Writer: Leon Fleming
Director: Scott le Crass
Reviewer: Rich Jevons
In his role as Craig, Dario Coates catches our full attention from start to finish. This is a one-man show that sees him idolising his antihero Sex Pistols bassist Sid Vicious. The real Sid, of course, had a tragic end, and maybe that is why Craig becomes so obsessed with this punk legend.
Leon Fleming’s script is a gift to any performer with its clarity and angst, while Scott le Crass’ direction makes the most of the taut tension in the piece that in the denouement explodes like an atom bomb.
Despite his anarchistic claims, Craig still lives with his mum but has a girlfriend who has just gone to university. This is the first of the somewhat harrowing moments of the play, as Craig goes down to meet her and her uni mates. He hopes to get her quickly in the sack, a department he is proud of. But instead, they rush out to a posh bar to meet her new-found friends; mainly middle-class intellectual sorts.
But this is not a play that reminiscences about the good old punk days. More so, it sees the flaws in any kind of idolatry, and the tragic end that seems all the more inevitable.
Coates’ performance is full of frenetic energy and nihilism. The occasional blasts of punk music allow him to wind up tighter and tighter, like a string about to snap.
The language is rich, but of course appropriate, given the anger and passion of Craig’s persona. The set is basic, formed of simply Craig’s bed, CD player and desk. But maybe this is just as well, as does not fare well in his final act of anarchy.
The show will appeal not just to old punks (we are mainly in our fifties) but a new audience that will be intrigued by a movement that could be argued as being superior to Britpop or futurism.
Reviewed on 22 November 2018 | Image: Contributed