THEATRE REVIEW: ‘The Invisible Man’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – Nifty tricks by illusionist Paul Kieve, acrobatic performances, a smart sound design and an actor fully dressed with gloves and a bandaged face, combine to make the title character palpable on stage in the Menier Chocolate Factory’s merry musical comedy thriller, “The Invisible Man.”

Kieve’s party pieces involve a glass of wine, a knife, a quill, a newspaper and a revolver that all float free in the air; a book-filled roll-top desk that seems to ransack itself; and the matronly, apron-clad bosom of a stout pub landlady that dances independently.

Best of all, he has the invisible man take off his bandages and gloves while smoking a cigarette and stages the venerable illusion in which a man disappears from a box. There’s also a lovable dog on a postman’s cart that barks, begs and bites, and draws some of the loudest laughs.

Playwright Ken Hill presents the H. G. Wells tale shrewdly as the production of a local amateur dramatic troupe in 1904, which allows the all-pro cast to ham it up and also is a safe cover should any of the gags go wrong, which they don’t.

The show is more of a festive romp than something destined to follow to the West End the Menier’s innovative revivals of musicals including “Sunday in the Park with George” and “Sweet Charity.” It is entertaining, but it would benefit from funnier lines, and at 140 minutes including one interval, it threatens to outstay its welcome.

Paul Farnsworth’s versatile set design allows the action to move from inside to outside a village pub where the bandaged stranger (John Gordon Sinclair) arrives to take a room and get up to no good. Surprised and outraged villagers include Maria Friedman as the landlady; Natalie Casey (pictured, right, with Sinclair and Friedman) as a screeching, randy maid; Jo Stone-Fewings as a local squire who knows more than he lets on; Christopher Goodwin as the squire’s valet, who has been everywhere and seen everything; and Geraldine Fitzgerald as a stern but sympathetic, pipe-smoking Scottish schoolmarm.

Sound designer Jason Taylor gives Sinclair’s voice a rasping and sinister delivery, and he places his speakers around the small theater so that the invisible man seems to pop up all over the place, even in the audience. Kieve has the last laugh in the sympathetic climax with another effective gag in the way the title character is finally revealed.

Venue: Menier Chocolate Factory, runs through Feb. 13; Cast: Maria Friedman, Jo Stone-Fewings, Geraldine Fitzgerald, Teddy Kempner, Natalie Casey, Michael Beckley, Gerard Carey, Christopher Godwin, John Gordon Sinclair; Playwright: Ken Hill, based on the novel by H. G. Wells; Director: Ian Talbot; Illusions: Paul Kieve; Set designer: Paul Farnsworth; Costume designer: Matthew Wright; Lighting designer: Jason Taylor; Sound designer: Gareth Owen; Music: Steven Edis; Choreographer: Sam Spencer-Lane.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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THEATRE REVIEW: Sheridan’s ‘The Rivals’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – If Mrs. Malaprop did not exist (in fiction) someone would have to invent her. The trouble with Richard Brinsley Sheridan’s 18th century comedy of manners “The Rivals”, given a jewel-box revival at London’s Theatre Royal, Haymarket, is that he did invent her, and while the occasional malapropism can be an amusing thing, a torrent of them soon wears thin.

Treated with dainty reverence by director Peter Hall, the production features performances as fastidious as Christopher Woods’ eye-pleasing period costumes but what might have been satirical and funny in 1775 appears insufferably precious and irrelevant today.

Written 100 years before Oscar Wilde arrived to show him how to do it, Sheridan’s play features the silly affairs of two couples embroiled in affairs of the heart complicated by parental wishes, societal conventions and cold hard cash.

What might once have been seen as a tasty confection that lampoons the sobriety, false piety and prejudices of the upper classes, now appears lame and pointless. Largely, that is because it simply isn’t funny. What passes for wit, is laboured and dated, and the cast of mostly British TV veterans pitches it directly to the audience with a jolly nudge and wink.

