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This Trump satire is too soft on Sleepy Joe and Cackling Kamala: The 47th at the Old Vic reviewed

Plus: a fun new play at the Royal Court about troubled African-Caribbean kids that's worth a thousand sociology reports by right-on think tanks

Bertie Carvel’s Trump is a subtle and highly amusing spoof that never descends into exaggeration or grotesquery. Photo: Marc Brenner 
issue 23 April 2022

Trump is said to be a gift for bad satirists and a problem for good ones. He dominates Mike Bartlett’s new play, The 47th, which predicts that the 2024 presidential election will be a run-off between Trump and Kamala Harris. Bertie Carvel’s Orangeman is a subtle and highly amusing spoof that never descends into exaggeration or grotesquery. The visuals are convincing: the sandy blond wig, the baggy golfing outfits, the spare tyre around the midriff. Excellent design work. And Bartlett captures the repetitive lullaby pulse of Trump’s rhetoric. Like a lot of liberals, he seems to admire Trump and this show reflects a perverse fascination with its target.

The script is understandably soft on Sleepy Joe and his faltering brainpower. Simon Williams generously plays him as an articulate and principled elder statesman. If only! We’re asked to believe that Biden remains on close terms with Harris and that their friendship has survived her accusations of racism made during the debates in 2019.

Like a lot of liberals, Bartlett seems to admire Trump and this show reflects a perverse fascination with its target

The portrayal of Harris (Tamara Tunie) is the show’s central absurdity.

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