How To Kill Your Landlord theatre review: A scrappy charisma
A wellspring of enthusiasm fails to liven up a tonally skewwhiff story

For the sake of liability, we’d like to make it clear that despite the title, this is not the dream of everyone who has ever rented in Edinburgh. But it is cathartic. There’s no shortage of enthusiasm in How To Kill Your Landlord, Meade Conway’s darkly comic farce playing at Bedlam Theatre following a Camden Fringe run. The show barrels through its premise (a trio of mismatched flatmates plotting to murder their slummy landlord) with the energy of long-departed BBC Three sitcoms. It’s a smart concept, and the writing has flashes of genuine wit, but the execution doesn’t match that ambition.
With a cast fit for its mid-2000s vibe: there’s the bombastic Robbie Fletcher-Hill as the frazzled Burke, and a talented Frankie Weatherby as influencer-in-waiting Harriet. They’re joined by Elijah Khan as crypto-bro Joq, and John Gregor as the detestable landlord. But there’s an imbalance in delivery and the tone veers into over-performance. Characters often mug unnecessarily, and its direction lacks the tightness needed to hone focus and sharpen comic beats. Still, there’s charm with the ramshackle set (gaffer-taped windows, peeling wallpaper and curtain-doors) that adds authenticity to the slum-flat setting. This is a production that thrives on scrappy charisma but sadly loses its way.
How To Kill Your Landlord, Bedlam Theatre, until 25 August, 5pm.