Monday, 20 July 2015

★★★★ NT LIVE: Everyman


For Rufus Norris’s debut production as the new artistic director at the National Theatre Everyman deserves to be classed as big, bold, eclectic and entirely relevant. For a start its lead character, Everyman is performed by Award Winning Actor, Chiwetel Ejiofor who yanked our heartstrings in the Oscar Winning film, 12 Years A Slave. Secondly, the contemporary and electric coloured set is actually a backdrop for a morality play originally written in the 15th century. And, on top of that, you have poet laureate, Carol Ann Duffy writing reams of poetry and script for this adapted production. (Norris stated that Duffy began with twenty pages of script, which ended with seventy-two pages for the show.)
I wasn’t there at the National Theatre. Tonight [July 16], I was at the Gate Cinema in Notting Hill with cinema audiences who also enjoy watching live theatre from the comfort of their local cinema. This was the first time I had seen the production and whilst viewing it on the big screen, it seemed to work really well considering the versatility of Ian MacNeil’s brilliant staging and visual elements, not to mention Ejiofor who, we know, looks good on film.
As we see NT audiences get settled in the auditorium, we watch as a cleaning lady sweeps the Olivier theatre stage, yet even before the show has began, we’re unsure if she’s part of the show or a NT staff member. All is confirmed when she turns around, projects her voice and speaks at the audience. Actress, Kate Duchêne, says ‘Enjoy it while it lasts!’ Before we know it’s actually God ranting about the falsehood of man in a dirty apron simultaneously brushing dust off the floor. Yet the quiet is instantly destroyed by an ambush of electro, dub step and high intensity club music.
Everyman celebrates his 40th birthday with coke, alcohol, debauchery and sin, and whilst this is happening the entire stage looks like a visually intensifying (and amusing) music video. Choreographer and Movement Director, Javier De Frutos adds in the intimate slow-mo, vitality and dynamics to this corrupt scene with a neatly casted team (up-to 22 supporting actors and actresses). 
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With a pair of rubber gloves and a plastic carrier bag, Irish actor Dermot Crowley makes his entrance as Death, yet don't let the humour and sarcasm fool you - there’s still a glimmer of evil in his eyes. There’s no dark cloak or nightmarish hood to identify him – just a snappy and scary persona that forces Everyman to look back at his life for a meaningful act he had committed. The rest of the show is the hair raising journey Everyman takes.
Everyman goes back to his mother, father, sister, so-called clubbing pals and a load of abstract characters (Vanity, Knowledge and Goods, etc.,) in search of a good deed yet nothing is redeemable, nor attainable. He has a reflective moment when he meets his younger self, Everyboy (played by Jeshaiah Murray) and says to him, ‘You’re so lucky!’’ Through Everyman’s desperation Ejiofor convinces us that we’ve had a few moments asking ourselves similar questions: ‘What have I done?’ or ‘What is my good deed?’ That once, we have doubted ourselves and regretted a thing, or two. 
Yet, with all such brilliant staging and acting, there are scenes that move super fast, from one abstract character to another, that it's hard to keep up with the pace, including the toing and froing from old English and casual slang. In one scene, Everyman is in prayer talking about the Act of Contrition and in another has a revelatory dialogue in plain verse with Vanity about his secular love for credit cards and bling bling. But these tiny blips didn't change how together the message of the play was cleverly delivered.
Duffy, naturally, has a way with words, which shaped the story exquisitely. Paul Arditti also deserves his due as sound designer as well as the ensemble of musicians directed by Williams Lyons. This included interesting instrumentation from a hurdy gurdy, racket, crumhorn, recorder, bagpipes, gittern and many more.

