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Going over children’s heads
DAVID NICHOLSON is disappointed by a show that fails to engage its target audience
Mari Fflur as the Wolf and Grace O’Brien in the title role
[Mark Douet]
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Little Red Riding Hood
Sherman Theatre, Cardiff
PUTTING on a Christmas production for 3-6-year-olds is a tough proposition especially when the story is iconic. But Cardiff’s Sherman Theatre has attempted it with director Alice Eklund’s Little Red Riding Hood production.
What is slightly hair-raising for the adults attending is leaving the little ones on mats set out on the floor with the grown-ups sitting behind them on chairs.
It works brilliantly with older children but as anybody who has tried to look after toddlers knows unless the performances are absolutely enthralling a certain amount of chasing around after bored children will ensue.
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