – three fabulous heroines in Carmen, Tosca, and Madam Butterfly.  Potted versions of their stories were woven into the action – but Madame C was determined that, with a bit of help from the audience, their fates could be changed – Carmen would not be stabbed by Don José, Tosca would not have to jump from the battlements of Castel’ Sant Angelo, and Butterfly would have a happy ending – and Madame C herself would collect everything she needed to complete her quest and rescue Pamina.

Did this happen?  Well, gentle reader, I’m not going to tell you – you have to come and find out for yourself….

What I will say is that Madame Chandelier’s heroic efforts to galvanise her audience into action-packed participation were not in vain, and by the final curtain, everyone was on their feet, dancing in celebration and having a great party.

Wonderful invention, witty costumes, a staggering display of star-catching while playing the piano accordion, lots of jokes for both adults and kids, and a canter through a surprising amount of opera [and a brief can-can too] together make a really enjoyable way to introduce even the most sceptical to the delights of opera.  If it also induces people of all ages to spend less time on a screen and more in a theatre, this can only be a good thing!

Thank you, Madame Chandelier, for a sparkling show!

Madame Chandelier’s Grand Theft Opera, Pleasance Courtyard (The Green) Venue 33, Runs until 16^th August for more information and tickets go to: https://www.edfringe.com/tickets/whats-on/madame-chandelier-s-grand-theft-opera

***** (5 stars)

“Completely Immersive”

What an experience!  I can’t quite believe that this is my fourth five-star performance of the four Fringe shows I’ve seen so far this year…

Hamlet, prince of Denmark, is grieving the death of his father and inconsolable because his mother, Gertrude, has married the king’s brother Claudius a mere month after she wept bitterly at her husband’s funeral.  Hamlet’s father’s ghost appears to him, telling him that he was murdered by his brother.  Hamlet devises a way to confirm the ghost’s accusation: he will arrange for some actors to act out the king’s death, and see whether Claudius and Gertrude’s reactions show their guilt or their innocence.  Hamlet is in love with Ophelia, daughter of Polonius and sister of Laertes: crazed with grief, the prince rejects Ophelia, who goes mad.  By the end of the play, the only person left standing is Hamlet’s friend Horatio, who remains to tell the sad story of the Prince of Denmark.

This Hamlet takes place in the George Mackay Brown library upstairs in the Storytelling Centre.  We enter the lovely intimate setting and find our seats in the ring of chairs round the edges of the room.  There’s a skull on one chair – do I sit beside it, or keep a respectful distance?  In the middle of the floor a black hooded figure sits silently, head bowed…

The figure rises to their feet and invites us to take part in the performance.  People are invited to take a named role and given their script; and everyone does so very willingly [though I feel sure there would be no compulsion if one really didn’t want to].  The rules for the session are made clear: all weapons are imaginary and will cause no harm and the casting is gender-blind.  Almost all lines and stage directions are on the script, though there will be a place for some improvisation of action and maybe even dialogue.  Script still in hand means that the character is still alive.  Some characters are asked to keep their final directions hidden from the rest of the cast.  We are all invited to join in any singing that might happen.  There is a brief rehearsal of a stage fight, cleverly adapted to the left-handedness of the willing performer who cheerfully declares their complete ignorance of sword-fighting of any kind.

And so begins a completely immersive and interactive performance that has us gripped from the opening lines, where Hamlet directs his newly-cast fellow-players in the delivery of their lines – speak the speech trippingly, I pray you – and goes on to describe graphically the many appalling ways in which actors can mangle, distort, and otherwise ruin the playwright’s words.

Hamlet is a very long play.  This version is cunningly edited to include all the essential bits while leaving out quite a lot. It’s instantly clear what’s happening in each scene, and what the context is – at least, it is to me: but then I’ve been watching performances of the play for quite a number of decades now…. [I miss Rosencrantz and Guildenstern – but don’t particularly miss the comic gravedigger…]. The ghost scene is particularly impressive, as Hamlet plays both himself and his dead father: from behind a skull mask he delivers his father’s lines at an incredible speed and without drawing breath – an impressive display of breath control.

Emily Carding is outstanding in this gripping performance which I can guarantee you will be quite unlike any other Hamlet you’ve ever seen.   One of the enormous joys of their performance is hearing so many incredibly well-known lines as if they are just coming to Hamlet’s mind as he is speaking them.  Lightning-swift changes of volume, tone, attitude and behaviour reflect the tortuous tumult of the prince’s emotions – all the time delivered with intense feeling and compelling eye contact: we are all witnesses to, and partakers of his torment.

