Saw this tonight at the palace theatre in London and wish I’d just donated the money to a kids charity hoping in 30 years one of them blossoms into a future de caprio, because it represents a better chance of paying for talent than sitting through this pile of warm cat sick
A year ago I attended my sisters year 6 kids play called “pirates of the currybean” and this made that look like an Oscar nominated seminal piece of art
What is there to like? Terminally online culture warriors will enjoy the farcical casting choices and a committed masochist may extract some value from torturing their ears and eyeballs for 4 hours, these aside my well of positivity sadly runs dry
The writing would receive criticism had an 8 year old girl handed this as homework having scribbled it from scratch on toilet paper 15 minutes prior
Taking one of the major gaping messes of a plot device from the original works (time travel) and turning that into the subject matter of the entire play was a first mistake of sheer impressive incompetence, the rest are so numerous I suggest you invest your time in more intellectually productive activities such as picking your toenails or browsing the 1993 Argos catalogue before spending any time attempting to make sense of it
It would be an insult to amateur theatre to suggest the acting was of that standard, but if you enjoy a hammier experience than a bernard matthews factory tour with disastrously untalented Z list actors endlessly shrieking at you, this might be the play for you
The actor who played Harry was particularly notable in his absence of any performative qualities - I offer my condolences to the casting director, who’s children are surely in an active hostage situation, this being the only reasonable explanation for this guy finding his way onto the stage. I can only congratulate him on grifting his way to a role of this calibre.
All in all, as a childhood reader of the books and enjoyer of the films, I’ll do my very best to scrub this tonight’s event from my mind, and would encourage anyone considering going to this to simply burn the money and enjoy the flicking glow and brief amount of heat it provides, an experience immeasurably more pleasurable than enduring this stain on the Harry Potter brand name