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Sunday 29 April 2018

The Moderate Soprano at the Duke of York's Theatre




There is a saying that behind every successful man is a woman and this is certainly the case regarding Captain John Christie.  An Eton schoolmaster of private means, he had distinguished himself in battle during World War I.  Marriage came to him relatively late in life, when he fell deeply in love with the much younger Audrey Mildmay.  The fact that she was a professional opera singer certainly would have added fuel to his passionate flame as Christie had always been obsessed with the music of Wagner. It didn’t matter that Mildmay’s voice had a gentle timbre so was rather unsuited to singing in large auditoriums, Christie had fallen for her hook, line and sinker.

Moderate in the singing stakes she may have been, but she was certainly no slouch when it came to helping her husband realise his dream of constructing a theatre from scratch.  It may have been his idea, but her practicality and ability to curb Christie’s stubbornness ensured that his dream became a reality.  Along with the invaluable help from three refugees from Nazi Germany, conductor Fritz Busch, ex actor Carl Ebert and administrator Rudolf Bing, in 1934 a world class opera house in the grounds of Glyndebourne, Christie’s country house in the Sussex Downs was born.  Christie brought these recommended men on board on realising that, despite his overflowing enthusiasm, a skill to blend drama and music into a whole experience was also required.  It wasn’t always a match made in heaven and Mildmay was also crucial in calming her husband when his entrenched ideas clashed with their professional expertise.

David Hare wrote the Moderate Soprano in 2015 and following its opening in Hampstead is now ensconced in the Duke of York’s Theatre in St Martin’s Lane.  The play opens in 1952 with Christie trying to console his dying wife by reminiscing about their early pre-war seasons at Glyndebourne and we’re immediately struck by his tenderness towards her. Flashback scenes then illuminate how he recruited the three emigres and subsequently tried but ultimately failed to bully them into always agreeing with him.  There is comedy to be had from these various conflicts, even though the information about the personal backgrounds of the trio is rather long winded.

This moving play is as much a love story as it is an exploration of the importance of great art and our reliance on foreigners to achieve it.  It is all credit to Director Jeremy Herrin and the cast, especially the superb Roger Allam as Christie and Nancy Carroll as his wife that we’re totally sucked into the life of this extraordinary couple.  Not only does Allam bring the buffoonery of Christie to sparkling life, but we’re also aware that, despite his gentle, loving nature towards Mildmay, within him is a core of steel.  Oh and of course, there aren’t many actors with as mesmerising a voice.  Nancy Carroll, too, is on sparkling form.

Bob Crowley’s beautiful design evokes an English summer’s evening in a bucolic setting, whilst Luke Hall’s video ensures we know that the setting can only be the gardens of Glyndebourne.  It made me think I should perhaps discover the delights of opera.

Thursday 26 April 2018

The Inheritance at The Young Vic








On the face of it, The Inheritance could be called the Angels of America for our time.  It’s written in two parts, Aids is part of the story and it centres around gay men.  But whilst, Angels in America is a flamboyant, and, at times overly camp portrayal of the Aids crisis in the US in the mid 80’s, The Inheritance is much more controlled.  Funny, fast paced and sparsely staged, it very cleverly discusses the ties that bind the gay community to its past.  Cleverly, because Matthew Lopez has weaved E.M. Forster’s novel, Howard’s End into his plot.  Lopez has always been entranced by Forster since being taken, aged 16 to see the movie Howards End.  Upon devouring the rest of the author’s novels, especially Maurice, he realised he shared a connection - Forster was also a gay man.  Initially meaning to write a straight forward adaptation of Forster’s book, Lopez soon realised that he was creating something new; a reflection of his own life and experiences. 

Nevertheless, the Howards End influence in The Inheritance is not difficult to determine, as a house is central to the plot and Forster himself (beautifully played by Paul Hilton) is part of the action.  Appearing as himself, he is the catalyst for the young men to open up and tell their stories, which they do with witty repartee.   Although all the characters are interesting and well rounded, the two main young men are Eric and his live-in boyfriend Toby.  They couldn’t be more different.  The terrific Kyle Soller’s Eric is a mild, sensitive lawyer, whereas the scene stealing Andrew Burnap as Toby, is an insensitive, self-obsessed and self-destructive playwright.  On finding fame with his autobiographical play, he dumps Eric and decamps with his rich leading man Adam (Samuel H Levine). And here we have yet another immaculate performance, not only when Levine is playing Adam but also in his role as rent boy Leo. 

Apart from Forster, there are two other older male characters.  One is Walter, once again played by Paul Hilton and the other, billionaire Henry Wilcox, an excellent John Benjamin Hickey.  Wilcox is essential to the plot, being the owner of the house in the country and Eric’s eventual ill-suited husband.

As is to be expected, Stephen Daldry directs with aplomb.  Our attention to the banter, debates and spell binding monologues between and by the men never wavers, helped in part by the continuous fast paced drive of the piece. The three-hour running time is never noticeable, as we’re treated to humour, real emotion and anticipation as to what will eventually happen to the main characters.  It is testimony to the skill of all taking part that the ending to both parts results in the majority of the audience shedding a tear or two.  Plus the appearance of Vanessa Redgrave (the single female character) towards the end of Part Two gives added poignancy.

