Review: The Ballad of Johnny and June at Festival Theatre

Rating: 4 out of 5.

I went into Festival Theatre’s The Ballad of Johnny and June with a fondness for country music, but little knowledge of the infamous love affair that shaped the genre. The musical opened with the band positioned behind a sliding wooden structure, immediately foregrounding the importance of music within the storytelling. As the set shifted, a multi-rolling cast gradually entered, each performer showcasing impressive musical talent through both vocals and instrumentation.

Ryan O’Donnell playing John Carter Cash, served as a sincere and engaging narrator, positioned at the front of the stage, separate from the action. By frequently breaking the fourth wall, he maintained a strong connection with the audience and provided cohesion to the episodic narrative that, particularly in the second half, dragged. 

Christopher Ryan Grant’s Johnny Cash was fundamentally unlikeable, his insincere smile and persistent, predatory eyebrow movements, emphasising Cash’s atavistic sexual impulses. His appearance further reinforced this image, with unchanging styled, glossy hair contributing to a constructed macho façade. However, this interpretation proved alienating; the audience was only offered glimpses of Johnny’s vulnerability towards the end of the performance, in the wake of June’s struggles and eventual passing. Johnny and June often treated the audience as their own audience, disrupting any intimate insights into the couple. Consequently, it became difficult to emotionally invest in the man that many audience members came to praise.

Instead, I found myself feeling far greater sympathy for his wife, Vivian, played by Anne-Marie Wojna, who emerged as one of the many casualties of Johnny’s behaviour. It might have been more effective to present Johnny as more charming and less egotistical in his early years, allowing for a clearer character arc and greater emotional depth. Nevertheless, there is merit in the production’s refusal to romanticise his flaws. By resisting the urge to glorify a deeply troubled figure, director McAnuff takes a commendable risk.

At times, however, this approach renders the character somewhat stagnant. Johnny’s likeability diminishes further, presenting him less as a complex figure and more of a “wannabe bad boy” rather than the wholesome household name that many expected.

This creative decision ultimately shifts focus onto the effervescent June Carter. Christina Bianco delivers a standout performance, perfectly capturing June’s vibrant, “pocket-rocket” personality. Indeed, it is the women who dominate this production: Vivian, June, and her sisters all leave a lasting impression. Their presence adds emotional depth and richness to the narrative. June’s songs are delivered well with a classic country drawl and a consistent use of a nasal voice, while the female ensemble’s a cappella harmonies provide a refreshing contrast: pitch perfect, powerful, and beautifully balanced.

Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed this production’s ensemble-driven approach to telling the intertwined, complex lives of Johnny and June, both on and off stage.

Production image by Pamela Raith