Tonight, back with Up in the Cheap Seats (UITCS) at the Arcola for Afghanistan is Not Funny, the true story of a British comedian, Henry Naylor, and photographer, Sam Maynard, in war-torn Afghanistan. Heading in that direction, I'd be passing close enough to O' Neill's.. so decided to try my luck at getting in there. Hallelujah - not only did I get a table, but it was the last one on the ground floor! Which has a better atmosphere, and quicker service - on the app. And wow, did the food taste good after what felt like so long, although it was only 10 days since I was last there!
I had a choice of buses - started with the #73, which was crammed; with downstairs full, and since I had a little way to go, I went upstairs. Which turned out to be just as well shortly afterwards, when there was an altercation between the driver and someone downstairs.. I couldn't really hear what it was about, or see it, being on the wrong side. Which was vexing. But I was happy to be out of it. Happier still to be on the less crowded #56 after a bit..
In the theatre bar, there were a few ahead of me.. I had a very nice glass of wine, which I could take in, as it comes in plastic. Sadly, they only do small or medium - the glasses don't come any bigger! But it is tasty. And we chatted away until showtime, my entrance delayed by the ticket scanner being broken! As the lady behind me remarked, "I'm glad you broke it, it's usually me..!"
The show is performed by the writer/comedian himself, and several photos from this trip to Afghanistan are displayed on the screen - this is the view from the side, one seat from the end, which I found fine. The double table-and-chair setup seems to have little function other than to give him space to roam around the stage, moving between them.
Advertised as 70 minutes, it definitely wasn't tonight - more like 90. They also started 10 minutes late. But did I mind?
No, I did not.
Certainly, the start of the play is entertaining - he's a very funny guy, and knows where the jokes lie. At some point in the play, however, he switches seamlessly to a more serious tone - we're taken, blow by blow, through his and his companions' personal experiences. Some are humorous - sometimes, the humour masks a dreadful, underlying truth. The horror of what the locals have to live through is only hinted at.
Some of what he had to say hit home - and in reconstructed sessions with his therapist, he (small spoiler) realised that what he was fighting with this play was indifference. The point, I guess, is to raise awareness. Of the fact that this is still going on, of the fact that there are less fortunate than we are, of the cynicism of armies and the governments that tell them where to go. Oh, he has plenty to say about that. And if it does raise awareness, that is indeed a good result.
I did also find it entertaining. As I say, he's a skilled raconteur. And it's a fascinating story. Runs till the 11th. Contains, as the warnings say, swearing and references to war. (Also had a flickering light, at tonight's performance.) As our group found, it's also a great source of discussion: but as one man said, the only thing worse than being talked about.. is not being talked about. Go see for yourselves..
Tomorrow, with the group again at the Peacock (I can walk to that!) for Bat Out of Hell, a musical based on the music of Meat Loaf. Awesome - just a pity it isn't one of the singalong nights..
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