REVIEW: Harold and Maude, Charing Cross Theatre ✭✭✭✭✭
Harold and Maude could well turn out to be the sleeper hit of the year. Seriously, if you don’t come out of the theatre determined to live, L-I-V-E, you haven’t been paying attention.
Harold and Maude could well turn out to be the sleeper hit of the year. Seriously, if you don’t come out of the theatre determined to live, L-I-V-E, you haven’t been paying attention.
Felicity Kendal is a triumph as the effervescent, self-indulgent diva that is Judith. Her throaty, raspy tones; the endless lighting and stubbing out of cigarettes; the casual, but persistent, flick of tousled curls; the innocent eyes and the naughty remark and the naughty remark and the innocent eyes; the devilment, the wild abandon, the sneaky confidence, the haughty indifference. Every aspect of the performance is beautifully judged by Kendal.