Acrobats, throat singing and Shakespeare: welcome to the Mongol Khan, London's wildest new theatre production
On the dusty, well-trodden floorboards of Mongolia’s biggest theatre, magic is brewing. Among the props and exposed wires of the Soviet-era building, fantastically dressed actors mill around, waiting their turn to come on.
A woman adorned in strips of glittering fabric and crowned with fox ears smiles obligingly for the camera off stage; nearby hang racks of gorgeous costumes all to be used in the show. The air is thick with anticipation.
I have been flown out to watch the Mongol Khan, which arrives at the London Coliseum from the steppes of Mongolia for its two-week run on November 18, and the experience - from watching the performers warm up to the show itself - is intoxicating.
Acrobats bend
