Stoatin’ performances and a smokin’ live band make Our Ladies of Perpetual Succour a high-energy kick – thrilling for the first 60 minutes but losing impact over the concluding 40. A convent-school choir travels from Oban to a competition in Edinburgh (the title of Alan Warner’s novel, here adapted for stage by Lee Hall, is The Sopranos). Let loose from nun control for the day, the cartoon-bright teenage girls eagerly explore the widened scope the capital offers for shopping, seeking, scoffing fast food and necking alcohol. In spite of strong direction from Vicky Featherstone, their return to Oban feels like an overlong winding down (as also in the novel). National Theatre of Scotland and Live Theatre have assembled a fantastic collection of actors and musicians – here’s hoping they can be reunited on something with more depth and bite.
• At the Traverse theatre, Edinburgh, until 30 August
