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Inside Mandelson’s Mind: ‘Mandy: Prince of Darkness’ Delivers Precision and Irony

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★★★★★ A sharply observed, meticulously researched and often darkly funny portrait of Peter Mandelson, delivered through a performance of such precision that it becomes less an impersonation and more an act of political possession. Richard Stirling doesn’t just play Mandelson — he inhabits him.

Mandy: Prince of Darkness is a one‑man political biography told from inside the mind of one of the most enigmatic figures in modern British politics. Stirling structures the piece around Mandelson’s own recollections, justifications and rhetorical flourishes, anchoring each chapter of his career with projected headlines and dates behind him. It’s a simple device, but an extremely effective one: the audience is never left drifting. Every scandal, every comeback, every resignation is pinned to a moment in time.
The effect is cumulative. You begin to realise just how many times Mandelson fell, rose, fell again, and rose again — until finally, as the show concludes, he meets the one scandal he cannot return from.
Performance: A Masterclass in Political Mannerism
Richard Stirling’s performance is the engine of the show, and it is extraordinary. He captures Mandelson’s mannerisms with forensic accuracy: the sly, fox‑like half‑smile; the careful modulation of tone; the way he leans into a phrase as if it were a tool he’s about to use.
But the real brilliance lies in the switches. When Mandelson quotes Tony Blair, Stirling shifts instantly — a recognisable Blair arm‑and‑hand gesture, the slight lift in vocal timbre, the earnestness that borders on sermonising. It’s subtle, funny, and deeply effective. He doesn’t break character; he folds Blair into Mandelson, showing how the two men lived inside each other’s political space.
This is mimicry at its highest level: not caricature, but observation.
Language, Manipulation & the Limits of Persuasion
One of the show’s most interesting threads — and one that came through strongly in your reflections — is the tension between Mandelson’s linguistic brilliance and the public’s instinctive scepticism.
Stirling presents Mandelson as a master manipulator of language: elegant phrasing, polished argument, the kind of rhetorical charm that can make nonsense sound like strategy. But even at his most persuasive, there’s a sense that ordinary people can smell when something isn’t quite right. The show captures that beautifully. You hear the justification, you admire the craft, but you don’t buy the conclusion.
It’s a portrait of a man whose intelligence was both his greatest asset and his greatest blind spot.
The Epstein Irony
The final act of the show deals with the Epstein scandal — the moment that ends Mandelson’s long cycle of comebacks. Stirling plays it with a deliberate irony: the arch‑strategist suddenly presenting himself as naïve, manipulated, unaware.
The email exchanges shown on screen undermine that claim. They hint at a man who knew exactly what he was doing, or at least knew enough not to pretend innocence convincingly. It’s a quietly devastating moment, and Stirling lets the audience draw its own conclusions.
Private Life, Public Persona
Stirling also touches on Mandelson’s approach to his private life. He didn’t hide being gay, but he didn’t foreground it either. It was simply part of who he was, not a political tool nor a public performance. The show treats this with sensitivity, acknowledging the complexity without sensationalising it.
Verdict
Mandy: Prince of Darkness is a superb piece of political theatre: sharp, intelligent, and anchored by a performance of remarkable skill. Richard Stirling gives us a Mandelson who is manipulative, charming, brilliant, flawed, hardworking, private, and ultimately undone by the one scandal he could not outmanoeuvre.
It’s a portrait of a complicated man, delivered by an actor who understands that complexity down to the smallest gesture.
A compelling, thoughtful and thoroughly engaging show.
Reviewed by Pat Harrington
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Edinburgh Fringe Review: The Pitch Finds Humanity and Humour in Belfast’s Divides

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★★★★★ Set in East Belfast, The Pitch centres on three teenagers whose lives intersect on a contested local football field. Robbie, a soccer‑mad loyalist kid, has spent his whole life practising on the same patch of grass. His sister Melissa is curious, open‑minded, and still figuring out where she fits. Deren, a GAA player raised in the same streets, has never had a home pitch of his own. When plans emerge to convert Robbie’s football field into a Gaelic pitch, the trio collide over sport, culture, identity, and the shifting political landscape around them — all against the backdrop of a looming United Ireland referendum.

Northern Irish theatre has always excelled at interrogating identity through the everyday, but The Pitch arrives at the Edinburgh Fringe with a particular urgency. As one of only five productions selected nationwide for the Pleasance Edinburgh National Partnerships programme, it stands as a flagship example of regional work that speaks directly to the realities of young people in a changing Belfast. This is not a play about “the past”; it is about the present — and the future that is rapidly approaching.

