Lloyd Evans Lloyd Evans

All a bit Blackadder: Hamlet, at the Sam Wanamaker Playhouse, reviewed

Plus: at the Park Theatre, a gifted comedian seems to have suppressed her natural humour in the hope of pleasing a handful of puritans

George Fouracres (Hamlet) delivers the verse in a rich Brummie accent that may not be too far from Shakespeare’s own patterns of speech. Photo: Johan Persson 
issue 19 February 2022

Never Not Once has a cold and forbidding title but it starts as an amusing tale set in an LA apartment. We meet Allison, a happily married lesbian, whose grown-up daughter, Eleanor, arrives with a hunky new boyfriend to show off. This set-up has the makings of a flatshare sitcom. You combine a straight younger couple with an older pair of lesbians and you throw in the mother/daughter relationship for extra instability. It could be a laugh. But a new wrinkle appears. Eleanor learns that she was conceived during a one-night stand and she decides to track down her absentee father. But he’s extremely reluctant to discuss what happened that evening. Too much booze, he shrugs, and the major details escape him. Flora disagrees with this version. Eleanor’s father raped her, she claims. Wow. This frothy comedy has turned into a heavyweight examination of consent and coercion. It develops into a poignant knife-edge drama which delivers an excellent ending.

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