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The Most Incredible Thing

Thursday, March 31st, 2011

The sound was unmistakenly Pet Shop Boys, the visuals less so. We were at the ballet once more, although there were no sugar plum fairies or leaping nutcrackers last Thursday night. At Sadler’s Wells for a limited 10-day run, The Most Incredible Thing is based on a three-page Hans Christian Anderson fairy tale of the same name, is scored by Pet Shop Boys and choreographed by Javier de Frutos. The fable is based around a contest to produce ‘the most incredible thing’, with half the kingdom and marriage to the princess to be won.

What made The Most Incredible Thing that little bit more incredible, though, was in part the music – which was at times very modern electronic, and at others, very orchestral – and the film projection interludes, which helped the story along. Graphically styled to be very communist and Eastern European in flavour, the clips punctuated parts of the story where needed and helped break the performance into three acts. The score itself, was, like the ballet, quite dark and sinister in places, and very similar in flavour to the Battleship Potemkin soundtrack the award-winning pop duo made a few years ago.

Like other live show and soundtrack performances we’ve been to, at times you were wondering if the music was in fact being played live – especially the chugging, dramatic and sweeping electronic pieces – but live it was, booming into the undoubtedly modern Sadler’s Wells auditorium. You wouldn’t necessarily have believed there was a cast of only 16 performers, either, as costume changes were very swiftly done, while the 26-piece orchestra played Tennant and Lowe’s score in the pit below. Last night there was even a 20-minute on-stage informal chat with Tennant, Lowe and de Frutos, which comical at times, explained how the three-year creative process had come to fruition.

With a sumptuous dinner at Brown’s Islington beforehand (fish, chips and all the dressings for Nik, and calves’ liver with Sage and Rosemary mash for me), all in all, our Valentine’s Day night out was everything we could have wished for. And today, while the soundtrack plays out of my iMac’s speakers, thoughts turn once again to the ballet. Undoubtedly the most contemporary and modern one we’ve yet been to, The Most Incredible Thing was arguably the best one yet.

Chess – The Musical

Sunday, February 20th, 2011

It’s true to say that ABBA can sometimes play a big part in our house, and although I consider myself a fairly comprehensive fan, there was still one musical part of the fab four’s story that was missing – the ‘80s musical Chess. With music by Benny and Björn, and lyrics by Tim Rice, it’s often lauded with praise as much as the group’s classic happy and tragic songs. So, on Thursday night, we experienced the missing piece of our ABBA jigsaw at the Cliffs Pavillion, perched high above the sea at Westcliff.

Craig Revel-Horwood of Strictly Come Dancing fame has staged the latest version, and we enjoyed his spin on US and Russian relations, set against a backdrop of two chess matches, entwined with strands of love stories, tales of deception, and of course, those unmistakable and ABBA-like songs. Containing classic numbers such as One Night in Bangkok and I Know Him So Well, the stage was cleverly minimal, with just 25 LED squares which made up a small chess board, along with a projection backdrop.

Almost all of the 30 actors played an instrument or sung, too, and it was refreshing to see the musicians actually play incidental characters and become part of the show, rather than being hidden away in either the wings or pit. The songs and music were performed well, the story well-acted, but the volume was too high at certain intervals, bending and merging the music and voices of the principal actors into one not altogether harmonious whole. All in all, very good though, and a good night out at a fraction of London West End prices.

That didn’t mean it was a cheap night, though. Risky, but the Polo provided transport down to the Essex coast, and probably to be expected, let us down on the way home at Rayleigh. The first signs were a whining fan belt and stuttering lights, and we got as far as the Southend Arterial Road, before the interior lights dimmed proper, the car jumped forward and we rolled to a stop in, thankfully, a layby. One call to the RAC and a 45-minute wait later, we were talking technical matters with the orange-vested repair man, who was convinced he could get us going again.

An hour later we were on our way, though not before Nik had bought a more comprehensive RAC membership (mine only covered me for 10 miles away from home). Turned out that the car’s new alternator that had been fitted the week before was faulty, and so we had to be jump-started by the RAC chap every five miles or so. We came to rest twice more; once in a layby on a roundabout, and again at home, an unceremonious push getting the car on the drive. It took us two hours from the repair man arriving to getting home, and we were exhausted. I don’t know about One Night in Bangkok, we almost had one very tiring night in Southend.

[Image: chess-the-musical.co.uk]

Cirque du Soleil – Totem, Whole Foods Market and the Natural History Museum

Monday, January 24th, 2011

I can’t remember our last day out in London, and now he’s working at home, I bet Nik can recall it even less. Last Friday marked our first outing in the city for a while, and our regular January appointment with Cirque du Soleil. This time around, the show was Totem, a new production. Billed as ‘a fascinating journey into the evolution of mankind’, it was, as is usually the case, a spectacle for the eyes. Centered around a turtle and reed-decorated stage, macro photography projections provided some of the visual feasts, but the acts were again the stars.

