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Underbelly Cowgate, Edinburgh Despite a solid solo performance from McLean Peterson, there’s little funny about the president’s refusal to act on gun control Is Trump not yet beyond satire? This limp comedy about the president’s refusal to act on gun control is told from the perspective of his daughter. Despite a perfectly solid solo performance, there’s little funny here. The putrid new wave of shootings only serves to highlight the play’s inability to carve any real wit around the issue. It is not McLean Peterson’s fault. Under Rachel Dart’s precise direction, she is sharp as Ivanka, fluent at the flicks between icy glares – seeming like she might strip the skin off your face if she thought it would improve her complexion – and succulent smiles. Immaculately dressed in a cape dress, she waits for “daddy” to come out of a meeting in the Oval Office. Playing with a strand of hair, her words are doused in the arrogance imbued by being Trump’s favourite. She is largely constrained but her patience wains, and she occasionally unzips her skinsuit to let out some anger or lust. “I even like that he’d fuck me if he could,” she says about her father in a huff. Pause. Dismissive hand wave. “He couldn’t.” Charles Gershman’s script dips tentatively into the struggle between Ivanka’s role as daughter and adviser, and when she sees a news bulletin about children separated at the border, she attempts mediation. “Maybe we should care about this one,” she says sweetly. He says no – he needs the vote – and placates her with money and attention. Continue reading…
