Last Friday Stuart and I went to see Matthew Bourne's The Lord Of The Flies at The Sadler's Wells in London's glitzy Islington.
Using twenty-two locally auditioned young dancers, Matthew Bourne’s touring production vividly displays the children’s descent from innocence to their baser instincts.
William Golding’s novel has been tweaked a little so that the boys have become stranded not on an island but in an abandoned theatre - the clothes rails taking the role of the bushes and trees and a drum stick for the conch shell.
It was by turns exciting, entertaining and visceral as the regimented school boys gradually descend into savagery.
Maybe not up there with Bourne's great works but as an outreach project it's a triumph.
Highly recommended.
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