I absolutely loved the play and, although the two parts stand alone, it is so much more rewarding to take the time to view both.  It will surely transfer to the West End.  And quite rightly so.


Wednesday 18 April 2018

Quiz at the Noel Coward Theatre









Which TV Quiz Show made a British Army Major famous, or, more correctly, infamous?  Which prolific young British, often political, playwright continually comes up with extremely successful plays?  The answer to both these questions lies in Quiz, now showing at The Noel Coward Theatre, following its successful run at Chichester.

Quiz by James Graham tells the story of Charles Ingram’s £1,000,000 win on ITV’s Who Wants To Be A Millionaire.  Or to be more specific whether or not he cheated in order to win this top prize.  So cleverly has Robert Jones   staged the play that one is immediately transported into a TV recording studio immediately on entering the auditorium.  This is theatre at its most unique, ensuring that we become immediately involved, initially as a studio audience getting entertained by the warm up guy and then as jury, deciding on whether the accused are innocent or guilty.

The case against Ingram, his wife Diana and their alleged accomplice, Tecwen Whittock centred on whether or not he was drawn to the correct answers by the tactical coughing of the latter.  As the prosecution states in the first act, how is it that the contestant loses two of his “lives” in earlier rounds but still goes on to hit the jackpot when recording resumes?  After all his rather bumbling manner when faced with the more difficult questions doesn’t suggest a man poised to garner the main prize.  It looks more and more as if the Major is guilty as charged, verified by the fact that the audience by and large agree, with fewer pressing the innocent button on their keypads at the end of Act One.

This result undergoes a bit of a turn around after Ingram’s defence barrister passionately states her case.  Drawing forensic attention to the editing carried out on the incriminating tape and asking pertinent questions as to the coughing itself, doubts appear.  Could it be that Ingram’s bumbling manner was a ploy to make him seem more interesting in front of the cameras?  On Press Night the majority of us obviously thought yes, as at the end of the play the innocent button got the full treatment.

The entire cast are spot on and director Daniel Evans has the rather manic atmosphere of a TV studio down to a tee.  The potted history of TV game shows, to highlight the fact that we’re a nation of quiz obsessives, ensures a wonderful trip down memory lane. And the excellent Keir Charles not only takes on the job of warm up guy, but assumes the identity of each game show host to great comic effect. His hilarious parody of Chris Tarrant is belly achingly funny.

The entire cast revel in their roles, especially Gavin Spokes as Ingram, who perfectly portrays an army man, rather unwittingly becoming caught up in “show business” but once there, warming to the task. Stephanie Street as his wife, Diana is excellent and Sarah Woodward makes a totally believable QC.

James Graham’s exploration of popular culture and how public opinion can be manipulated when presented with selective facts, is light hearted and at times extremely funny.  Unfortunately, the real outcome for Ingram was anything but light hearted in that he spent 18 months in prison and, along with his wife was declared bankrupt in 2004.  Were all three really innocent?  I guess we will never know.

All I do know is that I’m thrilled the producers have seen fit to transfer this hugely entertaining play to the West End, ensuring the likes of me can get to see it.  


Friday 13 April 2018

Fanny & Alexander at The Old Vic








On hearing that Fanny & Alexander, Stephen Beresford’s adaptation of Ingmar Bergman’s classic film, runs for 3hrs 30mins, I was rather concerned that I’d booked a ticket.  This concern wasn’t diminished at the start when the sailor suited boy, Alexander, comes down stage to gleefully tell us that we’re about to witness the longest play in the history of the world …. Aaagh!

However, there was no need for concern as this play concerning actors playing actors is an absolute joy, not least because the wonderful Penelope Wilton plays a major part.  She is sublime.  Actually, the whole cast are excellent and Max Webster’s direction ensures that the entire play goes at such a lick that the time whizzes by.

Fanny & Alexander’s Swedish family, the Ekdahls are a bunch of warm hearted, extravagant exhibitionists who, when not showing off with their amateur theatricals, like nothing better than to sit down to over the top, lengthy dinners.  The play is set in the early 20th century in the Swedish town of Uppsala and, as the title suggests centres around the two children of Carl and Emilie Ekdahl.  The couple run their own theatre which, to a large extent, is overseen by Penelope Wilton’s matriarchal Helena Ekdahl.  But when Carl suddenly dies, the fun and laughter dissipates as the rather distant Emilie marries the Bishop of Upsala, bringing Fanny & Alexander’s idyllic childhood to an abrupt end.  The step father is the polar opposite of the imaginative, outgoing Carl.  Dour and puritanical, Edward frowns upon Alexander’s delight in over the top storytelling, denouncing the boy as a liar who needs strict disciplining.

The mood of the play from light-hearted comedy to drama is the result of Edward’s desire to rid his stepchildren (especially Alexander) of, as he sees it, their irreligious behaviour.  The punishments become more and more sinister, the children more and more unhappy and Emilie more and more disillusioned.

