Katy Perry Brought Hollywood To London

Katy Perry brought Hollywood to London, launching her O2 run with a show that shimmered, sparkled, and sometimes stumbled under its own spectacle. It was good—often great—but never quite amazing. Still, Perry’s pop theatre remains big-hearted and technicoloured as ever.

The production was predictably lavish, featuring massive screens, cartoonish set pieces, and an AI-driven storyline that promised to be futuristic but mostly fell short of expectations. The concept felt a little forced — an unnecessary layer on top of what Perry already does best. Luckily, she’s smart enough to know her greatest hits are the real draw. When the night leaned into nostalgia — Teenage Dream, California Girls, Hot N Cold — the energy shot through the roof. These were the moments that reminded you how deeply those songs are wired into pop culture’s DNA.

What gave the show real charm, though, were the moments in between the choreography. Perry was funny, loose, and genuinely engaging — pulling fans on stage, teasing them, sharing stories. In those unscripted exchanges, the pop star veneer cracked just enough to let the warmth through, and the arena felt smaller for it.

By the end, it was less a flawless reinvention and more a reminder of why people fell for her in the first place. A good night, packed with heart and glitter — proof that even when the AI storyline misfires, Katy Perry still knows how to make London feel like the centre of her candy-coloured world.