Philip Catherwood’s writing is sharp, funny, and politically literate without ever becoming didactic. The central dispute — whether the pitch should remain a soccer field or become a GAA ground — is not a contrivance. It is a precise metaphor for the cultural shifts happening in East Belfast today. The expansion of Gaelic games into traditionally Protestant areas has become a genuine flashpoint, and the play captures that tension with clarity and nuance.

Robbie’s fear of cultural displacement is rooted in lived experience. He is not a caricature of unionist defensiveness; he is a teenager terrified of losing the one place that feels like his. Deren’s frustration at being treated as an outsider in the community he grew up in is equally grounded. Melissa, caught between the two, embodies the emerging generation — less doctrinaire, more fluid, but still shaped by the legacies around her. The play avoids the tired “two tribes” framing and instead shows how identity is negotiated in mixed communities where lines blur and loyalties shift.

The humour is quintessentially Northern Irish: dry, sharp, and often deployed at moments of tension. Jokes about Tayto crisp packets, Irish street signs, and the semantics of “soccer” are not throwaway gags; they are cultural markers, reminders of how the smallest details become battlegrounds in contested spaces. The comedy never undermines the seriousness of the themes — it humanises them.

The emotional arc is clean and convincing. The characters begin in conflict, move through misunderstanding, and arrive at a fragile but genuine recognition of each other’s fears. The subplot involving Deren’s feelings for Robbie could easily have felt tacked on, but instead it deepens the stakes. It shows how personal vulnerability sits alongside political anxiety, and how the two often inform each other.

The production craft is strong across the board. Director Thea Mayeux keeps the 70‑minute running time tight, with pacing that mirrors the shifting emotional terrain. The staging makes clever use of the pitch as both literal and symbolic space — a place where lines are drawn, erased, and redrawn. Danae Crawford’s technical design supports the transitions without overwhelming them, and Rebekah Fitch’s sound work adds texture, particularly in moments where humour gives way to tension. The ensemble chemistry is exceptional; the three actors feel like real teenagers negotiating real stakes.

James Grimm’s Robbie is all brittle loyalty and jittery defensiveness. Jake Douglas brings warmth and quiet resilience to Deren, grounding the character’s frustrations in something deeply human. Dión Di Maio’s Melissa is a standout — perceptive, funny, and entirely believable as someone navigating mixed loyalties with more maturity than the boys around her. Their dynamic is lived‑in, messy, and convincing.

What ultimately makes The Pitch so effective is its understanding that constitutional debates are not abstract. They filter down into friendships, families, and the small patches of grass where young people define themselves. The play recognises that fear is not irrational when it has precedent, and that hope is not naïve when it is grounded in shared humanity. It offers a vision of common ground that feels earned rather than sentimental.

A witty, moving, and politically intelligent piece of theatre — one of the most thoughtful Northern Irish productions at this year’s Fringe, and a deserved flagship for the Pleasance National Partnerships.

Reviewed by Pat Harrington

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1518: The Dancing Plague — Satire, Chaos and Queer Heart at the Fringe

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★★★★★There’s something deliciously Fringe about a show that invites you to “shake your a** and dance ’til you (hopefully don’t!) die,” and 1518: The Dancing Plague leans into that promise with full satirical commitment. Based on the very real medieval mass hysteria that had Strasbourg’s citizens dancing themselves into oblivion, Hannah Ponturo’s comedy arrives at theSpaceUK fresh from Los Angeles—armed with a sold‑out reading, a Daredevil Festival pedigree, and the kind of chaotic energy that thrives in late‑night Edinburgh.

At its heart is a queer romance between Katherine and Anna, two peasants whose long‑fractured relationship reignites just as the city collapses around them. It’s a smart dramatic anchor: while clergy and civic authorities scramble to contain the outbreak, the play keeps circling back to the human impulse to connect even when the world is wobbling off its axis. The production promised “uncanny parallels” to our own recent crises, and the show doesn’t shy away from them—Covid echoes, political absurdity, and the familiar spectacle of institutions panicking while ordinary people try to make sense of the mess.

We loved the drag devil/angel narrator

Ponturo’s writing has that LA‑meets‑NYC flavour: punchy, self‑aware, and unafraid of silliness as a delivery system for something sharper. The production, created with Open Variations Theater, fits neatly into their mission of reimagining lesser‑known stories with contemporary bite. You can feel the interdisciplinary New York influence in the way the piece layers satire, history, and outright party vibes into a single 50‑minute burst.

And yes, it is a dance party. The show wants you complicit in the hysteria—laughing at it, recognising it, maybe even feeling the tug of it. The absurdity of people dancing themselves to death becomes a mirror held up to the way we cope with uncertainty now: distraction as survival, movement as denial, rhythm as rebellion.

