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Wonderful comedy of manners: Kiln Theatre’s The Purists reviewed

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28.11.2024

A slice of the ghetto arrives at the Kiln Theatre in Kilburn. The Purists is set on the stoop of a crumbling block in Queens, New York, and the show declares its urban credentials as a boombox slams out a hip-hop rhythm and Mr Bugz, a DJ, enters, mike in hand. He urges the audience to commit arson and murder using a chant inspired by the theatre’s location. ‘Kill! Burn!’ he screams. ‘Kill! Burn!’ He invites the crowd to join in his riotous incantation. ‘Kill! Burn!’ they shout back with blood-curdling obedience. After this homicidal overture, the play settles down and turns into a surprisingly genteel comedy of manners.

Mr Bugz makes friends with an Anglophile neighbour, Gerry Brinsler, who adores musical theatre and has a soft spot for her late Majesty. ‘A magnificent reign, magnificent!’ he intones, almost singing the stresses of his words. ‘An absolutely magnificent reign. From the age of 25 to the age of 96. And did she ever complain? Not once. She got up and she went to work every day. No excuses.’ Gerry spends his afternoons padding around in his underwear and lamenting the decline of musical theatre since the glory days of Jerome Kern, Richard Rodgers........

© The Spectator


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