Twelfth Night HER Productions: Review

Manchester based HER Productions has been doing modish Shakespeare adaptations since 2017, and this is their ninth. Co directed by Kayleigh Hawkins and Stuart Crowther, the 2026 tour of Twelfth Night is a bold, day-glo, all female and non binary reimagining of Shakespeare’s enduring romantic comedy. It’s a considerable achievement, a show with the energy of a mad hen night. In fact, Twelfth Night is probably the most thrillingly enjoyable thing you’ll see all year.  

Shipwrecked and separated from her twin, Viola (a savvy performance from Hannah Ellis Ryan) washes ashore in Ilyria. Disguising herself as the suave Cesario, she enters the service of Count Orsino (Angela Heenan), who pines for the aloof Olivia (Jessica Mannion). But as Viola navigates tangled desires and mistaken identities, love blossoms in unexpected places.   

Hawkins and Crowther are clearly fans of Blackpool. Ilyria might be an island but here it’s one with its share of seaside tat, including vending carts selling oversized sunglasses, and cuddly toys. When Malvolio is imprisoned, it’s not in a dungeon but what appears to be an abandoned theme park. The boozy party atmosphere continues with the choice of music, mostly 90’s dance: Dee-Lite, Venga Boys, SNAP, N-Trance, and Alice Deejay (no Whigfield, sadly). The simple traffic light set up at the rear of the stage adds atmosphere during the musical numbers, expertly performed by Feste (Channique Sterling-Brown, who soap fans may recall as Dee Dee Bailey in Coronation Street). Hannah Bracegirdle’s inventive sound design adds another layer of detail, as does the work of movement director, Lisi Perry. Credit where its due, Act 2 opens with a choreographed, slow motion piece where the cast move through a series of stylized freezes, set to a Kelsey Lu cover of 10cc’s ‘I’m Not In Love.’ Genius.    

After Midsummer Night’s Dream, Twelfth Night is perhaps the bard’s most accessible work. Of course in Shakespeare’s day, all roles were played by men, so an all female cast is no big deal. Why do I even mention this? Those unfamiliar with the story might be confused by the fact some male characters – like Toby Belch – wear dresses. This is a minor quibble, hopefully one which doesn’t detract from the narrative arc. Belch (Beth Vyse) and Aguecheek (Kassie Jay Ellis) are a classic duo, a drunkard and a fop, who appear to care for nothing but their own pleasure. Carrying around her own Vodka optic, Vyse is hilarious, like an entertaining lush, convinced of her genius, and gamely stepping up to perform at a chaotic Wetherspoons’ talent night. These amusing grotesques threaten to hijack the production but are smartly counterbalanced by the calmer energies of Jessica Mannion, and especially Lucie Browne as Sebastian; the latter gives an effortlessly nuanced performance, one that hits every stress of the bard’s famed rhythmic language.

If there’s a flaw in Twelfth Night, it concerns the character of Malvolio, the Count’s steward, and whose only crime is being a pompous dullard. The prank letter sent by Belch, Aguecheek and Maria (Maya Dhokia) seems cruelly disproportionate. But Frankie Gold is so great in the role, we end up rooting for Malvolio rather than the plotters – particularly when she dons a ludicrous line dancing outfit as a love declaration to Olivia. Only a romantic fool would do such a thing, but as Duke Orsino says early on, uttering the play’s most famous line – ‘If music be the food of love, play on.’  Highly recommended.

Twelfth Night is at Hope Mill Theatre from 24 June to 5 July 2026 before touring to Rochdale Heywood Civic on 9 and 1 July and Lawrence Batley Theatre on 14 and 15 July. Age recommendation 14+