Penelope Keith and Peter Bowles (pictured), who starred together in the late 1970s BBC-TV sitcom “To the Manor Born” (broadcast in the United States by PBS), star respectively as Mrs. Malaprop and Sir Anthony Absolute, and they nail every vowel and consonant as the fussy elders of Captain Jack Absolute (Tam Williams) and Mrs. Malaprop’s ward, Lydia Languish (Robyn Addison).

Tom Cruise look-alike Williams and pretty blonde Addison pose and bluster as the young Absolute pretends to be a poor ensign in order to win the heart of Lydia in secret only to discover that the woman his father has arranged for him to marry is the very same Miss Languish. O, the hilarity!

Meanwhile, a country squire named Acres (Keiron Self) and a bumptious oaf named Sir Lucius O’Trigger (Gerard Murphy) also lust for Lydia, which is understandable but a bit distressing since she is only 17.

The Captain’s solemn friend Faulkland (Tom Gardner) tortures himself with jealousy over his beloved, Lydia’s cousin Julia (Annabel Scholey) while chirpy servants Fag (Martin Bishop) and Lucy (Carlyss Peer) participate in various deceptions. The laboured machinations lead to a duel that is resolved to just about everyone’s satisfaction.

The oddest thing about the play, and perhaps it is Sheridan’s best joke, is that no one reacts to Mrs. Malaprop’s garbled language. They appear to understand her gibberish and never raise an eyebrow, let alone point it out. She’s relentless, and to stick through the length of the play will require a glutton for punishment.

Venue: Theatre Royal, Haymarket, runsthrough Feb. 26; Cast: Penelope Keith, Peter Bowles, Tam Williams, Robyn Addison, Carlyss Peer, Annabel Scholey, Tony Gardner; Playwright: Richard Brinsley Sheridan; Director: Peter Hall; Set designer: Cordelia Monsey; Costume designer: Christopher Woods; Lighting designer: Jason Taylor; Sound designer: Gregory Clarke; Music: Mick Sands.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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Thinking of Renée on her birthday

Renee Rich and I had happy days in the 1980s and we spoke regularly all the years afterwards. She died at home in Memphis on Christmas 2006.

Where I walk, and life is warm
Sun and breath, hopefully here
All our hearts are blessed.
Southern Butterfly and you.

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THEATRE REVIEW: ‘The Master Builder’ at the Almeida

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – When conscience and vanity come wrapped up in a package as enticing as Gemma Arterton, it’s no wonder that Stephen Dillane is mesmerized in the title role of Henrik Ibsen’s metaphoric fable “The Master Builder” in a riveting new production at London’s Almeida Theatre.

Arterton has made a splash in films as a doomed Bond girl in “Quantum of Solace”, a bewitching princess in “Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time”, and a head-turning writer in “Tamara Drewe”. Earlier this year she managed to keep pace with the exquisite comic timing of Tamsin Greig in the West End production of Douglas Carter Beane’s “Little Dog Laughed”.

master builder x325In Travis Preston’s dynamic production of the Ibsen classic, in a translation by Kenneth McLeish, she achieves new heights with a performance of ravishing intelligence as the young woman, Hilde, who arrives out of the blue to flatter, beguile and torment the successful architect Solness.

Wrapped in oversized men’s trousers torn at the thigh and a shirt unbuttoned at the belly, Arterton makes Hilde a captivating mix of idealism, fantasy and bone-chilling truth as she reminds the powerful architect of the time he held and kissed her as a child and promised her a kingdom with castles in the sky.

Solness has arrived at a point in life when he has become anxious over the ruthless way in which he exploited others and profited from the death of children in a fire on his way to success. He toys with partners young and old, and barely speaks to his weary and forlorn but dutiful wife Aline, played with imposing stillness by Anastasia Hille.

Dillane plays Solness as a self-involved and self-righteous man who loves the sound of his own voice. His sense of privilege encourages his gullibility as Hilde spins colorful images that could be half-remembered or wholly invented.

When she chides and praises Solness into doing the one thing he hates, which is to climb to the perilous top of a new high building and place a garland there, it’s hard to know if it’s balm for his wounded soul or the purest mischief. As his fate plays out, there is Hilde, panting and grinning, all wide-eyed wonderment, or possibly malevolent satisfaction.

