2026: The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare

 

 

 The Taming of the Shrew adapted from William Shakespeare’s play.  Lakespeare, Canberra, February 17 to March 1, 2026. Locations: Various parks and venues across the Canberra region, including Belconnen Arts Centre, Verity Lane, Pialligo Estate, Tuggeranong Town Park, Patrick White Lawns, Glebe Park, and Haig Park.
Saturday 28 February, FREE, Haig Park
Sunday 1 March, Pialligo Estate (two shows - lunch and dinner)

Reviewed by Frank McKone
February 27 at Belconnen Arts Centre

Cast
Petruchia: Ylaria Rogers        Christopher (Kit): Michael Cooper
Lucentia: Shontae Wright    Bianco: Alastair James McKenzie
Trania: Anneka van der Velde    Grumia: Yanina Clifton
Gremia: Alice Ferguson        Baptista:Giuliana Baggoley
Biondello: Blue Hyslop        Hortensia: Claire Noack
Vincentia: Jill Young

Creatives
Director: Karen Vickery
Voice and Performance Coach: Sarah Chalmers
Costumes: Helen Wojtas        Milliner: Rachael Henson
Sound design/composer: Paris Scharkie
Jig choreography: Ylaria Rogers
Stage Manager: Disa Swifte




Lakespeare’s reinterpretation of The Taming of the Shrew turns Shakespeare on his head.  I’ve not laughed so much in many years.

I have long had doubts about The Taming of the Shrew.  In a time – in 1590 – when women were not allowed to perform in plays and women characters were played by dressed-up men, what was Will Shakespeare’s intention?  Who laughed as Petruchio starved his wife into submission?

And who got the joke as the man playing Katharina, the shrew, told women “Fie, fie! Unknit that threatening unkind brow, and dart not scornful glances from those eyes, to wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor!”

I imagine, in Shakespeare’s audience, the men laughing along with their friend acting the role, but I wonder what women – including Queen Elizabeth herself – really thought.  Could Katharina seriously be in love with Petruchio, a kind of male shrew, so they make a match?  Should I, in modern times, laugh along to the very end, or see Kate’s final speech as a serious invocation of women’s liberation – which I support? 

By turning the boys’ parts into girls – Petruchio to Petruchia – played by powerful women, and the girls’ parts into boys – Katharina (Kate) to Christopher (Kit) – played by weak men, and acting as much towards us, as in stand-up comedy, as to each other in competition for sexual prowess, the play becomes a thoroughly enjoyable laugh-out-loud highly confusing farce.

Just as it was probably meant to be in 1590, or more likely at its first recorded showing in 1594: "begininge at newing ton my Lord Admeralle men & my Lorde chamberlen men as ffolowethe [...] 11 of June 1594 Rd at the tamynge of A Shrowe."  I asked AI “What reaction did the first performance of The Taming of the Shrew in Shakespear's time have?”, and there’s plenty of history to follow up about changing approaches to this play over the centuries.  How Christopher got into the story is fascinating in itself.

In other words, when you see Lakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew you’re seeing much more than an enjoyable romp with terrific acting, physical choreography, and wonderfully detailed emotional interactions between characters, but an interpretation which places the status of women equally – or even more than equally – up against the historical status of men.

Very highly recommended.

©Frank McKone, Canberra

2026: Shakespeare in Love - Mockingbird Theatrics

 

 

 Shakespeare in Love, adapted by Lee Hall from the Oscar-winning screenplay by Tom Stoppard and Marc Norman. 
Mockingbird Theatrics at Belconnen Arts Centre, Canberra, February 11-28, 2026.

Reviewed by Frank McKone
Feb 17

I had an argument the other day with a Richard III fanatic who blamed William Shakespeare for getting his history wrong.  But, I said, who is the more important to us today?  

Here’s the play that proves what Shakespeare can do for all of us – it shows how important theatre is in a play that can make us believe in love.  And don’t we need it in today’s fractious world?

