The Review - THEATRE by ALEXANDER WALTERS Published: 17 September 2009
Footsie or footsie?
'TILL I DIE
Old Red Lion
MALE relationships are complex affairs.
On the one hand, we are fiercely independent creatures, and on the other, we crave nothing more than the company of other men. Not in that way, though. Not gay, or anything. This complexity (or complex) is the premise of ‘Til I Die. Two football-mad lads who have grown up together on their club’s terraces struggle to come to terms with their feelings for one another.
We follow Danny and Lee’s journey as they try to carve out their identity in a world suggestive of low prospects and masculine aggression.
The branding of the show (pink posters, adverts for gay papers in the program), and the somewhat laboured “get off me you big poof” rough and tumble between the lads, has the unfortunate effect of singling the show out as a “gay” production.
Yet it is really about much more, and the sum of its parts is excellent. The final scene in particular is a masterclass in underplayed emotion, both as a piece of writing and as dramatic performance. Until September 26
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