It’s messy, cheeky, knowingly ridiculous, and unexpectedly tender. Exactly the sort of Fringe show that sneaks up on you: you arrive for the chaos, and leave thinking about the systems that shape how we behave when everything goes sideways.

If you’re looking for a satire with historical weirdness, queer heart, and a healthy disrespect for authority, 1518: The Dancing Plague earns its place on your August shortlist.

Reviewed by Pat Harrington

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Nude Confronts the Male Gaze with Wit, Rawness, and Feminist Bite

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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ In this cleverly crafted piece, Nude dives headfirst into the complexities of the male gaze, nodding to Mulvey’s old‑school film theory but making it feel fresh, lived‑in, and painfully personal. Clara’s plan — to walk into a life‑drawing class and strip naked in front of her favourite lecturer — is introduced with a wickedly funny line: “No, but how funny would it be though? Like, he turns up, and it’s just me – with my tits out. His model student.”. It’s a moment that perfectly captures the show’s tone: bold, cheeky, and already teetering on the edge of something darker.

The male gaze — and why it matters here

Laura Mulvey’s theory of the male gaze argues that mainstream visual culture positions men as active lookers and women as passive objects of looking. Women become “to‑be‑looked‑at,” their bodies framed for male pleasure, validation, and control. What makes Nude compelling is that it doesn’t just critique this structure — it shows a woman actively stepping into it.

Clara doesn’t simply endure the male gaze; she seeks it, fantasises about it, and tries to choreograph it. She wants to be seen by her tutor in a way that makes her feel chosen, special, exceptional. That desire — to be looked at on one’s own terms — is the emotional engine of the show. It’s exactly what the press release calls “the seductive idea that being seen is the same as being empowered” . Clara confuses visibility with agency, attention with autonomy, and the play exposes how fragile that fantasy is.

This is where Nude becomes a genuinely contemporary feminist work. Mulvey’s theory was about cinema, but Clara’s story shows how the gaze operates in real life: women internalise it, negotiate with it, and sometimes chase it. The show asks a sharper question than most: why do we sometimes seek the very gaze that limits us?

Performance, writing, and Bacchanalia’s mission

Hattie Chapman

Hattie Chapman’s performance is the engine of the piece — restless, funny, and emotionally raw. Audience feedback from the Norwich Theatre R&D sharing described the work as “bold, lyrical, profound writing and superb performance” and “so real and raw” , which is exactly what Chapman delivers. She gives Clara a searching, self‑mythologising energy that makes the humour land and the emotional turns sting.

Phoebe Segal’s writing is confident and unafraid to push Clara into uncomfortable territory. Developed through Menagerie Theatre Company’s Young Writers’ Workshop and supported by Norwich Theatre and Frozen Light, the play has the feel of a young writer testing the edges of a big idea — and succeeding. Bacchanalia, the new East Anglian company founded by Segal and Merlyn Haycraft, frames its mission around interrogating inherited myths, “from ancient archetypes to cultural norms” , and Nude fits that remit perfectly. It takes the archetype of the woman on display and cracks it open from the inside.

A Fringe debut with bite

Nude begins with a joke and ends with a jolt, tracing Clara’s journey from playful self‑display to the moment her fantasy stops protecting  or trapping her. Chapman’s performance makes that turn land with real force, and Segal’s writing never shies away from the contradictions at its core. It’s a debut that not only showcases a formidable new talent but also embodies Bacchanalia’s mission to crack open the myths we inherit. A bold, unsettling, and memorable Fringe offering.

By Pat Harrington

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A Highly Suspect Murder Mystery Knives In — A Clever, Clue‑Packed Whodunnit

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★★★★★ A Highly Suspect Murder Mystery: Knives In was great fun. The famous crime novelist Agatha Mystery is found dead at the bottom of the stairs the day before she was due to finish her last novel. It turns out that she was murdered. The world-renowned sleuth Beignet Blank is on the case but needs help from the audience to find out whodunnit. Audience members receive evidence packs to find the guilty party.

Puns and one-liners come thick and fast; some laugh-out-loud, some corny groaners. The names of the four suspects give a bit of the flavour of the outrageous puns, the victim’s nephew, Bennet Blank, Nurse Ophelia Pulse, her publisher, Reed Morebooks and the Reverend Neil Beforechrist. Each one of them has a secret to hide,a potential motive, but which one is the murderer?

The cast really throw themselves into this, hamming it up with great relish. The audience loved it and some highly competitive teams came up with ingenious plot twists worthy of the late Agatha Mystery herself. Some teams got it right. Your reviewer fell for the red herrings.