Luckily, Kevin Doyle’s Bishop isn’t just a two dimensional ‘baddie’.  He excellently shows us that Edward’s raison d’etre is to uphold his Lutheran Protestant values, not only in himself but also his new family.  He has no time for any kind of playfulness, especially the unconventional kind so beloved of the Ekdahl’s. 
The extended Ekdahl family are, likewise, brilliantly brought to life by the large cast, especially Jonathan Slinger as the larger than life, Uncle Gustav and Michael Pennington’s wily and cunning Isak Jacob. 

However, it is the magnificent Penelope Wilton who ultimately steals the show.  Her comic timing is as spot on as ever and we are never in any doubt that this wise woman will make sure that all will be well.  Imperious she may be but there is no doubting the passion she has for her family.  When Alexander asks why people can’t be happy all the time and why happiness always turns to unhappiness sooner or later, she asks if he wants the adult answer.  After a longish pause, following his acquiescent nod, she says, “I don’t know”.

Fanny & Alexander is semi-autobiographical, as Alexander, Fanny and Bishop Edward are based on Ingmar Bergman, his sister Margareta and father Erik Bergman respectively.  It is one of Ingmar Bergman’s most successful films and, thanks to this production, has transferred beautifully to the theatre.


Wednesday 4 April 2018

The Birthday Party at the Harold Pinter Theatre








As various members of the cast have a problem understanding exactly what’s going on in Harold Pinter’s 1957 play, The Birthday Party, what chance do we mere audience members have?  Not that it matters, of course, because it’s typical Pinter fare; everyone can make what they will of the events unfolding on stage.  In an interview in The Sunday Time’s Culture Magazine, Toby Jones (Stanley in this production) even goes so far as to say that the playwright himself wasn’t too sure. Freddie Jones, Toby’s father, had played Stanley in Pinter’s1964 revival at the Aldwych and he subsequently told his son that “Pinter the director, would frequently question what Pinter the author was writing about”. 

What is obvious is that the play’s format resembles those in which Pinter appeared during his weekly rep years.  Those thrillers where the actor (often Pinter himself) playing the detective would appear during the third-act to explain and make sense of the bothersome plot.  In fact, The Birthday Party was written during some such repertory tour, although this time the play was the farce Doctor in the House. No doubt he was staying in the same kind of seaside digs as the one portrayed here at the Harold Pinter Theatre, so lovingly realised by the Quay Brothers.

The Birthday Party was first produced nearly sixty years ago and received a critical mauling.  Not so today and quite rightly so.  The cast and director, Ian Rickson have seen to that.  They are all, without exception, superb.  The play itself still retains its strangeness, but the consensus of opinion now is that just because we don’t necessarily understand what it’s about, doesn’t mean that it’s meaningless.  Far from it, because the main thing about the play is that it’s awash with meaning; everything foreshadows and is connected to something else.

So, onto what we do know, or think we know about the play.  It’s set in a seaside boarding house run by Petey (Peter Wight) and his wife Meg (Zoe Wanamaker).  They have a long-standing lodger, the supposed ex pianist Stanley (Toby Jones).  They are visited by two strangers, Goldberg (Stephen Mangan) and his sidekick McCann (Tom Vaughan-Lawlor) who say they know Stanley and want to organise his birthday party.  Whether or not it is his birthday we can only guess, because Stanley denies all knowledge!  This party can in no way be termed celebratory, especially for neighbour Lulu (Pearl Mackie) and Stanley himself and the sense of unease that surrounds the gathering often borders on the sinister.  Why do the strangers really want to see Stanley, does he actually know them and what will eventually happen to him?

The hint of menace that pervades this production is due in no small measure to the wonderful Stephen Mangan.  His extraordinary array of teeth are shown to great effect, as his sinister Goldberg delivers each malicious comment accompanied by a synthetic smile.  Unlike Goldberg, Tom Vaughan-Lawlor’s insecure McCann can’t always contain his psychopathic tendencies and he perfectly encapsulates a man teetering on the edge of sanity.  Whilst Stanley is the ultimate victim of the piece, Toby Jones manages to imbue him with a vicious streak, whether it be sniping at his landlady or verbal point scoring with his inquisitors.  He is ideally cast as the shambolic, sad little man but he brings much more to the role than just that.  It is easy for us to assume that he is well used to these bully boy tactics and that maybe, just maybe he really was once a paid-up member of their organisation - whatever that may be.

Zoe Wanamaker completely absorbs herself into the role of the vacuous Meg.  Infatuated with Stanley, she is by turns motherly and flirtatious when in his company.  There is no doubt that this rather lonely character was once something of a tease, highlighted to great effect when she preens and simpers when dressed up for the party in her ‘best frock’.  Peter Wight is his usual excellent self as her mild-mannered husband, Petey, whilst Pearl Mackie’s abused Lulu brings a touch of vamp to the proceedings.

An article in the programme by writer and psychologist Charles Fernyhough discusses using memory as a weapon.  And The Birthday Party can be summarised as a play about how the three main characters remember the past.  Each uses their memories to different effect, but thanks to Pinter’s genius, the one constant is that what they remember cannot be disputed.  This is what helps to ensure that the pervading but subtle menace never lets up.