Single White Female

Reviewed by Matt Forrest

Opening Night verdict ⭐⭐⭐⭐

The 1990s was a decade of cultural phenomena—Britpop, Grunge, and “Girl Power.” It also saw Hollywood churning out a wave of erotic psychological thrillers; while many were straight-to-video fare, a select few cracked the mainstream to become cult classics. Chief among them was the 1992 film Single White Female, boasting standout performances from Bridget Fonda and Jennifer Jason Leigh, some notoriously “cringy” dialogue, and a stiletto-based scene that still makes audiences wince over 30 years later.

In 2026, we have a bold stage adaptation currently on a nationwide tour. Written by Rebecca Reid, this reimagining sharpens the story for the digital age, seamlessly weaving social media into the plot and introducing several narrative shifts that work superbly well. Crucially, much like the original film, the production boasts two powerhouse central performances: Kym Marsh and Lisa Faulkner who more than deliver.

Relocated to modern Britain, the story finds single mum Allie (Lisa Faulkner) and her teenage daughter Bella (Amy Snudden) in a crumbling city-centre apartment. While the move places Allie closer to her tech-partner and best friend Graham (Andro), the building has a few structural/maintenance issues and Bella is struggling to adapt to a new school.

Financial pressure peaks when Allie’s ex-husband, Sam (Jonny McGarrity), announces he is halving his child support payments, forcing Allie to advertise for a lodger. Enter Hedy (Kym Marsh), a roommate who initially seems too good to be true: she’s helpful, supportive, and remarkably patient with Bella’s adolescent outbursts. However, the atmosphere quickly sours as Hedy’s “meddling” turns into a dark obsession, systematically targeting Allie and those she loves most.

Kym Marsh is in fine form as the unhinged Hedy; in a role that could easily stray into melodrama, her restraint makes the performance feel chillingly cold and terrifying. Lisa Faulkner is equally impressive as the good-natured Allie; her frustrations are deeply relatable, ensuring the audience roots for her long before things turn ugly.

Andro provides excellent value as Graham, injecting much-needed levity, while Jonny McGarrity is suitably slimy as the arrogant Sam, a character who surprisingly garners more sympathy as the narrative unfolds. Meanwhile, Amy Snudden does a fine job of making the troubled Bella both sympathetic and relatable.

Rebecca Reid’s adaptation makes bold, successful narrative choices. Integrating social media, cyberbullying, and grooming gives the production a contemporary feel, further grounded by topical references to Vinted and Mounjaro. Reid’s significant departures from the original script keep the audience on their toes, while well-placed moments of pitch-black comedy provide a welcome relief to the anxiety.

The tension is ratcheted up by Morgan Large’s set design, which, paired with Max Pappenheim’s unsettling soundscape, creates a palpable sense of claustrophobia within the single-apartment setting.

This is a fresh, entertaining night at the theatre with more than enough surprises to remain engaging throughout. It is certainly one of the strongest screen-to-stage adaptations of recent years. One word of advice: leave the stilettos at home and opt for flats—it’s just a bit safer for all involved.

Single White Female is at the Opera House Manchester till 14th February, tickets are available here.

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

Reviewed by Matt Forrest

Opening Night verdict ⭐⭐⭐⭐

Formula One, a sport I have zero interest in, apparently kicks off its new season this coming weekend, and whilst I certainly won’t be watching there is however one former Grand Prix winner’s arrival into Manchester that I have been most looking forward to: I am of course referring to Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

The Ian Flemming penned family favourite is back on the road bringing with it a ton of magic, some big musical numbers and a whole lot of fun for all the family.

Set in 1919 we find the rather eccentric widowed father, Caractacus Potts trying to forage enough money to save a bent and broken race car from the scrap heap. The car has become the beloved plaything of his two children Jeremy and Jemima. In order to raise the funds must put his brilliant(ish) inventor mind to work, and come up with an invention that will not just change the world, but also the Potts, bank balance as well. Caractacus reluctantly accepts the help of Truly Scrumptious, the daughter of a local sweet and confectionery maker in order to get an appointment with her father. Whilst the meeting doesn’t go according to plan, it soon becomes clear that there is a spark between the pair.

It’s not just money troubles however blighting the Potts family. They find themselves in great danger from the evil Baron and Baroness Bombast of Vulgaria who also have designs on the famed race car: dispatching a couple of dodgy spies, the power of the Vulgarian navy, and the truly terrifying Childcatcher. The Vulgarians will stop at nothing to achieve their goal, even going as far, as kidnapping Grandpa Potts. However, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang has more than few surprises under her bonnet to help Caractacus and company save the day.

From start to finish, what an absolute joy this production is. There are some fine performances throughout: Former Strictly winner Ore Oduba, channels his inner showman, bringing a touch of sparkle as the eccentric Caractacus Potts. As you might expect he has some slick dance moves, but he had a tremendous voice to match, perfectly showcased in the spectacular number Me Ol’ Bamboo.

Liam Fox brings plenty of warmth and humour, as the caring old soldier, Grandpa Potts. Whilst Ellie Nunn puts in a feisty turn as Truly Scrumptious, it’s pleasing to see the character has been updated from the film, to be more spirited. Nunn has a stunning voice, and her vocals on the touching Lovely, Lonely Man are beautiful.

Every good story needs a good villain, and thankfully Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, has one of the most terrifying: The Childcatcher, played here with sleek brilliance by Charlie Brooks. Brooks does villainous so well, stalking the stage like a cat ready to pounce on her prey as she tries to weed-out the children. She gets to deliver some truly iconic and chilling dialogue, which she does so menacingly  well.

What director Thom Southerland has done such an excellent job of is enhancing the humour and ridiculousness of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. He weapons for this are four solid comedic performances from  Adam Stafford and Michael Joseph as the inept spies Boris and Goran, bringing a whole load of silliness in the first half of the show. Later it’s the turn of Martin Callaghan and Jenny Gayner as the Baron and Baroness to ratchet the fun up to 11. All four inject a great deal of absurdity and fun to proceedings. 

Of course, the star of the show is the car itself, which looks immaculate, her arrival along with the beloved Chitty Chitty Bang Bang song drew lots of spontaneous clapping and singing from the audience. Morgan Large has done a great job bringing the car to life, as well as other fun little props and touches that litter the production. Some of the set transitions I do feel could be slicker and at times can be distracting but this is a minor quibble for over all a production that sparkles

There is something for everyone here, bold musical ensemble numbers like the aforementioned Me Ol’ Bamboo and Toot Sweets, superbly choreographed, whilst the slower Hushabye Mountain and Doll on a Music Box work effectively well.

The evening comes to an end with a touching speech from Liam Fox, paying tribute to friend/co-star, James Lee Williams: The Vivienne, which is a classy touch and highlights the love and warmth of what this production is all about.

This is an always entertaining retelling of a classic, and one that children of all ages will enjoy. I’m pleased to say this old car has passed its MOT with flying colours.

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang is at the Palace until 16th March tickets available here.