London Road movie review: the real world’s a stage

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MaryAnn’s quick take…

No one has done a musical like this before, keeping an uneasy beat to craft a dark replica of scared community spirit in the wake of a shocking crime.tweet
I’m “biast” (pro): nothing
I’m “biast” (con): nothing
(what is this about? see my critic’s minifesto)

When I hear that something deadly serious has been turned into a stage musical, the first thing that springs to mind is Elephant! the all-singing, all-dancing Broadway show based on the life of “Elephant Man” Joseph Merrick, within the comedy film The Tall Guy. Or, of course, Springtime for Hitler.

So when I heard that London Road, a film adaptation of a National Theatre musical production, is about a 2006 serial-murder case, my first reaction was: Hell no. The potential for getting this wrong is enormous: the probability of tonal imbalance between hammy dramatics and horrible crime is almost 100 percent.

But London Road isn’t that sort of musical. This is not Andrew Lloyd Webber. It’s not like any sort of musical I’ve ever seen before — no one has. It’s the first verbatim musical, a twist on the documentary format of verbatim theatertweet, in which transcripts of interviews or other factual documents (such as courtroom transcripts) are performed onstage by actors in order to present the truths of the real people and the real events they are portraying. (Plays such as The Laramie Project and My Name Is Rachel Corrie are examples of verbatim theater.) For London Road, which first appeared onstage in London in 2011, writer Alecky Blythe crafted lyrics (for composer Alan Cork) from the actual words of the people living on the titular street in the town of Ipswich, England, as they react to the news that five prostitutes who had been working in their neighborhood had been murdered, and later that one of the street’s own residents has been arrested for the crime.

The story here isn’t about the murders; they’ve already happened as the play and now the movie opens. It’s not about the victims or the killer… so this isn’t something that is going to grant him any fame or infamy (which is always a concern with a film about contemporary real-life crime). We never even see him, and his motives and modus operandi are not brought up at all; he is not a character. London Road is, as the title hints, all about the community surrounding the murders, and how it reacts to horror and tragedy literally on its doorstep.

And this is where the genius of London Road is to be found, in underscoring how, because events like these killings are not too far out of the ordinary, the way that we react as a society is so predictable that it could be scripted. How our public institutions — the media, the police — react follows a playbook. There isn’t quite dancing here… but director Rufus Norris choreographs a band of police officers spreading crime-scene tape around a quiet city street in a dancelike way: there is ritual preparedness and deliberateness in their actions, as of course there would be in such police activity. The Greek chorus of TV news reports isn’t quite singing, but there’s a familiar rhythm in the same stock phrases we hear all the time, somehow simultaneously reassuring and terrible.

No one belts out Broadway-style showstoppers, which is the sort of thing I was worried would happen. Instead, the cast — including the entire ensemble from the stage production with a few big names brought in for the movie — speak the words of real people, with all the um’s and ah’s and hesitations of their actual recorded speech, in time to music that is just a little bit discordant, keeping an uneasy beat that is a darkly thrilling replica of scared community spirittweet. London Road resident Julie (the always marvelous Olivia Colman: Cuban Fury, Locke) is disgusted by the prostitutes, finds it hard to sympathize with them, expresses concern for her teenage daughter being exposed to that sort of thing. Two schoolgirls (Eloise Laurence, who was so astonishing in Norris’s first film, 2012’s wonderful girl’s coming-of-age story Broken; and Meg Suddaby), wend their way around town, into cafes and onto buses, marveling and worrying about how there’s a killer among them. (Their song, “It Could Be Him,” might be the best one, capturing adolescent anxiety in all its skittish giggling.) A taxi driver (Tom Hardy: Mad Max: Fury Road, Child 44; but don’t get too excited, he’s in only two scenes) engages in the usual sort of taxi-driver chatter with a passenger, offering his own profile of the likely killer based on his extensive reading in criminal psychology… and then hastening to add, because he realizes what he sounds like, that he’s definitely not the killer. One ensemble number, “Everyone Is Very Very Nervous,” is a grimly beautiful study of the unplanned but inevitable coordination that arises when absolutely everybody in town is worried about the same thing, is thinking and talking about the same thing, is changing their daily routines because of the same thing.

