Lloyd Evans Lloyd Evans

Forgettable romcom with an irritating title: Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons, at the Harold Pinter Theatre, reviewed

Plus: a new play at Theatre Royal Stratford East that resembles one of those demented Tripadvisor rants

Aidan Turner and Jenna Coleman in Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons. Photo: Johan Persson 
issue 11 February 2023

A romcom with an irritating title, Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons, has opened at the HP Theatre starring Jenna Coleman and Aidan Turner. Telly addicts will recognise their names. They play two London yuppies, Oliver and Bernadette, who are struggling to communicate properly. Out of nowhere, the state imposes a gruesome new ‘Hush Law’ that forbids citizens from uttering more than 140 words a day.

It lasts just 85 minutes and you’ll have forgotten you saw it by the time you get home

All kinds of questions arise. Why was the Big Hush introduced? Whose interest does it serve? How is it policed? By overstepping your quota of natter, are you committing a civil or a criminal offence? Why can’t you rely on texts, emails, sign language, Morse Code or semaphore? What about smoke signals? Oliver is a jingle writer so he’s barely affected by the new prohibition but Bernadette works as a lawyer and it’s unclear how she practises without the power of speech.

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