A tough act to resist: Tracey Sinclair falls for the big-hearted charm of Laurence O’Keefe and Nell Benjamin’s stage adaptation on its national tour.
Tracey Sinclair reviews a one man show about an ingenious stretch of coastal electric railway
Brains and guts beneath glitzy excess: Sh!t Theatre’s love letter to Dolly Parton is gloriously chaotic fun.
‘Mounting claustrophobia’: Tracey Sinclair reviews Patrick Hamilton’s classic, as part of the Brighton Fringe 2018.
Fancy hats and flower arranging: Tracey Sinclair reviews comedian Simon Topping’s solo show.
A sonic pioneer: Noctium Theatre tell the story of the woman who created the Doctor Who theme tune (and much more).
Going Greene: Bryony Lavery’s new adaptation of Brighton Rock is unsettling and menacing.
Sunday night TV: Roy Marsden’s touring stage adaptation of Ruth Rendell’s classic thriller is solid and serviceable.
Ageing disgracefully: this Ayckbourn comedy’s best days are behind it.
The Chocolate Cream Poisoner: Tracey Sinclair reviews the second show in the Theatre Royal Brighton’s Out of Hours season.
“A female Alan Bennett with the voice of an angel”: Tracey Sinclair reviews Catherine Ireton’s touring one-woman show about little acts of bravery.
“A well-deserved second wind”: Tracey Sinclair reviews English Touring Theatre’s revival of Sam Holcroft’s Ayckbourn-esque 2015 comedy.
“More than mere monster”: Tracey Sinclair reviews Neil Bartlett’s “fresh and relevant” staging of Jean René Lemoine’s radical, one-man reworking of the Medea myth.
Remarkably fresh, depressingly relevant: Tracey Sinclair sees the contemporary parallels in Gore Vidal’s 1960 political thriller about a hard-fought race for The White House.
Baggy where it should be tight, and flat where it should sparkle: Tracey Sinclair reviews the touring production of Ira Levin’s thriller