Gary Naylor - Page 74

Gary Naylor revels in a joyous evening in North London.

Gary Naylor sees a curate's egg of a show that, rather like its subject, blows hot and cold

Gary Naylor enjoys a little Wodehousean silliness - and why not? Eh? What?

Gary Naylor enjoys a little pre-Christmas magic as Greenwich Village comes to Greenwich

Gary Naylor enters the dark world of Poe (Edgar Allan, not the Tellytubby).

Gary Naylor enjoys two one-act plays revived and relevant in these troubled times.

Gary Naylor enjoys musical theatre at its most, er..., flamboyant.

Gary Naylor enjoys an old-fashioned whodunnit all done by one actor.

Gary Naylor appreciates a new adaptation of a classic, but misses singing along with King Louie.

Gary Naylor sees an artist he has admired for 30 years.

Gary Naylor sees the spirit of the notorious theatre of early 20th century Paris revived.

Gary Naylor sees his second 'Shrew' of the year and enjoys a lighter, more comic, approach.

Gary Naylor talks to the writer of Death and The Maiden, back in the West End twenty years on.

Gary Naylor is unsure of what to make of The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas.

Gary Naylor sees a fine tribute to an extraordinary man.

Gary Naylor sees Gothic horror evoked, if, mercifully, not shown.

Gary Naylor sees a searing slice of suburban life in an ancient venue.

Gary Naylor enjoys a late night cabaret.

Gary Naylor sees local boy Sir John Vanbrugh's restoration comedy, er, restored in Greenwich

Gary Naylor sees a very funny, very clever tribute to the women of wartime London.