Perhaps there has never been a more striking example of the notion that all the world’s a stage…

Perhaps there has never been a more striking example of the notion that all the world’s a stage, and we’re all playing our parts, than London Road, by making us look anew at familiar scenes — angry citizens outside a police station; neighbors coming together after something bad happens — as scenes, as sequences we’re almost programmed to perform. Why that might be is open to interpretation: perhaps it means we’re all more alike than different, united in basic goodness and revulsion of wrongdoing; perhaps it means we don’t think too deeply about much of anything we do or say but instead instinctively act in tandem with our fellows.

This is what the best film (and theater) does: It asks us to question fundamentals of ourselves and our culture and our universe that we have perhaps taken for granted. That’s rarely an easy or comfortable thing, so London Road is not an easy or comfortable film. But it is a hugely provocative and rewarding one.

See also my #WhereAreTheWomen rating of London Road for its representation of girls and women.

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Fri, Jun 12, 2015 8:28pm

This looks interesting. No US release listed on iMDB, though. Pity.

MaryAnn Johanson
reply to  LaSargenta
Fri, Jun 12, 2015 8:49pm

I would be surprised if it got a US release. If it does, it’ll be *very* tiny. But that would definitely include NYC! So maybe you’ll get a chance to see it…

MaryAnn Johanson
reply to  LaSargenta
Fri, Aug 26, 2016 7:06pm

In case you’re still following this thread, the film now has a US release date of September 9, 2016, when it will open in NYC. Opens in Los Angeles on the 16th.

Fri, Jun 12, 2015 10:19pm

“hen I hear that something deadly serious has been turned into a stage musical, the first thing that springs to mind is Elephant! the all-singing, all-dancing Broadway show based on the life of “Elephant Man” Joseph Merrick, within the comedy film The Tall Guy. Or, of course, Springtime for Hitler.”

Or perhaps a violent revolt in Paris where dozens of teenagers die?

MaryAnn Johanson
reply to  Jurgan
Sat, Jun 13, 2015 10:32am

It *can* work. But it doesn’t always.

David C-D
David C-D
reply to  Jurgan
Sat, Jun 13, 2015 6:50pm

After some googling I guess this is a Les Mis reference? I feel uneducated now :(

reply to  David C-D
Sat, Jun 13, 2015 7:39pm

Don’t feel bad- you learned something today!

MaryAnn Johanson
reply to  David C-D
Sun, Jun 14, 2015 7:50pm


And Les Mis is more of an opera than a musical. It’s not *Elephant!*-esque in any way either.

Sat, Jun 13, 2015 3:00pm

Damn! This is like Glenn Erickson at “DVDSavant” reviewing some movie out on Blu-Ray and making me lust to see it only to notice that it’s Region-B encoded only!

MaryAnn Johanson
reply to  Beowulf
Sun, Jun 14, 2015 7:48pm

If you’re in the US and are a serious film fan, you need to get a region-free player and order stuff from And then you’ll be able to see this eventually.

Sun, Jun 14, 2015 6:05pm

I saw extracts from the musical performed by a class at my university in January, and was keen to see the film! I too felt uncomfortable about this – not because I thought it’d be all singing and dancing and cheesy, but because it was left vague to us about how involved the community was in what was done with their words. I still can’t express it but it made me feel very odd about it all.
I did think though that the film was pretty respectful, and very very good too!
My only problem was that by changing the order from the musical, although it made more chronological sense, sometimes things were mentioned that hadn’t happened yet – particularly with regards to how many murders had occurred, but this was small, or maybe I was confused, and I think as a film it makes it easier to understand than the order of the play.
The music is masterful too, with that amount of layering of different voices and parts at different times. Very very clever! We got put in a couple of sessions with that group to learn the ‘The Verdict’ and oh my gosh it was complicated haha.

Sat, Sep 10, 2016 10:25pm

Is this like Springtime for Hitler? i’m curious what you think of Sully which I refuse to see until it gets your stamp of approval. Very sensitive subject as well.

MaryAnn Johanson
reply to  Kellyfergison
Mon, Sep 12, 2016 11:22am

Is this like Springtime for Hitler?

What? No.

i’m curious what you think of Sully which I refuse to see until it gets your stamp of approval.

Well, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait quite a while. It doesn’t open in the UK until December.