The 2011 ground breaking National Theatre production is given cinematic life here with very mixed results. The idea of a 'verbatim musical' must have been immersive as a theatrical experience but on film becomes grating and at times seemingly amateurish. These aren't really songs but more chorus oriented performances that even the greatest lover of theatre may find overbearing by completion.
At the end of London Road your keen eye for the go-betweens of Opera, Film, and Stage Musical - If you have it - would be stoned. Truth to be told, I have never encountered with something more subtle, brilliant. It is exquisitely outperforming to the extent that gives this genre a whole new richness, profundity and meaning.
An ambitious but ultimately failed experiment. The humanity of its subjects is unfortunately lost between the stylization of the form and the mediocrity of the approach. The final product is an airless unhuman object of unmodulated bleakness. Still, it's fascinating to watch, even when it becomes impossibly tedious.
An extraordinary musical representation of the dialogue in Ipswich of the serial killer that murdered many women that worked along the London. At first the music was disconcerting and yet the repetition of certain lines and the lilting East Anglian accents shocked you into confronting some of the myths around prostitution, prejudice and these cruel deaths. Rufus Norris is now the artistic director at the National