Oxford's high streets may have shed their romantic glow, but a new play is throwing a spotlight on the secrets and surprises that lie beneath the surface of this cosmopolitan city.
Karam Khan's absorbing Christmas drama takes place in 1999, as the millennium ticks down. The Woolworths staff party at Oxford's iconic shop is where we meet Zoya, a young Pakistani wife with a passion for the British institution, and Iqra, her radicalised colleague who can't quite let go of her politics student ambitions.
The arrival of Faiza, a mysterious holiday temp, sets off a chain reaction of revelations that challenge the friendship between these three women. With her enigmatic presence, Faiza seems to know more about them than she lets on - is she a management stooge or a spy for Zoya's in-laws? The air is thick with tension as the friends share secrets and surprises like toffees spilling out of a jar.
Khan's production sheds light on Oxford's real city, far removed from its usual literary pretensions. Here, the dreaming spires are alive with unglamorous work and a thriving British Asian community. As Zoya struggles to save for a return to Rawalpindi, Iqra grapples with the reality of life at Brasenose College.
Khan's handling of the supernatural elements is cleverly nuanced, weaving in spooky lighting, woozy yule tunes, and snowglobes that curiously lack snow. However, the second half of the play occasionally spins its wheels, caught up in circular conversations about what lies ahead for these women.
Ultimately, Khan raises more questions than answers - will dreams be fulfilled, friendship endure? Will Britain finally welcome its Muslim citizens? These aren't straightforward queries, but one thing is clear: Woolworths may not be going anywhere anytime soon.
Karam Khan's absorbing Christmas drama takes place in 1999, as the millennium ticks down. The Woolworths staff party at Oxford's iconic shop is where we meet Zoya, a young Pakistani wife with a passion for the British institution, and Iqra, her radicalised colleague who can't quite let go of her politics student ambitions.
The arrival of Faiza, a mysterious holiday temp, sets off a chain reaction of revelations that challenge the friendship between these three women. With her enigmatic presence, Faiza seems to know more about them than she lets on - is she a management stooge or a spy for Zoya's in-laws? The air is thick with tension as the friends share secrets and surprises like toffees spilling out of a jar.
Khan's production sheds light on Oxford's real city, far removed from its usual literary pretensions. Here, the dreaming spires are alive with unglamorous work and a thriving British Asian community. As Zoya struggles to save for a return to Rawalpindi, Iqra grapples with the reality of life at Brasenose College.
Khan's handling of the supernatural elements is cleverly nuanced, weaving in spooky lighting, woozy yule tunes, and snowglobes that curiously lack snow. However, the second half of the play occasionally spins its wheels, caught up in circular conversations about what lies ahead for these women.
Ultimately, Khan raises more questions than answers - will dreams be fulfilled, friendship endure? Will Britain finally welcome its Muslim citizens? These aren't straightforward queries, but one thing is clear: Woolworths may not be going anywhere anytime soon.