All the volunteer performers give laudable and believable performances, but the shoutout must go to the Ophelia, whose wordless mad scene was truly memorable.  At the end, only Horatio is left standing, surrounded by corpses: Hamlet disappears from the acting area, leaving us to laud ‘his’ performance with prolonged and heartfelt applause.

Kolbrun Bjort Sigfusdottir directs a wonderful, vibrant performance by Emily Carding – don’t miss this extraordinary experience at this year’s Fringe!

Hamlet (an experience), Scottish Storytelling Centre, Venue 30, runs until 17^th August for more information and tickets go to: https://www.edfringe.com/tickets/whats-on/hamlet-an-experience

***** (5 stars)

“Gripping”

Congratulations, Noel and Antonia, that was brilliant!

I have to confess that I was somewhat apprehensive when I saw what Box Tale Soup were offering this year…. They scared me almost witless with a chillingly effective 1984 last year from which it took several hours to recover!

When I saw the show’s title and realised that this year’s offering would be drawn from the works of Edgar Allen Poe, I knew that those of you who love to be horrified and/ or terrified would be in for a treat.  I well remember as a teenager being terrified by chilling movies from the Universal Studios’ black and white series of Poe adaptations.  I feared I might have to bring along a cluster of cuddly toys to see me through the show…

Fear not, gentle reader: I emerged in one piece, and not so severely traumatised that I couldn’t go about my Fringely business afterwards… <Phew>. As with most of Poe, the chill effect comes in the mind, and after the event: I’m sure the themes that run through the show will continue to occupy me, though hopefully in daylight hours rather than the wee small hours of the night!

Box Tale Soup have done it yet again, producing a show which focuses on the author’s text, brings it to vivid life and invites one to engage with the work itself as soon as possible.  Even with some intermittent bodymike problems, the audience was gripped.  There were obviously some Poe aficionados in the audience – the reference to the orangutan brought some knowing reaction, and the raven’s quothing was also very familiar.

In this show, rather than sticking to one narrative we are treated to what seems to begin as a lecture about Poe, a discussion of his writings and the ways in which they draw the reader in from the author’s very first words.  The tell-tale heart plunges straight into the mind of a madman who insists that he is sane, even while we doubt his veracity.

This alone would be a masterly piece of storytelling, with some really inventive puppetry and scenery – but almost immediately we become aware that all is not well with the lecturer/ storyteller.  Can he hear the unearthly song?  Can he see the black-clad figure singing a heartrending lament?  What is preying on his mind as he keeps losing the thread of his lecture?  To whom does he keep protesting that he hasn’t forgotten?

By the end of the show we have heard some of Poe’s poetry and visited a remarkable number of his stories, some of which I knew, some of which I thought I knew but didn’t, and some which were completely new to me.  There’s some wonderful original music from Dan Melrose, hauntingly sung by Antonia as part of an inventive soundscape and accompanied by superbly atmospheric lighting. 

Above all we have Box Tale Soup’s consistently inspired use of recycled and reclaimed materials to create their exceptionally versatile puppets, costumes, set, and props, and a wonderful choreography as Neil and Antonia weave their way around, among, and through it all to create the magic that they do so well.  I particularly loved long walk through the catacombs and the seemingly unending glass of Medoc, while Ligiea herself  was bewitchingly memorable, and the Ligeia/Rowena transformation ingeniously managed.

Guilt, revenge, loss: all these surface again and again in Poe’s writings – and he writes so graphically, with such a masterly understanding of all these emotions and motivations.  We are frequently reminded that there are 26 different theories about the cause of his death in 1849, with the implication that any or all of the above could have been the cause…. There’s a lot to ponder in this show, a lot that will continue to haunt me [though blessedly I hope not to lose any sleep over it!] and so much to admire and applaud in this latest fabulous creation from Box Tale Soup.

Will we forget A Ghost Among The Living? Nevermore!

Hurry and get your tickets now!  The first ‘night’ audience was very good for a Fringe show and word of mouth will only serve to make the tickets increasingly sought after…

A Ghost Among the Living, Pleasance Dome (Queen Dome) Venue 23 runs until 31^st August for more information go to: https://www.edfringe.com/tickets/whats-on/a-ghost-among-the-living