Tag Archives: Stephen Tompkinson

Drop The Dead Donkey: The Reawakening. Theatre Review. Playhouse Theatre, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Cast: Susannah Doyle, Robert Duncan, Ingrid Lacey, Neil Pearson, Jeff Rawle, Stephen Tompkinson, Victoria Wicks, Julia Hills, Kerana Jagpal, Claire Louise Amias, Adam Morris, Riya Rajeev.

They argue that you cannot recreate magic, that nothing is truly timeless, and in comedy that is especially true, the lighting that was captured does not stay in the bottle because attitudes to what makes people laugh alters so drastically that it the pressure inside the glass can do nothing but break, and all that remains is a puff, a glimmer of the electrifying pulse that once was seeping out into a world whose view has shifted and the approach of farce is pushed aside in favour of a new regime designed to no make people guffaw and snort wildly but be downcast and dull.

The Long Shadow. Television Drama Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision

Cast: David Morrissey, Lee Ingleby, Toby Jones, Liz White, Michael McElhatton, Jack Deam, Toby Jones, Chloe Harris, Steven Waddington, Jasmine Lee-Jones, Kris Hitchin, Stephen Tompkinson, Liam Garrigan, Christopher Hatherall, John Henshaw, Victoria Myers, Shaun Thomas, Charley Webb, James Clay, Emma Cunniffe, Adam Long, Kate Rutter, Dorothy Atkinson, Sorcha Groundsell, Jill Halfpenny, Marcus Fraser, Daniel Mays, Charlotte Tyree, Paul Brennen, Colin R. Campbell, Alexa Davies, Emma Williams, Nicola Stephenson, Robert James-Collier, Daisy Waterstone, Mark Stobbart, Sammy Winward, Katherine Kelly, Nigel Betts.

Eric, Ernie And Me. Television Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Cast: Stephen Tompkinson, Mark Bonnar, Neil Maskell, Rufus Jones, Liz White, Alex Macqueen, Adam James, Katherine Kingsley, Natasha Joseph, Susan Twist, Isobel Middleton, Lisa Jackson, Louis Emerick, Darren Bransford, John Culshaw, Rosalind Halstead.

Who makes a song a popular hit, is it the singer that captures the soaring notes and melancholy beauty or is it the writer who sits alone and stares at a blank piece of paper waiting for inspiration to come knocking, scribbling down a line, scrawling and scoring, the provider of the smash in waiting. It is the chicken and egg question, who makes who the success?