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The Snow Queen, Park Theatre London
Dazzling production of classic children's story the perfect seasonal treat
PIC CAP ON A JOURNEY: The Snow Queen cast Pic: Dan Tsantilis
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A uncomfortably misogynistic authorial voice that sometimes seems to lack insight troubles FIONA O’CONNOR
NORTH LONDON’S small but elegant Park Theatre seems an unlikely venue to carry such a visually spectacular show as this adaptation of Hans Christian Andersen’s The Snow Queen.
But director Abigail Anderson manages to pull off another successful Christmas show to add to the theatre’s impressive list.
Charles Way’s version brings life to Andersen’s classic about a young girl’s battle to save her best friend from the evil Snow Queen and the world from eternal winter, with plenty of original and punchy songs — far more understated than the usual brash Christmas musicals or pantomimes — maintaining momentum.
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