Venue: Almeida Theatre, London; Cast: Gemma Arterton, Stephen Dillane; Playwright: Henrik Ibsen, in a translation by Kenneth McLeish; Director: Travis Preston; Set designer: Vicki Mortimer; Lighting designer: Paul Pryant; Sound designer: John Leonard

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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THEATRE REVIEW: ‘The Glass Menagerie’ at the Young Vic

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON — In a dream, there is always music, says Leo Bill as Tom, the nostalgic wanderer who narrates Tennessee Williams’ autobiographical play “The Glass Menagerie” and the Young Vic’s refreshing revival honors the playwright’s vision with an evocative score by Oscar-winning composer Dario Marianelli.

Tom even cues pianist Eliza McCarthy and Simon Allen, who echoes the drama’s theme by drawing tones from a table of wine glasses, as he relates his memory of his overbearing Southern mother, Amanda (Deborah Findlay) and tragically vulnerable sister, Laura (Sinéad Matthews, pictured).

Tom even cues pianist Eliza McCarthy and Simon Allen, who echoes the drama’s theme by drawing tones from a table of wine glasses, as he relates his memory of his overbearing Southern mother, Amanda (Deborah Findlay) and tragically vulnerable sister, Laura (Sinéad Matthews)

Marianelli, who won the Academy Award for his score for “Atonement”, contributes indelibly to a production staged on a square set with two sides jutting into the audience and a balcony above designed to resemble the fire escape of a St. Louis tenement.

Findlay, who plays Mrs. Tomkinson in the BBC series “Cranford”, adds the only Southern flourish with a credible Delta accent as Amanda reminisces about fancy balls and the gentleman callers who wooed her. A large photograph of her departed husband dominates one of the back walls but it prompts long elegies of longing as well as bitterness over the way he abandoned her and his children. “He was a telephone man who fell in love with long distance,” she explains.

Constantly browbeating Tom, who has dreams of leaving and becoming a writer, she smothers Laura, who has a bad leg and lives in a dream world she shares with her record player and a collection of tiny animals rendered in glass.

Williams paints a melancholy picture of dashed hopes as Tom’s vivacious friend Jim (Kyle Soller) comes for dinner and Amanda puts every effort into making sure Laura’s first gentleman caller comes to stay.

The playwright’s poetry is given full rein by director Joe Hill-Gibbins and the essential scene in which Jim appears to court Laura only to reveal that he is already committed reverberates with joy and immense sadness. Soller and Matthews dance figuratively and literally as the truth emerges with Jim made to appear caringly foolish and Laura ineffably lost.

Bill, who played Norman Lloyd in “Me and Orson Welles”, and Matthews, who was Miss Topsey in “Nanny McPhee and the Big Bang”, bring a freshness and vigor to the siblings who each reflect the playwright’s formative years.

Venue: The Young Vic, runs through Jan. 1; Cast: Leo Bill, Deborah Findlay, Sinéad Matthews, Kyle Soller; Musicians: Simon Allen, Eliza McCarthy; Playwright: Tennessee Williams; Director: Joe Hill-Gibbins; Set designer: Jeremy Herbert; Costume designer: Laura Hopkins; Music: Dario Marianellli; Lighting designer: James Farncombe; Sound designer: Mike Walker.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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MUSIC REVIEW: David Arnold’s ‘Concert for Care’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – The richness and range of modern film scores were on display Monday at London’s Royal Albert Hall as James Bond composer David Arnold’s Concert for Care International showcased some of the best of today’s movie music.

Seldom have so many top film composers and their scores been featured in one concert, with contributions from a dozen mostly British music makers. They ranged from Rachel Portman’s bucolic Academy Award-winning end titles from “Emma” to the ferocious power of the “American History X” theme by Oscar winner Anne Dudley (“The Full Monty”).

