The Alchemist by Ben Jonson 14th Sept-6th Oct

After watching this I thought it was written by Ben Elton not Ben Jonson a 17th Century script writer.

Robert Icke has waved his wand and produced a magic of a production billed as 24 carat comedy gold.
This production certainly ticks all the boxes on what the theatre wants.

The story unfolds when Face, self-styled master conman, is left in sole charge of his master’s house and calls in his not-so-trusty fellow tricksters, Subtle and Dol.

Claiming to have discovered the ‘philosophers stone’, the substance that can transform any hopelessly optomistic victims into a get-rich quickery.

The con is on.
But time is running out.
What will they do when things get complicated?
And how long before the trio come unstuck?

If you want to find out more then make a date at the Playhouse and immerse yourself in the dirty dealings of the hilarious and anarchic happenings in a play definitely set to get you talking.

My journey into the arts, has taken me to different realms.
Tonight was one such realm.

Not so long ago I sat in Reynolds Park watching a Shakespeare play ‘A Winters Tale’ performed by Liverpool Network Theatre Group. A play written in times long ago but still very relevant today.

The Alchemist like Shakespeare’s play speaks very clearly about our own life today.
A play capturing the madness and sometimes surreal quality of all that is toppling around us in the chaotic world.

For sure, this classic play spoke of the times we live in and it did get its 17th century dust blown off it, allowing its relevance and subversion to shine with comedy capers thrown in. But, to be of real relevance to todays street audience, the down to earth “Mr Ordinary”, I ask the question, did they like the 17th century language of the times or did it need a makeover? The answer was no! The group around me laughed at the right times and thorougly enjoyed the performance .
That said, the play rolled to the last breath with the audience conned till the final flicker of stagelight.

The comedy hissed of Bruce’s Generation Game farces, and the late Brian Rix’s bedroom romps with a hint of Benny Hill thrown in.

If I had to sum it up, I’d say it was a very light comedy, not too heavy and giving you something to think about right through to the end. Well worth the venture out in the rain though!

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