From Bars, Hoop Dancers, and Unicycles and Bowls, to Foot Jugglers, Fixed Trapeze Trio, and Roller Skaters, 2011’s touring show acts seemed even more daring and spectacular than previous occasions. We were once again at the Royal Albert Hall, which I still maintain is the best place to experience Cirque du Soleil; it works perfectly in the round, as a traditional circus does. Guests in an Adobe box, I suspect the excellent nibbles and champagne at the magnificent venue in South Kensington no doubt added an extra element of enjoyment to the show.

An attentive breakfast at the Royal Garden Hotel done and dusted, we popped into the Kensington branch of the US Whole Foods Market in the fabulously Art Deco Barker’s Building. Literally a mammoth indoor market of organic and natural, environmentally-friendly food and products, I wasn’t expecting much. The largest of the company’s five stores in London (there’s also one in Glasgow; the first store was opened in Austin, Texas in 1980), there’s a cheese room, handmade chocolate department, 75ft butcher’s counter, restaurant, as well as the more regular fresh fruit and vegetable sections, but on a much larger scale. Well worth a visit.

Our final stop before meeting Pippa for lunch at Covent Garden’s Masala Zone was the Natural History Museum. I can’t believe that in 37 years I’ve never been to the 130 year-old establishment, and there was no way we were going to see all of its 70 million items on display. So, we skirted around the parts that we most wanted to see; the dinosaur gallery, the Large Mammals Hall (featuring the skeleton and infamous life-size model of a blue whale), then stuffed animals in the Green Zone, and the Earth galleries in the Red Zone.

We also explored the Darwin Centre Cocoon, but left feeling rather underwhelmed – all the preserved specimens in jars are housed in the Darwin Centre itself proper, which we couldn’t find on Saturday morning. All in all, an amazing place, and even though filled with faux-posh London parents and kids, it was both an enjoyable and educational way to spend a Saturday morning, contrasting nicely with the very entertaining way we spent Friday night.

Film review: The King’s Speech

Saturday, January 15th, 2011

*Warning: contains spoilers*

We haven’t been to watch a film at the cinema for over two years. Why? We don’t really know, as there have been films we’ve wanted to see after all, so there’s no real reason for our non-attendance. But, Thursday night saw us at the Odeon in Chelmsford to watch the five-star reviewed The King’s Speech.

There with three other members of my Starfish Project stammering recovery group and their other halves, we didn’t really know what to expect from a two-hour film depicting King George VI’s struggle with his stammer, played out against a subtle backdrop of the abdication of his brother Edward VIII (who was to marry Wallis Simpson), the ensuing accelerated ascension to the throne, and the outbreak of World War II.

What we got was certainly deserving of the much-praised five-star reviews in the press; a brilliantly honest, and, at times, emotionally touching account of ‘Bertie’s’ stammer and how he overcame it with Australian ‘speech defect’ specialist Lionel Logue. Tom Hooper’s film starts with George VI reluctantly and uncomfortably addressing the 1925 Empire Exhibition at Wembley Stadium, and chronicles his and Logue’s journey, resulting in his 1939 three-page radio speech declaring the start of World War II.

What’s interesting is the close friendship that the two men developed. Through a mixture of honesty and trust (much like that of a speech therapist and a patient), the viewer sees them go through ups and downs, and scenes both hilarious and hysterical, all accurate portrayals of how nearly all stammerers feel during the varying degrees of their recovery.

A stellar cast certainly helps the film tells its story. Colin Firth is breathtakingly accurate in his portrayal of ‘Bertie’, while Geoffrey Rush plays the part of the understanding Logue brilliantly. Helena Bonham-Carter is the ever-supportive Duchess of York (later the Queen Mother), while a supporting cast of Guy Pearce (Edward VIII), Michael Gambon (George V) and Timothy Spall (Winston Churchill) make sure that all the pivotal characters play their part.

With beautiful cinematography depicting a 1930s London, the film’s script was reportedly updated after the discovery of some of Logue’s original notes. Years in the making due to the late Queen Mother’s apprehension about its release, it’s one of the best films I think I’ve ever seen. And while that may in part be down to personal reasons, The King’s Speech shouldn’t be overlooked. To enchant an audience with what could be a particularly difficult or dry subject for two hours is something both truly special and inspirational.

Happy Christmas!

Saturday, December 25th, 2010

Happy Christmas! I’d like to extend season’s greetings to all the loyal readers of goodrichard.com and thank you for your ongoing support. I hope you have both a fun-filled and restful festive break as well as a healthy and prosperous 2011.