The show was certainly hard to fault; the fifty production students and fourteen acting students having created a chic and well-oiled production of professional standard.

La Soirée is packed with acts designed to thrill, tease and titillate, all while maintaining a classiness and self deprecating humour that is just enough to keep the audience connected to reality.

Happy Ending was enjoyable on a shallow level. The cringe-worthy moments however became almost too much to bear.
Imagine the love-child of a menage a trois between, mmm, I don't know, maybe Sondheim, Midler & Minchin. You're getting close to the unpredictable versatility and prodigy of Collis' songwriting. She's a fine and powerful singer; she has comic sensibility that even transcends opening night nerves and can seamlessly shift from ridicule to rending of the heart. To top it all off, she's her very own musical director, banging a box with the kind of underlying finesse that suggests intensive formal training.


The whole stage buzzed as the theatrics came thick and fast, leaving a feeling of excitement and revelry for hours after.

Leaping their way through the brilliant score, the Tchaikovsky soloists are glorious examples of Russia's finest artists.

Their performance will render you speechless, breathless and hold you captivated for the full 80 minutes, as you witness this deeply poignant and picturesque repertoire of astonishing moving human sculpture.