Heather Deacon

This company and this show certainly can't be accused of lacking energy. The London Cuckolds takes you to 1920s London, where everyone seems to have the values of a sinner, lying, cheating and conning their way into each others tightie-whities. At the Pleasance Theatre.

Richard Bean's latest shows up the suburban Kingston family-of-five for the drug dealers they are, starring Keith Allen and Harry Melling and directed by Richard Wilson. In true Bean style, even little old ladies found themselves tittering as much at jokes about neighboring towns as at drug induced hallucinations. Great fun. At the Rose Theatre Kingston.

A bathroom is a private place, a theatre is not. Both, however, are the epitome of intimacy. At Trafalgar Studios.

David Breuer-Weil presents his Project 4 in the tunnels of The Vaults in Waterloo. There is a delightful complexity to these imaginative and mind-bending metaphysical pieces, which medidate on the nature of humanity, its struggles and its desires in Breuer-Weil's warped and distorted worlds. 

A prison room as unremarkable and empty as prisoner Lee Fenton’s dreams is the setting for Richard Vergette's American Justice, playing at the Arts Theatre. The remote setting promotes the hopelessness of politics and morality in the play as John Daniels (Peter Tate) and Lee Fenton (Ryan Gage) live out eight years of their lives thinking they are growing smarter in their endeavours.

Philip Ridley premieres his new show at the Southwark Playhouse this winter. Teaming up again with Tender Napalm director David Mercatali again, Feathers in the Snow is an energetic epic that spawns from a decision between brawn and brains.

Anya Reiss rewrites The Seagull to include mobile phones as the norm and a laptop tragedy amongst the skittish characters, pre-occupied by their insipid day-to-day lives on the Isle of Man, despite apparent fame and fortunes. It’s cleverly quiet and unassuming with a cast of extraordinary subtlety. At the Southwark Playhouse.

Victor/Victoria is a show about love and fame consumed in a story of confused sexuality, double-cross-dressing and show business – a plot for a musical if ever I heard one. This new production is provocatively but precisely presented in the surprisingly cabaret setting of the stripped bare Vault at the Southwark Playhouse.

You Can Still Make a Killing follows two friends, Edward and Jack, as both are affected by the Lehman Brothers bankruptcy in 2008. While both lose their morality and most of their dignity, Pierpan’s writing and Matthew Dunster’s direction combine to create a smart, snappy and systematic production. At Southwark Playhouse.

I Heart Peterborough is as unconventional as it is incomparable: with a set of keyboards, crummy wallpaper and hooked sparkly dress, you are welcomed into the weird and wonderful world of the characters. At the Soho Theatre.