THEATRE

The Day the Pope Emptied Croy, Oran Mor, Glasgow

Mary Brennan

THREE STARS

June 1982 - and all the faithful of Croy are in Bellahouston Park to see Pope John Paul II. Well - almost all. Two teenage lads are in the local chapel, committing a venial sin: stealing the holy chalice. This act of sacrilege doesn't fizz on middle-class Ranald (Nathan Byrne) - not because he's a Protestant, but because he's declared himself an atheist-anarchist-punk. His defiantly spiky pink tuft of hair proves he's a rebel, right? It doesn't fizz on his wee Catholic sidekick, Bar, either. Bar (Keiran Gallagher) is off his head on glue but he's here with Ranald because (sssshh!) Bar's love for Ranald is the sort that dare not say its name out loud in chapel, or in his uber-macho working-class family, or indeed to the innately prissy Ranald.

Martin McCormick's play is rolling along, merry with banter about religion, family, the highs and lows of glue-sniffing when - Christ! or rather Chris (Sean Purden Brown), is discovered by the would-be thieves, and he isn't a glue-induced hallucination. The writing subsequently loses its comedic buoyancy and feels more like a work-in-progress, as McCormick shifts the emphasis from religious bigotry to violent homophobia. Gallagher's Bar softens and edges into confessional mode, in response to Chris's bruised and bloody experiences, but we already suspect who worked Chris over. When, in a fit of scared self-preservation, Bar turns Judas, it's really an attempt by McCormick to draw serious parallels between the acts of persecution society condones in the name of moral outrage.There's never going to be enough glue to let Bar escape from this reality, or his own nature - or a family who saw the Pope, but don't believe in redemption for homosexuals.

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