Gilbert Is Dead
Robin French
Gilbert Is Dead
Lucius Trickett, London’s most celebrated taxidermist, finds himself in cahoots with Queen Victoria and our hero Gilbert Shirley, to disprove Darwin’s theory of evolution with a stuffed specimen of the mysterious ghost loris. But what happens when the missing link goes missing? Robin French’s exhilarating Victorian scientific mystery romp reveals all!
3.0 out of 5 based on 3 reviews
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Omniscore:
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| Location |
London |
| Venue |
Hoxton Hall |
| Director |
Robert Wolstenholme |
| Cast |
Kate Burdette, Suzan Sylvester, Ronan Vibert William Chubb |
| From |
November 2009 |
| Until |
November 2009 |
| Box Office |
08444 771 000 |
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Lucius Trickett, London’s most celebrated taxidermist, finds himself in cahoots with Queen Victoria and our hero Gilbert Shirley, to disprove Darwin’s theory of evolution with a stuffed specimen of the mysterious ghost loris. But what happens when the missing link goes missing? Robin French’s exhilarating Victorian scientific mystery romp reveals all!
Reviews
The Evening Standard
Fiona Mountford
"Theatregoers don’t get many opportunities to see a “Victorian scientific mystery”, but after two hours of this might think twice before booking for another. French’s script is not without its drawbacks but overall has the agreeable air of a little-visited outpost of a rambling museum, crammed full of peculiar curios. It’s Robert Wolstenholme’s flat direction one wishes had been a victim of natural selection... "
09/11/2009
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The Guardian
Michael Billington
"I was never bored, but the Darwinian debate deserves less eccentric treatment and, for me, the evening's main discovery was not so much French's wild farrago as this hidden Shoreditch theatre."
06/11/2009
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The Times
Sam Marlowe
"...the biggest problem is Robert Wolstenholme’s production, which, despite solid acting and quirky, detailed design by Christopher Hone, is painfully slow and static. French’s writing has an eccentricity that is often appealing, but occasionally self-consciously arch: it needs a quicksilver directorial touch, and Wolstenholme’s is leaden. This is a clever play; but it demands far more vitalising energy. "
10/11/2009
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