Category: Theatre

“Maybe we’re like the last American pioneers” muses Jake, a drifting young man stacking shelves at a Costco in the titular small town of Clarkston. The line encapsulates the play’s core ambition; to draw a thread between the rootlessness of modern American youth and the idealism of the Manifest Destiny era of westward expansion. But while Samuel D. Hunter’s Clarkston aims for thematic depth and scope, it too often opts for telling over showing – subtlety is not on the shelves here.

Jake arrives in Clarkston while tracing the historic route of Lewis and Clark, hoping to find purpose along the way. He meets Chris, a night-shift worker at the local Costco, and the two quickly form a bond over their shared sense of purposelessness and emotional trauma. Their evolving relationship is the emotional core of the play, which also weaves in Chris’s difficult relationship with his meth-addicted mother. This is a new work by Hunter, known for his explorations of isolation and working-class American life, though here the execution feels more heavy-handed. 

Directed by Jack Serio, the production is mostly well executed, but not without its odd choices. A portion of the audience is seated on adjacent sides of the stage – perhaps in an attempt at intimacy – but the effect never really takes hold. Instead, it occasionally feels gimmicky rather than immersive, and is distracting in scenes that demand emotional intensity.

The pacing also feels uneven. In the first few scenes, Jake and Chris go from barely knowing each other to sharing deeply personal traumas, to a riverside sexual encounter, to an abrupt crisis point – all seemingly within a matter of hours – or at least, it feels that way, as the timeframe is never made clear. These transitions feel rushed and confusing, undermining what could have been a more organic development of connection and tension.

Ruaridh Mollica delivers a quietly powerful performance as Chris, thoughtfully capturing the character’s fragility and desperation with convincing nuance. Sophie Melville is excellent as Chris’s mother, teetering between manipulative volatility and raw, almost animal desperation – her presence is often genuinely unsettling.

Joe Locke (best known for Heartstopper and Agatha All Along) brings a quiet sincerity to the role, and his onstage presence has a natural warmth, but the emotional range required for Jake’s internal turmoil often feels muted. His frequent quoting of Lewis and Clark’s journals comes off more as a clunky narrative device than a believable character trait. 

Set design and lighting work reasonably well, evoking the sterile, fluorescent world of the warehouse and suggesting something of the wider emotional wilderness these characters inhabit. That said, with part of the stage occupied by audience seating, the set never feels fully realised.

Hunter is wrestling with ambitious themes: disillusionment, illness, poverty, legacy, and the mythology of the American Dream. The writing, however, does not always trust the audience. Lines like Jake’s repeated “I’m f****d up” feel over-insistent, and much of the dialogue leans towards exposition over genuine discovery. There are flashes of real emotional depth – especially in the explosive scenes between Chris and his mother – but they’re often undercut by forced imagery and on-the-nose dialogue. The link between modern disaffection and the journey of Lewis and Clark never quite lands. It’s a metaphor stretched thin, and while it provides a narrative frame, it rarely deepens it.
Clarkston is an ambitious play that poses some worthwhile questions but fumbles in its delivery. There are glimmers of emotional truth and strong performances, but the writing too often gets in its own way. Some audience members may find themselves – like Jake and Chris – lost in the aisles of Costco, searching for a story that never quite finds its frontier.

choke me., written and performed by Alexandra Montalbano and directed by her and Brock Looser, is a modern reimagining of Lope de Vega’ Punishment Without Revenge. Casandra guides us through how she found herself in a loveless marriage with a controlling and cheating husband and an affair with her violent stepson.

Montalbano expertly flits between multiple characters in an astoundingly dynamic performance. Each one feels fully drawn and alive – there’s a string of awful first dates, Casandra’s well-meaning but useless parents, her friend who knows her better than she knows herself. Then there’s her husband, an oppressive control freak who can’t be bothered to hide his affair; and her stepson, who twitches terrifyingly from apathy to violence learnt from watching too much pornography. Montalbano finds impressive psychological depth in all these figures, but we never lose sight of it being Casandra’s story. It’s an elegantly judged balancing act that many one-handers get wrong.