If you’re looking for a good laugh, first class escapist entertainment and some challenging puzzles, this production should fit the bill for you.

Reviewed by David Kerr

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This Little Thing of Ours: Inside the Musical Mayhem of Fringe’s Mafia Comedy

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There’s something irresistible about a show that knows exactly what it is and leans into the chaos with style. This Little Thing of Ours does just that — a gleeful mash‑up of mob mythology, musical theatre swagger and the kind of character work that only comes from creators who genuinely enjoy the world they’re building. Speaking with James and Michael, you get the sense that this project didn’t just arrive fully formed; it grew out of shared obsessions, late‑night ideas, and the kind of friendship where one person says “I want to write a musical” and the other immediately replies, “Right, let’s get started.”

What follows is a conversation that gets right to the heart of the show: the rivalry, the comedy, the family dynamics, the theatrical mischief, and the sheer joy of making big, bold musical theatre out of the mafia canon. Their answers are sharp, funny, and full of the enthusiasm that’s driving this show straight into Fringe folklore.

Michael Mackay is the composer of This Little Thing of Ours, and James Bruce is the writer of the show. Here is the full interview.

Frankie Coglione’s family curse is such a fun hook – when you first started developing the show, what came first: the mafia mythology or the musical comedy angle?

The inception of the story came from Michael. He mentioned in passing that he wanted to write his own musical, and two days later I was on the phone asking to get involved. It was always going to be a musical given Michael’s background, and we both love mafia‑related films and TV shows, so that cemented the initial direction. Once we dove into the writing, comedy came most naturally — the characters were so laughably ego‑driven that we needed to take them down a peg.

The press release hints at a real tug‑of‑war between Frankie and Tony. How did you approach building that rivalry so it feels both dangerous and delightfully theatrical?

Frankie and Tony are both bad guys — Tony is just much worse. Frankie has had a speedrun to the upper tiers of the mafia while Tony has had to grind, scheme and hustle to get where he is. There are a lot of back‑and‑forths between them, culminating in an 80s glam‑rock style duet.

Your Nonna character sounds like a force of nature. What inspired her, and how central is she to the emotional spine of the story?

We wanted Nonna to be the all‑seeing eye in the family business. Nothing gets by her and she’s sharp as a tack. We liked the idea that she had a secret web of informants throughout the crew, reporting every tiny piece of information so she could use it to her advantage. Female characters in mafia shows are often complicit bystanders; we wanted Nonna not just to witness events, but to be the puppet master pulling the strings.

You describe the show as “The Sopranos with full‑scale musical mayhem.” What elements of classic gangster cinema were irresistible to parody or reimagine on stage?

The way characters express themselves — in their words and gestures — in mafia cinema is so captivating and feels prime for parody. We loved the idea of these big macho guys singing about their beef with other members of the “Family.”

The idea that you don’t just whack someone – you give them a closing number – is brilliant. How did you balance the comedy with the stakes of a mob story without tipping too far in either direction?

Alice came up with that line — thanks, Alice. Shows like The Sopranos can have comedic elements in the darkest scenes. We tried to keep the story ticking over without getting too dark, but anything mafia‑related certainly heats up in the second half.

Michael Mackay’s Fringe experience and James Bruce’s BBC background make for an interesting creative pairing. How did that collaboration shape the tone and rhythm of the show?

Our collective experience allowed us to take ideas that worked well and avoid the things that didn’t. We’ve been friends for a long time, so we tend to be on the same page about what we find funny.

Alice Humphries’ previous Fringe success clearly brings strong directing pedigree. What new energy or perspective has she brought to This Little Thing of Ours?

Alice has been the real driving force of the show. She’s brought so much experience that we desperately needed. We met her in February and since then she’s been invaluable in bringing the songs to life.

You’ve assembled a cast of local Scottish talent. What qualities were you looking for to bring this heightened, musical‑gangster world to life? The obvious requirement was that they needed to pull off the accent and sing. We also looked for people with a bit of dark energy about them. I think all of the cast would be quite comfortable playing villains.

The show features a live band of professional musicians. How integral is the live sound to the storytelling, and what does it let you do that a backing track never could?

A live band is essential — it brings the show to life. Backing tracks or playing to a click creates a stale, repetitive atmosphere. Having four musicians playing live and feeding off the audience is much more fun.

Fringe audiences love a late‑night discovery. What do you hope people walk away with after seeing your 22:30 performance – what’s the lasting flavour you want them to carry home?

We hope they ignore the Omertà oath the mafia enforces and tell everyone they know.

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