Robert Ziegler conducted the Royal Symphony Orchestra, and the evening featured levity from comics Ed Byrne, Dom Joly and Jimmy Carr. The Kaiser Chiefs’ Ricky Wilson joined Arnold on ukuleles to perform “You Belong to Me” from The Jerk, and Matt Lucas from TV’s Little Britain was helped by opera singer Alfie Boe through an unusual but delightful rendition of Charlie Chaplin’s “Smile” from Modern Times.

Portman also introduced her lively “Passage of Time” from “Chocolat” and the lush melody of the main titles from “The Cider House Rules”. Dudley conducted the orchestra on the frolicsome “Decadence Walt” from “Bright Young Things” and played the electronic accordion as Christopher Gunning took the baton for his evocative original music from “La Vie en Rose”.

Jil Aigrot, whose voice subbed for many of the Edith Piaf recordings in that film, was on hand to deliver a heartbreaking rendition of “Non, je ne regrette rien.”

Renowned cellist Caroline Dale placed her haunting and resonant tones at the service of Craig Armstrong’s lovely “Cello Theme” from “World Trade Center” and Dario Marianelli’s sublime “Elegy for Dunkirk” from his Oscar-winning “Atonement” score. Armstrong also conducted his delicate “Glasgow Love Theme” from “Love, Actually”.

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Marianelli contributed the infectious, typewriter-led “Briony” theme from “Atonement”, which the composer said had the working title of “The Girl Who Can’t Stop Telling Lies” because of the character’s duplicitous role in the drama.

The evening began with Patrick Doyle’s sprightly “Picnic” and “Overture” from “Much Ado About Nothing” and proceeded with a sumptuous suite from Harry Gregson-Williams’ score for “The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe”. Imogen Heap sang and played piano on “Can’t Take It In,” which she co-wrote with Gregson-Williams and sang in the picture.

Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood presented his dark and threatening themes from “There Will Be Blood”, and John Powell conducted his busy and energetic music from “How to Train Your Dragon”.

John Ottman, the only American composer involved, contrasted his upbeat theme from “Astro Boy” with the sensuous “Main Title” from “The Usual Suspects”, and there was similar contrast in George Fenton’s flowing melodies from “Shadowlands” and the reach-for-the-sky heights of “The Final Mission” from “Memphis Belle”.

Arranger Guy Barker led the orchestra for a vivacious solo performance by jazzy singer Paloma Faith of “Wild Is the Wind” from the 1957 film. A version of the song by Dimitri Tiomkin and Ned Washington was heard widely on the trailer for Sam Mendes’s “Revolutionary Road”. Another highlight saw Michael Nyman alone at the piano to perform his complex and indelible “The Heart Asks Pleasure First” from “The Piano”.

Arnold, an ambassador for the international charity Care who put the cannily programmed concert together with producer Tommy Pearson, ended proceedings on a high note with his bottled-in-Bond “You Know My Name” theme from “Casino Royale” and the victorious intergalactic bombast of the “End Title” from his Grammy-winning “Independence Day score”.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter. Photo by Julie Edwards features, from left front row: Rachel Portman, David Arnold, Michael Nyman, Craig Armstrong; from left second row: John Otman, Anne Dudley, Harry Gregson-Williams, George Fenton, Christopher Gunning; back row, Jonny Greenwood, Patrick Doyle, John Powell, Dario Marianelli, Jocelyn Pook.

 

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THEATRE REVIEW: ‘Flashdance the Musical’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – There is so much exciting singing and dancing talent onstage in the West End debut of “Flashdance the Musical” that it makes you wonder how all the other musicals in town are making out.

Fans who recall the influential 1983 Paramount movie will enjoy a raucous rock ’n’ roll show that matches the film’s frenetic energy with live performers instead of the dancers and gymnasts who doubled for Jennifer Beals onscreen. The stage version has been completely re-imagined since it had a brief regional tryout in the U.K. in 2008.

The hit songs from the movie, which did more than anything to propel both the picture and its box-office success, are performed in high style. They include Academy Award-winning number “Flashdance (What a Feeling)” plus “Gloria,” “I Love Rock ’n’ Roll,” “Manhunt” and “Maniac.”

The 15 new songs by Robbie Roth and Robert Cary might not achieve the same irresistible heights but they have range and melody and give the orchestra and singers full rein.