The story is staged between two cameras that feed to two TVs upstage. Sometimes we see Montalbano from three angles at once, cleverly simulating the feeling of a crowd. At other moments we ‘cut’ back and forth between one angle and another as if watching a film conversation. This technique is most effective when Casandra talks about her, or her husband’s, affairs. It gives Montalbano and Looser the uncanny ability to conjure three presences in the space that can never meet each other’s gazes.

At times, this live-cinema element feels underused. There are stretches when nothing is on either screen and they, along with the cameras, break the immersion of the world being built. By the end, though, there is a theatrically exciting use of the set-up that develops the idea beyond a simple live feed. I wished that moment had arrived earlier and stayed longer once it did.

choke me. expertly builds a sense of dread in its audience. It reveals Casandra’s affair with her stepson early on (enough that I’m not spoiling the play by mentioning it). This allows the piece to explore the devastating psychological effects of this incestuous relationship rather than saving it as a late shock. Casandra’s entrapment is clearly conveyed, as is her use of humour to mask trauma.

It is a play that grapples with serious, complicated issues: the morality of infidelity, coercive partners, incest, and how pornography has normalised men desiring hyper-aggressive sexual acts. It trusts its audience to think seriously about these questions and manages to fit a huge amount into a tight runtime. There are moments of humour and lightness, but it’s also bold enough to believe that theatre can be the catalyst for conversations about what society finds acceptable and unacceptable.

choke me. is a brave play – all one-handers are, but this one especially. It’s brave in its choice of subject and brave in its staging. Montalbano’s acting is so vivid and her presence so captivating that in less skilled hands the play might have managed only to shock. With her, it shimmers with life

The New Rep Theatre Company’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream invites audiences into an Athens set in the midst of a distant Woodstock-esque music festival. An aptly fairy-lit space beckons as the cast fills the stage in white, flowing outfits and flower crowns. The mood is set to lean into the ecstatic and substance-fuelled mischief that ensues in the tangled web of magic and mayhem amongst mortal lovers and faeries alike.

Pace and precision make Shakespeare come to life, and this company skillfully satisfies both. The plot is kept constantly in motion, driven forward by the young and energetic cast. Their impressive commitment to maintaining both momentum and meaning allows the beats of the overlapping character arcs to land clearly throughout. Every actor is switched on in their performance, delivering an unrelenting story. 

This version of the text is decidedly lovers-led, which works beautifully. The scene work between the four lovers is agile and almost acrobatic in its direction. Married with electric pacing, New Rep crafts clear, enjoyable and distinct characters. Evie Butler shines in her turn as Helena. She carries an honesty and authenticity in her understanding of the text, delivered with heart and humour. Her excellent signposting through the language and effervescent chemistry with Hermia (Jamie Bunn) is a joy to watch.  

Not far from this woodland love square lies a considered interpretation of the play’s supernatural underside. The creature-like physicality embraced by the cast and impressive ensemble work is remarkable. The faeries, in particular, feel wired like a well-oiled Greek chorus. They breathe and move as one, becoming an effective extension of Titania herself. The realisation of lyricism in the text through the movement and musical moments is key to this Dream absorbing us into its world. 

Edward Neale’s performance as Oberon is a delight. His ethereal presence, coupled with a deft navigation of his speeches, is stunning. Notably, the power and weight found in his vowels unlock a further layer of musicality in the language, elevating an already assured performance. Lucy Blott’s movement as Titania is equally artful. Her chemistry with Oberon and feisty maternal strength in her initial speech set up expectations for more fiery, regal moments, which were disappointingly missed. Shakespeare gifts Titania some deliciously powerful imagery in her interactions with Bottom, which we never get to see. Her donkey-doting is brushed over, and she seems to be won over unsettlingly quickly by Oberon once her love spell is lifted. These cuts deny Titania the chance to step into her full potential as an equal and powerful opposite to her faerie king. A missed opportunity where cuts could’ve been better spent on a slightly drawn-out Pyramus and Thisbe ending. 

Having said this, New Rep gives us an endearing company of mechanicals spearheaded by Bottom the weaver. There is no doubt in Jack Gogarty’s command of the stage as Bottom, with plenty of puns and bits galore. However, a modern ad-lib too many tripped up an otherwise very entertaining performance.

Overall, this is a fantastic version of a much-loved classic encompassing all the magic, mayhem and mischief it deserves, driven by a committed and seamlessly cohesive company. A must-see!