OUR LADIES OF PERPETUAL SUCCOUR National Theatre

For many readers stories about schoolgirls will bring back happy memories of Enid Blyton, Angela Brazil, Muriel Spark’s The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie and perhaps, Mary O’Malley’s Once A Catholic. When I think of schoolgirls, I think of Ronald Searle’s St Trinian’s, not the films, but the actual spiky, anarchic cartoons.

Our Ladies of Perpetual Succour is Lee Hall’s adapation of Scottish novelist Alan Warner’s awarding-winning 1998 novel, The Sopranos, a celebration of 17-year-old choirgirls behaving extremely badly. Hall admits that his play is more like a gig than a play. Dialogue, production and acting all have a raw energy and relentless vulgarity.

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