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Review of Stones in His Pockets, by Mary Bevan
 

Stones in His PocketsMarie Jones’ ingenious play, written in 1996, and subsequently a major success in both the West End and Broadway, is brought to life again here at the Tower Theatre in this crisp and most enjoyable production.
We are transported to Kerry, Ireland by a simple but most effective set, where a Hollywood movie epic is being filmed, complete with glamorous stars, aspiring young producers and long in the tooth film makers. On the set are our two protagonists, the extras, Jake Quinn (played by Hugh O’Shea) and Charlie Conlon (Kevin Furness).

Stones in His PocketsAs Jake and Charlie get to know each other, becoming friends on the way, they tell the, often comic, story of the goings-on on the film set, together with a parallel and poignant tale of the tragic death of a young local boy whose life it seems has been turned upside down by the impact of the film industry domination of Ireland. While the film attempts to portray a country filled with an historically oppressed yet jocular people, it seems that this romantic image is somewhat tempered by the reality of the change in livelihood and lost hopes of those trying to find their way in it. There is a balance of sadness and humour, darkness and contentment.

Stones in His PocketsHugh O’Shea and Kevin Furness are both excellent. In fact the success of the whole play demands excellence and it is amply delivered. The two actors play a total of 14 characters. Highlights included O’Shea’s perky Aisling - the third Assistant Director - and Furness’ languid and entitled Clem Curtis - the Director himself.
By means of deft, energetic performances we were seemingly effortlessly entertained. It takes great skill to keep an audience wrapt. But this show delivered. It was a cold night but we left with warm hearts.

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Photography by Pau Ros