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Saturday, 12 December 2015

Othello - Bridewell Theatre

Tower Theatre company's image
This was my first experience of Othello in any form. I'd never even read it before. Not good for an ex-English student, I know. The Tower Theatre Company's compelling production proved an excellent introduction to the play.

The transformation of Othello (Ray Johnson) from sympathetic, loving bridegroom (albeit not without problems: prejudice and the disapproval of his father-in-law) to desperate, vengeful maniac was plausible and disquieting. The plausibility of his descent into jealousy was aided by Martin Maynard's believable performance as the manipulative Iago. Iago was played in a subtle, understated way, certainly not as a stereotypical villain. He came across an an 'ordinary bloke' who happened to be a sociopath. Which is how most male sociopaths probably come across, hence why it is difficult to identify them.

Amy Wackett was sympathetic as the innocent Desdemona and I really enjoyed Emily Carmichael's performance as the put-upon Emilia, wife of Iago. The development of Emilia's relationships with Iago and Desdemona were interesting to watch. It was a relief when Emilia defended Desdemona.

This was a very physical production with kisses, extended fights, bum slaps, stabbing, (spoiler alert) smothering, strangling...It was all performed to an impressive standard. Incidentally, Othello's physical manifestations of torment were uncomfortably reminiscent of my mental state towards the end of my last job but one.

Every part was well-played; one felt that even the unnamed characters had definite personalities and stories. I enjoyed the relationship between the messenger (Mai Le Dinh) and soldier (Ken Thomson) - was it a burgeoning romance? I also liked the serious, slightly pompous military attache (Nicolas Holzapfel).

The set was minimal, with three 'levels' and a basic 'house' with doors facing the audience on the second level. It had a metallic, forbidding feel to it, which suited the atmosphere of foreboding. The costumes worked well; while it was a 'modern dress' production they weren't strongly tied to any particular era and were different enough from contemporary fashions to allow one to easily imagine the action taking place in an alternative universe*. The costume colours tended to be dark and muted and were very well co-ordinated, particularly in the women's outfits. I loved Desdemona's purple get-ups. Even the shoes matched!

The use of mobile phones and iPads was innovative and amusing. A ringtone is heard. 'What trumpet is that?' Iago checks his mobile. It was all done in a suitably subtle way; there was no shoehorning of modern accoutrements or references.

My only 'criticism', if you can call it that, is that I would've liked to have seen more evidence of the fact that this was taking place in hot climes. I think more suggestion of the heat would have added to the atmosphere of tension.

*With the slight exception of the John-Travolta-in-Saturday-Night-Fever outfit that appeared in the second half.

Next: Not sure. I know I said I was expecting a Pride & Prejudice review...well, I'm not sure whether that's ever coming. Sometimes, like many of the characters in Othello, you just can't have what you want or expect.

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

Travesties - Bridewell Theatre

Me watching Travesties
'Travesties! When the feeling's gone and you can't go on, it's Travesties! When the morning cries and you don't know why...' The last Tom Stoppard play I saw was Arcadia, about fifteen years ago, which I didn't enjoy on the grounds of it being pretentious and difficult to follow. I was concerned I would have a similar reaction to Travesties when I read the blurb on its advertising leaflet: 'With all the pithy wit of Joyce and the literary virtuosity of Wilde, the political rigour of Dada and the absurdity of Lenin - Travesties is a whirlwind tour through politics, art and really great trousers. While the Great War rages across Europe, Zurich in 1917 is a battlefield of ideas and ideals. [...]' 

Anything that has the words 'Joyce', 'literary virtuosity', 'Dada' and 'battlefield of ideas and ideals' in its description has GOT to be pretentious, right?

Well, not necessarily, but this play certainly was.

I liked its basic concept: elderly man called Henry Carr (performed here by a Bruce Forsyth lookalike) reminisces about his younger days when he lived in Zurich, and the influential people he met. As he reminisces we see his reminiscences played out. However, his memories are faulty and sometimes confused, and there are times when the same basic memory is played out more than once but in slightly different ways. An interesting concept. The people with whom Carr interacts are James Joyce, Tristan Tzara (a founder of Dadaism) and Lenin. Carr played the part of Algernon in The Importance of Being Earnest while in Zurich and his memories are closely intertwined with this play.

The thing that annoyed me about Travesties - and Arcadia, too, as far as I remember - is that one's enjoyment of it depended almost entirely on whether one understood its myriad of social, political and literary references. In this case you had to have a reasonably intimate knowledge of The Importance of Being Earnest in order to understand half the script. Fortunately I happened to have seen TIoBE and listened to a radio adaptation of it recently [smug look] so I think I scraped a pass on that score. However, in order to wring the most enjoyment out of this play you would also have to have a good knowledge of Joyce, Ulysses, Dadaism, contemporary Russian politics...and probably a load of other things that I'm too goshdarned pig ignorant to even be aware of. Confession: I'd never heard of Tzara before seeing this play and it wasn't until the second half that I realised he was based on a real person, like Joyce and Lenin (yes, I had heard of them [wipes brow]).

There were some parts that I found amusing, such as Carr's love of clothes even while fighting in WW1, but didn't find anything laugh-out-loud funny.

My dislike of the play aside, Travesties was performed admirably by the Tower Theatre Company, a well-known amateur group. It wasn't an easy play to perform, requiring a good sense of rhythm, especially in the poetry scenes. Now I have a better knowledge of some of the characters I'm impressed by how well the actors copied their appearances. The costumes were great, hairstyles impressive. The set was excellent. It was good to see consecutive sets containing divans!

Next: I don't know. Nothing by Tom Stoppard, though. For another fifteen years.