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Billed as a musical comedy, The Fabulist is actually a rare chance to see Giovanni Paisiello’s rarely performed light opera, The Imaginary Astrologers , translated and updated to Mussolini’s Italy. With sublime music, fine singing and a bit of additional silliness thrown in for good measure, it’s a welcome addition to the choices available on the West End. It’s currently playing at Charing Cross Theatre . In this update, the action moved to Italy in 1929. A magician (or, as he prefers to be called, Fabulist), Julian is on the run from both the fascists and the Catholic Church. On the run, he stumbles on a film shoot and dazzles the screenwriter Clarice with his charm while her sister tries to complete a series of mildly subversive historical films. What will win in a battle of ideas between science and magic, the church and the Fabulist? It’s an evening of light operatic comedy, so there are no prizes for guessing.  Experts in clerical fascism and fascist mysticism may find some of the

The man with the banana: Flinch @ORLTheatre


Flinch is a play about gender roles. But it’s also a timely reminder that you date actor-writers at your own peril. As you never know if you’re going to be the material for their next piece. Emma Hemingford writes and co-stars in this piece about modern relationships which is having its debut at the Old Red Lion Theatre.

She plays Jess, an actor of sorts struggling with auditions and lecherous directors. Mark (Joseph Reed) works in the city as a trader. Just as they move in together into his Bethnal Green flat, an incident happens. A violent mugger appears and threatens them both. Mark flinches (or according to Jess screams and runs away, leaving her alone). It turns out it was a bit of a joke since the mugger was brandishing a banana (and wearing a pretty camp t-shirt).


But this sets in motion a series of innocent conversations that lead into darker territory about the disappointments they have with each other.  The piece works at it’s best during these conversations. And it highlights how one moment can begin to unravel everything. Hemingford is terrific as smiles so innocently, probing Mark and challenging his masculinity. Reed is more than her match on the defensive or trying to work through what role he should be playing as a modern man.

There are dreamlike interludes where the camp man with the banana appears (Andrew Armitage). He’s clearly on their minds, but you figure he’s the catalyst for a more meaningful discussion the two need to have. Slowly the couple realises that they don’t belong together. Except in a play. Which she writes in the end and presents to him.

So a play about a relationship that ends up to be about writing a play about their relationship feels like it's a pretty meta experience. But definitely

Directed by Rosalind Brody, Flinch is at the Old Red Lion Theatre until 15 June.

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Photos by Ali Wright

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