The maniacs on the floor are led by four exhilarating performers: Victoria Hamilton-Barritt (below), who plays Alex, the Pittsburgh steelworker and exotic dancer who wants to go legit, and Twinnielee Moore, Charlotte Harwood and Hannah Levane as her dancing buddies.

Vanessa Hamilton-Barritt in 'Flashdance the Musical'

Critics lambasted Adrian Lyne’s film, which was based on a story by Tom Hedley, who co-wrote the screenplay and who has co-written the stage show’s book and also is executive producer. But it was No. 3 at the 1983 box office and the most successful R-rated film of that year. It made more than $150 million around the world and influenced films from “Footloose” to “Dirty Dancing” to “Billy Elliott.”

Like the latter, “Flashdance” is set in a depressed mining area where the workers fear for their jobs and dream of better things. Alex and her pals scorn the strippers in other clubs but they are every bit as sexy in their provocative outfits and hard-driving sensuality. Choreographer Arlene Phillips puts her performers through ambitious, highly physical and entertaining routines while members of the large ensemble catch the eye with constantly startling bits of dance business.

Matt Willis plays the steel plant boss’s nephew, and love interest for Alex, with the right mix of entitlement and gradual appreciation of what the workers are going through. Sarah Ingram adds some more mature sex appeal as Alex’s knowing mother, a character that substitutes for the dance teacher in the film.

Everyone in the show relies on a head-set microphone, which will disappoint purists, but Bobby Aitken’s sound design keeps matters in hand while raising the roof. Morgan Large’s vivid sets change rapidly from inside a steel mill to the girl’s apartment to a gaudy dance club, all with dynamic impact.

Howard Harrison’s lighting heightens the atmosphere, especially in the mill and the club, and contributes much to the vitality of the performances including the film’s iconic scene in which the antic Alex ends up drenched in water.

Venue: Shaftesbury Theatre, runs through Feb. 26; Cast: Victoria Hamilton-Barritt, Matt Willis, Twinnielee Moore, Charlotte Harwood, Hannah Levane, Sarah Ingram; Music: Robbie Roth; Lyrics: Robert Cary & Robbie Roth; Book: Tom Hedley & Robert Cary, based on the Paramount Pictures film, screenplay by Hedley and Joe Eszterhas, story by Hedley; Director: Nikolai Foster; Choreographer: Arlene Phillips; Set designer: Morgan Large; Lighting designer: Howard Harrison; Sound designer: Bobby Aitken; Costume designer: Sue Blane

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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Extraordinary how potent film music is

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – The shower sequence in “Psycho” is one of the most famous in film history with its combination of 75 camera set-ups and some of the most indelible film music ever written. It’s impossible to think of that scene without hearing the shrieking strings, but at the time director Alfred Hitchcock had no intention of using underscore, telling composer Bernard Herrmann: “That must be without music.”

Once he saw the edited scene with just the sounds of actress Janet Leigh’s screams and the running shower, however, he changed his mind. In Steven Smith’s biography of Herrmann, “A Heart at Fire’s Center”, the composer is asked to describe what the cue meant in one word. “Terror,” he said, and Smith says Hitchcock admitted that the film depended heavily on Herrmann’s music for its tension and sense of pervading doom.

Noel Coward observed ironically, “Extraordinary how potent cheap music is,” but it can be stated quite seriously that film music is extraordinarily potent. Some film directors are indecisive about the music in their films but many know exactly what they want, such as the late Sidney Pollack.

“Sometimes I can’t tell if a scene is working or is too long until I get a piece of music,” he told me. “I wouldn’t know how to edit a film without any music because I would not be able to tell about certain scenes, particularly scenes that are just visual.” He cited the sequence in his Oscar-winning picture “Out of Africa” in which Robert Redford takes Meryl Streep up in his plane to see the African countryside. “There isn’t any way to know if that scene is really working until you get music to it,” Pollack said. Fortunately, he had John Barry to come to his rescue, and the legendary composer picked up the fourth of his five Academy Awards.

