“If you like the Ian McKellen reading of ‘The Odyssey’ you will love Jo Kelen’s telling of ‘The Illiad’.”

Editorial Rating: 5 Stars (Outstanding)

“Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.”

To be honest, I had never expected to encounter the muse herself but here she is persona personalmente. Memory’s daughter is a dark-eyed classicist with a grip on her material tighter than how a Cyclops holds his dinner. We enter to discover nothing more complicated than a camping stool and a table, the latter dressed in red with three candles as well as jugs for water and wine. This is as close as many of us will get to the authentic experience of having a storyteller rock up to our mead hall, take the best seat by the fire, and sing a story for their supper.

And what a story we have tonight. The hugely ambiguous amorality tale of when the barbarians were at the gates. Women plundered like cattle. Men butchered like goats for the spit. The highest of high drama so familiar and yet… and this is the good bit… delivered so fresh. This is a story that lives in our cultural marrow, yet Jo Kelen tell it as fresh as the spring flowers which upsprang from the Earth on which Zeus and Hera were making the divinity with two backs. If you like the Ian McKellen reading of ‘The Odyssey’ you will love Jo Kelen’s telling of ‘The Illiad’. She is as poised and perfectly to the point as when Colin Firth beats up a pub full of yobos at the start of ‘The Kingsman’ franchise.

This is an EdFringe show and with only 45 minutes runtime so something had to be cut. Kelen has made the bold (and certainly definitely probably controversial) choice to leave out the gods – who have taken themselves off to lounge around in fruit baskets at the Paris Olympics. What is left is more. More of the bromance. More of the anger. More of the self-centeredness. More of the sacrifice. More of heroism and yes, more of the brutality and more of the suffering. This is an unapologetically bold and self-confident production which makes no effort to accommodate our Celtic predisposition towards swiftly flowing changes of rhythm and tone. This is the classics done classically and, if you are fortunate and sensible enough to secure a ticket, it will be recalled for time immemorial as a classic of EdFringe24.

Get your bronze armoured coats on and go see this!

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