But, you might say, Tom Stoppard was an absurdist – remember Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead?  How can we take him seriously?  Mockingbird is the obviously rightly named company to do the trick.

And they absurdly succeed in their riotous Shakespeare in Love, acted out in a small-scale living theatre with the immediacy actually more like backstage on the spot with Will in writing and rehearsing the Romeo and Juliet story than when watching the justifiably famous 1998 movie.

Gwyneth Paltrow and Joseph Fiennes are one thing on film.  Asha Forno and Tom Cullen are up to their mark on stage.  The movie is described as a “romantic period comedy-drama”, by the Shakespeare Network on Youtube, but I think Mockingbird’s irreverent farce is more true, not only to Stoppard but to us, sitting in amongst the action, laughing at the absurdity, while dealing with the issues of women’s rights (to perform as themselves equal to men), the nature of government (Liz St Clair Long’s Queen Elizabeth matches Judi Dench), sexist behaviour and funding for the arts.

I’m (privately) told director Chris Baldock, like several characters, may wave his arms saying “It’s a mystery” and “It’ll be alright in the end”.

And it is.  Highly recommended.

©Frank McKone, Canberra

2026: The Social Ladder by David Williamson

 

 

The Social Ladder by David Williamson.  Ensemble Theatre, Sydney, 23 January – 14 March 2026

Reviewed by Frank McKone
February 7

Playwright: David Williamson
Director: Janine Watson; Assistant Director: Jules Billington
Set & Costume Designer: Veronique Benett 
Costume Supervisor: Lily Mateljan; Choreographer: Sanjana Dhanakoti
Lighting Designer: Matt Cox
Composer & Sound Designer: Clare Hennessy
Stage Manager: Lauren Tulloh; Asst Stage Manager: Bella Wellstead




I thank Michael Bailey, appropriately writing in the Financial Review, considering the importance of monetary wealth to the characters in this play – and perhaps I may say to the Sydney North Shore audience at The Ensemble – for reminding me that

David Williamson once almost had a play cancelled because the government subsidising it didn’t like its content, and the renowned dramatist says the implosion of Adelaide Festival’s board is a reminder for arts directors to stand firm against attempted censorship.

Despite the crises engulfing boards from Creative Australia to Melbourne Symphony Orchestra since 2023, as their programming or performers were seen to take a side in the Israel-Palestinian conflict, an arts directorship is still the ultimate signifier of status for the characters in Williamson’s new play, The Social Ladder.

https://www.afr.com/life-and-luxury/arts-and-culture/david-williamson-reveals-his-writers-week-moment-20260122-p5nwbo

Accumulating money is the only purpose in life for Australian Charles Mallory, with no concern even for the subleties of his English wife’s delicacy about her upper middle-class origin.  Of course she married him and migrated to the one-time Workers’ Paradise, but she does wish he would behave better.

It had surprised me when David Williamson left Sydney for Noosa, I suppose now where society is less crass.  He certainly has it in for all classes struggling up the Sydney rungs like Katie Norrie, financial advisor, from Engadine to, I guess, St Ives; and for the ad-film-maker and medical researcher men to make their creativity financially viable.

The worry, I wonder, is should we laugh?  In fact, towards the end of the first act, though I had laughed with everyone else, the situation seemed to be a bit indefinite.  The issues were made apparent – but what on earth would be done about it?

Well!  The shorter second half is an absolute blast!!

Ordinariness is farcically blown up in our faces.  We can’t help but laugh and laugh the more farcical it gets, as Andrew McFarlane exposes the truth in the drunken Charles Mallory.  

David Williamson has done it again.  At 83 he still stands firm.  He shows how central to our society are the cold-hearted high-flyers.  And we have to stop laughing as we have to ask ourselves what can be done about that?

I leave you with this endearing image of his statue in the Ensemble Foyer, contemplating his next play after – as the orb above him reminds us – his “Last Play” in 2020!  May he live (write) for ever.

 ©Frank McKone, Canberra