When
Bob Carlton spliced rock songs into the plot of the 1956
movie Forbidden Planet to create his hit musical Return
to the Forbidden Planet he kept the Shakespearean references
to a minimum (the movie’s plot echoes that of The
Tempest). But when he rummaged through his collection of
old vinyl again to develop From a Jack to a King no such
restraint inhibited him. Apart from the occasional wisecrack
from a Raymond Chandleresque cop, all the dialogue ingeniously
misquotes the Bard to suit a cast of seedy characters inhabiting
the backstreets of 1960s Soho.
It is a mad idea
that works pretty well, but there’s more. The plot
gives us the story of Eric Glamis’s blood-stained
wade to rock stardom, clambering over the corpses of rivals,
terrified by their ghosts and meeting a murky end when enemies
approach carrying branches torn, no doubt, from the woods
of Soho Square.
First seen wandering
wimpishly through the deadend streets of W1, Philip Reed’s
Eric is chosen by three witchlike creatures – a backing
group – as a candidate for fame. Renamed Thane Cawdor,
he proves a sensation on drums, and even more so on guitar,
and after interfering with his rival’s bike –
“Is this a spanner I see before me?” –
reaches the top from which, of course, nemesis tips him
off.
And animating
all this nonsense is a score of rock hits from the Fifties
and Sixties, chosen, as in the tradition of the best musicals,
to express and even thrust forward the plotline. It is great
to hear these evergreens performed live again – Leader
of the Pack, Tell Laura I Love Her, Shakin’ All Over
and the rest – and only the excessive feedback spoilt
them. Unwanted blasts often obliterated the dialogue and
needs to be remedied.
The cast of nine,
along with the director Matt Devitt, who played Eric in
the original production, belong to the Queen’s Theatre’s
resident company of actor-musicians, Cut to the Chase. This
recent development in the genre of stage musicals is one
I welcome with enthusiasm. Something magical occurs when
characters pick up guitar, trumpet or sax and continue their
characterisation not just through singing but in playing
the accompanying instrument, too. Devitt whirls the show
along, in, on and around Mark Walters’s mobile set
of Soho seediness. The company are expert and when the feedback
behaves itself the evening will become excellent.
Jeremy
Kingston
The Times
- 3rd September 2007