Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Helen Carter, Paul Duckworth, Lynn Francis, Julie Glover, Michael Starke.
We deal with grief in our own way, but we must allow humour to part of the therapy in taking us from a place of heartbreak to one where we can look back at the times before the moment and take solace in the joy what came before, the small things that make a smile and a laugh the most beautiful response in the world.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Martin Freeman, MyAnna Buring, Adelayo Adedayo, Romi Hyland-Rylands, Mark Womack, Josh Finan, Emily Fairn, Philip Shaun McGuinness, Warren Brown, Ian Hart, Faye McKeever, Philip Barantini, Elizabeth Berrington, Christine Tremarco, David Loy, Rob Pomfret, Jude Cooper-Kelly, Kerrie Hayes, Dave Hart, Lois Cringle, James Nelson-Joyce, David Bradley, Karl Collins, Philip Whitchurch, Amaka Okafor, Marji Campi, Rita Tushingham, Maud Druine, Michael Starke, Jake Abraham, Paul Campion, Christian Waite, Victor McGuire, Kieran Urquhart, Sylvie Gatrill, Matthew Cottle, Dave Hill, Roy Brandon, Harry Burke, Pat Winker.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Jake Abraham, Jamie Clarke, Guy Freeman, Stephen Fletcher, Lindzi Germain, Abigail Middleton, Mia Molloy, Michael Starke.
Band: Howard Gray, James Bretton, Mike Woodvine, Greg Joy.
Billy Riley is the hero you may not have heard of but because of his ingenuity, his fortitude and love of a fish and chip supper, there is forever a part of the South Pacific that is Scouse, where bananas are abundant, where a certain newspaper gets used for its rightful position as a cleansing aid, and where the descendants of the ship-wrecked, press-ganged mariner burst into song as a right; some enchanted evenings are always worth remembering, especially in Scouse Pacific.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *
Cast: Helen Carter, Jessica Dyas, Julie Glover, Danny O’Brien, Michael Starke, Matthew Walker.
Whether we like it or not, we are not eternally assessed by our efforts or our accomplishments, our standing or our points of view, but we are judged by our accents and manners, the way we talk is immediately weighed and measured and for most of us this unfair conclusion keeps us in a place to which their no escape, we are immersed into a world which prizes the idea of class, even though we fight against it at every possible moment.
Eithne Browne in The Star. Photograph by Robert Day.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Eithne Browne, Michelle Butterly, Helen Carter, Kevin Harvey, Danny O’Brien, Jack Rigby, Michael Starke.
Musicians: James Breckon, Elliot Chapman, Danny Miller.
Looking up into the Heavens, one can see the gallery of happy faces, the stars are there to perform, and they find no reason to ever stop beaming their light on the world below. For audiences making their way to the Playhouse this festive season, The Star is shining brightly and it is one that captures all that is good about modern theatre and the remarkable memory it invokes of hearing about the good old days of the music hall experience.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Michael Fletcher, Lindzi Germain, Hayley Hampson, Danny O’ Brien, Andrew Schofield, Michael Starke, Leah Whiteside, Amera Bjorkhaug, Ashlyn Baker, Natasha Riley.
Band: Elliot Chapman, Jack Hymers, Emily Linden, Alex Smith.
Boris and Daisy, a Russian submarine crew member and a student from Liverpool, having found love in a cold climate and an odd pair of talking bears with a passion for ballet in Scouse of The Antarctic continue their romance in the hot desert of Egypt and in amongst the camels, the fezs and flies and in Fred Lawless’ latest comedy smash, Pharaoh Cross The Mersey, the spirit of the Liver Bird lives on in wonderful Merseyside fashion.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *
Cast: Paul Broughton, Danny O’ Brien, Andrew Schofield, Michael Starke.
The night is young, the perfume is sprayed with liberal application, the smell of the aftershave overpowers the testosterone emanating from the raw majesty that is the Friday night club and disco and the D.J., who might not save your life on the night but who will certainly play a few good numbers to get the girls up and dancing, is full of ready innuendo. If your names are not down though and you’re not ready to party with the best doormen around then the Bouncers, on behalf of the management, reserve the right to make you laugh long into the night.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *
Cast: Paul Broughton, Michael Starke.
The humble British Shed, so loved by many, so bemusing too many more. A place where sanctuary is sought, where peace can reign and Time can be seen not to ravage but to almost stall, decay at a slower rate, to inspire growth and let thoughts take hold in a way that the outside world, almost insistent on the answers being forthcoming at the speed of knots, cannot comprehend. The shed is last refuge, be it six foot wide in all directions or built in the fashion that some might as well retire and spend their remaining days locked within and practise for the ultimate last days of potting and cutting dead leaves of a much valued plant.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Helen Carter, Michael Fletcher, Lindzi Germain, Hayley Hampson, Michael Ledwich, John McGrellis, Michael Starke, Ross Higginson, Jack Humers, Emily Linden, Alex Smith.
The Antarctic: A place where a person from Liverpool can be at one with Penguins, Polar Bears, a sarcastic snowman with a not just a carrot on his nose but a chip on a shoulder and a cob on his mind and where a man’s underpants can signify that you are truly the master of all you survey. Life it seems can be serene and peaceful as the Scouse of The Antarctic.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *
Cast: Paul Broughton, Danny O’ Brien, Louis Emerick, Michael Starke.
The 1980s nightclub, the big night out, big hair, cheaper beer, even cheaper aftershave and perfume sprayed on as liberally as showering underneath Victoria Falls for five days and then taking a dip in a swimming pool to get that real deep down scent. This was the time, depending on where you were living and your circumstances dictated in which Saturday night was the highlight of the week, the chance to meet the girl of your dreams, the man of your nightmares and all washed down with enough alcohol to drown an angel on a week-long bender on a Spanish holiday, all you had to do was get past the Bouncers on the door.