White Christmas at The Dominion
GUYS I FUCKING LOVE CHRISTMAS!
I don’t even care that it’s still November, the pumpkins have been gouged and the sparklers have all fizzled out which means it’s definitely legit okay to get excited about the most wonderful time of the year. There’s so many wonderful things about it- mince pies, tinsel, carols, mulled wine, the fact it’s okay to drink at any time of day because “Wellllllllll go on it’s Christmas!” (*does a shot of Baileys in my eye*), gingerbread flavoured everything, chocolate money, the fact it’s okay to eat anything you like because “Welllllllll go on it’s Christmas!” (*slams face down into the mother of all cheeseboards*) and don’t even get me started on glitter. GUYS I AM SO GAY FOR GLITTER.
Given that I am a performing type of person, I tend to spend my Christmas knee deep in fairy costumes earning my crust in panto (OH YES I DO etc). So, as a pre-panto treat, I said a festive farewell to London and went to feast my eyes on Irving Berlin’s White Christmas, currently playing at the Dominion.
Balls to yer Winter Wonderland, THIS is where the festive fun is at. From the moment you step into the foyer, you’re greeted with FESTOONS of decs, Christmas trees, fairy lights all hallowed by the sound of choirs ‘fa-la-la-la-laing’. Mulled wine is on sale at the bar and they’re selling Christmas jumpers at the merch stand.
Snuggling into our seats we sat and watched as the show began to play. And it’s wonderful. Jolly good old-fashioned musical fun, straight out of the MGM school of plot. People burst into song at any given moment and there’s one of those ‘WELL, LET’S DO THE SHOW RIGHT HERE!’ type moments.
The show’s big draw is Tom Chambers (of Strictly fame) and Aled Jones (of snowman treble fame) who both give more than decent performances as the leading men. AND I MEAN ALED’S VOICE IS GOOD GUYS. He’s come a long way from Walking In The Air lemme tell ya. Wendi Peters (of Corrie fame) also puts in a smashing turn as Megaphone Martha, proving to have a CRACKING set of pipes on her.
High art this is not, but you know what, sometimes I like to go to the theatre and just be blooming enter-bloody-tained. The show could do with having about half an hour trimmed from it, as it’s a bit long but despite that, it’s silly, full of big song and dance numbers, beautiful costumes and I mean guys, it snows in the auditorium at the end. COCKLES OFFICIALLY WARMED. Watching this show is like the theatrical equivalent of bedding down in a tin of Quality Streets, like sitting on Santa’s knee in the grotto and falling asleep on the sofa after her Maj’s speech. I DARE you to go and not feel festive. It’s a perfect winter warmer. NOW PASS ME A GLASS OF MULL!
Oh, and here’s a cheeky little vlog from the evening. DRUNK ZOELLA STRIKES AGAIN.
White Christmas runs at The Dominion Theatre until 3rd January 2015.
For more information and tickets, visit the website here.