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Barry, of course, also is famous for writing the music for James Bond films from “Dr. No” to “The Living Daylights. David Arnold, who took over 007 duties with “Tomorrow Never Dies,” says that the music is an essential part of what makes a Bond film work. “It demands of you that you write Bond music for it in order for us to be satisfied with what we’re seeing. It makes a big difference,” he told me. “You realize that without the Bond sound, it becomes just an action movie. It’s amazing how much the music gives it, the texture, the tone and character.”

Film music has changed over the decades, however, and composers face a challenge in competing with special effects and the sound mix. “The action sequences today are so immense and spectacular, and the sound is so enormous, sometimes you’re left scratching your head, thinking what exactly can I do?” Arnold said. “Really, what you’re required to do is add the energy but you always want to do more than that. You want to say something about what’s going on.”

redviolin______1That leaves many nostalgic for the music of Hollywood’s golden age, but concert hall composer John Corigliano, who won an Oscar for “The Red Violin,” told me: “If you listen to music from back in the ’30s and ’40s, there was a much higher degree of melodrama. Movies today are hyper real. The question is how to be real and still serve the drama. Our feeling for movies is nostalgic. We like to eat and drink and be lost in a movie, and then we do hark back to symphonic sound.”

Composer Anne Dudley, who won an Oscar for “The Full Monty,” told me she was surprised by what the director wanted for that film. “It’s very minimalist. He didn’t want it to be too polished. It was simple, sometimes just two instruments playing,” she said. “I had to fight him to let me do more than one take of each cue because he used to like it quite rough. I had to persuade him that there was rough and ready and rough and ready but still a little bit polished.”

Film composers are familiar with the musical peccadilloes of directors but the great ones know how to convey what they want. Patrick Doyle, whose many scores include the one for Robert Altman’s “Gosford Park,” told me the late American filmmaker wanted music to play a strong part in the film. “All he said to me was, ‘I want you to make it slightly off; follow your instincts.’ I knew precisely what he meant.”

Sometimes, too, an actor benefits directly from the music. Michael Nyman wrote much of the music for “The Piano,” widely regarded as the best score not to win an Oscar, before the picture was made. Star Holly Hunter, who did win an Academy Award for the film, told him it had helped her to create the character. “That is the ultimate vindication of what the composer does,” Nyman told me. “I had helped to create the mood or psychological grounding on which she was then able to build.”

If that’s not potent, then nothing is.

This story was written for the programme for David Arnold’s film music Concert for Care at the Royal Albert Hall on Oct. 18, 2010. The morning before, Universal had provided a fresh print of “Psycho” that Chief Projectionist Dave Norris screened expertly at the Empire Leicester Square, also in aid of Care International.

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THEATRE REVIEW: Sarah Kane’s ‘Blasted’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – In the course of Sarah Kane’s pitiless apocalyptic drama “Blasted” it becomes apparent that the title is short for “blasted to hell” as the fate of a couple in a war torn city becomes increasingly nightmarish.

Written in 1995, the bleak and shocking polemic is tough to watch but it is made memorable in Sean Holmes’ vivid revival at the Lyric Hammersmith thanks to committed acting and a series of stunning set pieces designed by Paul Wills.

Set in a nameless city being torn apart by rival military factions that could be in the north of England or in the Balkans, an explosion at a hotel room sets in motion a downward spiral into barbarous emptiness.

Danny Webb bares body and soul as Ian, a shabby and sweaty reporter who might also do a little spying and so wears a gun in a his paranoia about being attacked. His visitor is an ex-girlfriend named Cate, played by Lydia Wilson (pictured with Webb), who is spry and quirky with surprising tenacity. Ian is eager to get into Cate into bed and he claims that he is dying of lung cancer.

Their encounter dances between a strange kind of affection and deep loathing as Ian’s attempts to force Cate to have sex are spurned but then she indulges him in some oral stimulation only to bite down fiercely enough to draw blood.

The morning finds them waking in bed with Ian coughing his lungs out until a shot of gin settles him down while Cate discovers that she is unable to go to the toilet because she is bruised and bleeding.

