Dial “M” for Melodrama
It felt somewhat ironic to be reviewing Tom Stoppard’s “The Real Inspector Hound,” at Royal Holloway for it is a comedy that focuses upon, and mocks two upper-class, guffawing critics of whom actually end up participating within the show they are reviewing. Luckily and thankfully, I remained within the audience for its entirety. Irony aside, the play was shown in Jane Holloway Hall from 29th until the 31st October and was very well-received by its audience, who could be heard laughing and sniggering throughout the production.
The show was good fun: it was light-hearted entertainment that used the genre of murder mystery within its parodied borders. The show acknowledged itself as a play with metatheatrical elements: it constituted a play within a play. This tool, with the potential to c...