Sam Lewes reviews Living a Little at the King's Head Theatre
Together the boys do their best to entertain and cheer up their new guest, who hasn’t had the luxury of electricity, showers, or basic human decency whilst surviving the dangerous outdoors. Penelope’s seen things you see, and, as in every zombie movie, it turns out that ‘maybe the zombies aren’t the worst guys after all… maybe it was people all along?’ Whilst that message may be pure Walking Dead, the play thankfully has a voice of its own and pulls up the soapbox to give those who sit back and allow the world to go to shit without taking action a good kicking. That Appleby is able to deliver a grandstanding speech about not hiding from the problems of the day without sounding preachy is impressive, and cushioned by the fact that she’s talking to two tipsy, swearing Scotsmen who are determined to do just that.
And that this itself is possible without losing momentum or cutting the laughter short is a testament to the script (written by co-lead Bain) and the directing skill of Jordan Murphy. Before the script veers towards a somewhat serious end, there are some genuine laugh out loud moments, with UniLAD wannabe Rob explaining what ‘real feminism’ is and a joyous, slow-motion scene of the 3 cast members gurning their way through spiked drinks, as spotlights blare and opera serenades them.
In the end, the trio’s wild night has real consequences but despite its darker notes this remains an uplifting play – telling audiences to change the world whilst you can and always support your mates through thick and thin… and zombies.