While she takes a bath, Ian’s worst fears are realized when a large man in a soldier’s uniform (Aidan Kelly, brittle and cold-eyed) breaks into his room with an automatic rifle. Starving and brutal, the mercenary senses that there’s a woman present but the bathroom is empty and Cate has fled. He turns his attentions to Ian when an explosion blasts the hotel room apart.

It’s a darker and even more unpleasant journey after that with the desolate soldier reduced by horrible experience to monotonous savagery, most of it visited upon Ian, who is raped and blinded in the most hideous manner. Playwright Kane, who committed suicide in 1999 aged 28, offers no hope for these blighted characters even when Cate shows up again attempting to care for an abandoned baby. Worse is still to come.

Many will find the play needlessly shocking and it lacks the profundity of Becket or Brecht, but if its one target is to shatter complacency about things that go on in strife-torn regions that we choose to ignore, then it’s aim is true.

Venue: Lyric Hammersmith Theatre, runs through Nov. 20; Cast: Danny Webb, Lydia Wilson, Aidan Kelly; Playwright: Sarah Kane; Director: Sean Holmes; Set designer: Paul Wills; Lighting designer: Paule Constable; Sound designer: Christopher Shutt.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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THEATRE REVIEW: Rory Kinnear in ‘Hamlet’ at the National

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LONDON – “Now I am alone,” Hamlet says, and a key light immediately pins him down as a reminder that he never is alone. No one is ever alone in Nicholas Hytner’s riveting production of the William Shakespeare play at London’s National Theatre, which sets the drama in an oppressive police state.

In a modern setting with jets screaming overhead and soldiers bearing submachine guns, Rory Kinnear plays the sweet prince as an unruly student rebelling against the constrictions of an almost-Soviet society as much as against his uncle, the new king who has murdered his father to steal the throne of Denmark.

Patrick Malahide plays Claudius, who not only has snatched the crown but also his brother’s queen, Gertrude (Clare Higgins), as a devious politician. His opening speech on becoming king is made sitting next to his new wife in the full glare of television lights like a modern national leader adept at faking sincerity while spewing mendacity.

Designer Vicki Mortimer gives Hytner a claustrophobic paneled set with many halls and windows, so that in every scene, men wearing suits with ear pieces and wrist microphones lurk like Secret Service men bent on no good.

Lighting designer Jon Clark takes advantage of stage mist to obscure characters, and that works especially well when the Ghost of Hamlet’s father (James Laurenson) makes his spectral appearance early on. Laurenson gives the late king the tenderness of regret even as he exhorts his son to seek vengeance.

Kinnear inhabits the role of Hamlet rather than wearing it, and his descent into real or contrived madness smacks both of guile and the tug of depression into genuine bemusement. His tight fury over the unmitigated gall of his uncle and wantonness of his mother tip him credibly into the acts that are his undoing.

Other performances are just as revelatory, including Higgins as a sensuous and malleable woman who has opted for a soft landing despite being aware of the corruption that has brought her there. David Calder plays the king’s senior minister Polonius as an unctuous chief of staff willing to manipulate not only Hamlet but also his own daughter, Ophelia (Ruth Negga).

When Polonius advises departing son Laertes (Alex Lanipekun) on how to behave in life, Calder utters the line, “To thine own self be true,” as if he’d just thought of it, but then weighs it against his own behavior and is not best pleased.

Negga is bold and original as Ophelia, playing the young woman as a trapped free spirit driven to distraction by Hamlet’s gambits and the pitiless manipulations of her elders. Hytner makes it clear that Ophelia’s death is no suicide and that searing revelation underscores the tragedy that unfolds in a fresh and memorable production.

Venue: National Theatre, runs through Jan. 9; Cast: Rory Kinnear, Patrick Malahide, Clare Higgins, Ruth Negga James Laurenson, David Calder, Alex Lanipekun, Giles Terera; Playwright: William Shakespeare; Director: Nicholas Hytner; Production designer: Vicki Mortimer; Lighting designer: Jon Clark; Sound designer: Paul Groothuis; Music: Alex Baranowski.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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