The Night of the Werewolves Live overview – Traitors-esque immersive theatre is a variety of bawdy enjoyable | Stage

‘But is it theatre?” you might keep asking as you experience the latest offering from Silent Uproar. It’s theatrical; there’s a set and lighting design. There’s an atmospheric sound design by Eddi Pickard and a singular central efficiency. There’s a script and a director.

The query arises from the shape: The Night of the Werewolves entails the viewers taking part in a model of the sport Mafia (or no matter you name the sport on which the BBC’s The Traitors relies). The efficiency begins with Alex Mitchell welcoming us, setting parameters and speaking lots about consent; the sport is rated 18+ and we’re inspired to be as smutty as our imaginations permit. We’re every given a card with a personality who lived in a village close by. Among others there’s an innkeeper, butcher, a chandler and the brothel proprietor and we’re requested to call them. I used to be Chanandler Bong (candlestick maker).

Mitchell turns into The Professor and the sport begins. The conceit is we’re novice historians who’ve employed The Professor to inform us the story of a number of bloody nights within the village 400 years in the past. We then identify the village by suggesting a bodily fluid and a verb, therefore the occasions occurring in Pissbubbleton, via which the river Doggy (we’re requested to counsel a sexual place) flows.

Mitchell is an interesting, charismatic narrator, encouraging the correct quantity of smut and silliness, channelling Richard O’Brien at his naughtiest – they even borrow a joke in regards to the lingering of the phrase antici-pation. They lead us, the villagers, a few witches and 4 werewolves via the course of the night with assurance, guiding and narrating in simply the fitting quantities.

It’s excessive camp and by the top you may be satisfied that that is immersive theatre and that it’s a variety of enjoyable. There’s a postscript in regards to the hazard of mob rule, lending the night some heft.

You’ll even be surprisingly emotionally engaged: I’m nonetheless outraged that as a witch and protector of the village, I used to be one of many first voted to be thrown on the pyre.