Photo by Richard Hubert Smith


Monday, 6 July 2015

Dress Rehearsal of Royal Opera House: Falstaff 2015 - NOT A REVIEW


I had the privilege of attending a dress rehearsal at the Royal Opera House (ROH) of Robert Carsen’s Falstaff on Saturday [4th July] and I wanted to share some of my thoughts on the opera I saw in the format of a dress rehearsal. This is the second time I have seen a live performance of Verdi’s final opera (the first was with Fulham Opera). Falstaff is a detour from Verdi’s usual tragedy operas, being the second comedy opera he had written. Based on the original ideas from Shakespeare’s plays, The Merry Wives of Windsor and Henry IV, Verdi catapults Falstaff into opera with money troubles, questions over ‘honour’ and his love of food, booze and women. No surprises there.
Naturally this derives from Shakespeare’s original image of the clumsy knight, which has entreated theatre audiences worldwide, yet Verdi’s opera didn’t receive the same praise. Although the opera gained positive reviews at its premiere at La Scala in Milan (1893), many Verdi fans had reservations over the music, which, they felt, didn’t resonate with what they were used to. They wanted the big, bolder arias sung by tragic characters. Yet Falstaff is a thoroughly enjoyable opera not simply because it is a comedy that is centred on a character many are familiar with, but because its librettist, Arrigo Boito put together a clever story that gets an opera audience laughing from start to finish.

This is the second time Carsen’s opera is being shown at the Royal Opera House, since 2012, and from what I saw from the dress rehearsal, Carsen’s production depicts Verdi’s opera in an intriguing way through the Scottish highlands and post WWII inspired sets. This also includes gentlemen club reading rooms and Stepford Wives’ 1950’s kitchen heaven.  These clever set designs are creations of Paul Steinberg and are so bright you may require sunglasses, but I’m not complaining. Set in a mix of contemporary clothing, most of which are fancy, velvet and highbrow, with long pleated skirts and dinner jackets, there’s not a hint of a knight’s uniform anywhere.

Ambrogio Maestri was convincing as John Falstaff with his tall stature, jolly charisma and gigantic voice. He is witty as well as silly in the way he seduces the ladies, Alice and Meg. Alasdair Elliott, Lukas Jakobski and Peter Hoare are also funny add-ons as Bardolph, Pistol and Dr Caius.

This was spruced up by Mistress Quickly, which was sung by Agnes Zweirko who couldn’t get enough of flashing her chest at the dress rehearsal audience, with her clothes on! Come on people! Kai Rüütel and Ainhoa Arteta as Meg and Alice Ford were also perky on the stage with their bright yellow and passion red ‘50s get up. Some costumes they wore, designed by Brigitte Reiffenstuel, is the kind of couture I’d like to be seen wearing at a fancy party (but I hardly get the time to go to many of those.)

Roland Wood as Fontana is also amusing, but when he sang as Ford in Act 2's È sogno o realtà, it is perhaps the closest audiences get to see opera-seria in Falstaff. Wood got a loud applause for his singing but no pity was offered to Ford for trying to cuckold Falstaff or his wife, Alice.

Anna Devin was a cutey pie as she sang as Nannetta with Luis Gomes as her secret lover, Fenton. They sing so sweetly together and the lighting powers of Carsen and Peter Van Preat only made you sicker of the heightened puppy love, only because it is extremely soppy. The entry of a special guest in Act 3, that is a horse is also added to great effect. He stands in his stable eating hay. Aww!

The Royal Opera Chorus didn’t fail to entertain either. They played a huge part in the dress rehearsal and they did exceptionally well, as did the ROH orchestra, dressed in jeans and casual tops. No judgement – it’s a rehearsal.  And I was totally impressed with conductor Michael Schønwandt who conducted without looking at the score; in fact he had his music score book closed for the most part.

Sat at the centre of the balcony were creatives with light on and paper and notes at hand. They whispered throughout the dress rehearsal while some sat behind the conductor's head who also read their notes of the score as the opera was being performed. This could have been the director Carsen and revival director Christophe Gayral, but I can’t be sure, as it was rather dark.  
The changing-of-scenes took a few seconds longer than a public showing would but because I knew that it wasn’t an real performance, I was able to detach myself from the usual things that would be a pet peeve to me if I was reviewing an actual show. Either way, there was nothing worth booing or hooting about at the rehearsal. 

I have also attended the dress rehearsal of John Copley’s last showing of his production of La bohème this year, which premiered forty years ago. (It’s still showing now!) Often dress rehearsals are offered to audiences who want to get a glimpse of a production before they are ripe and ready for an public viewing, yet there are many pluses to seeing a dress rehearsal before they are beamed to the general public. It gives paying customers the ability to see how the creatives (stage crew, directors) and, most of all, it’s cast, musicians and singers work and operate when they are rehearsing.  I’d highly recommend people become a friend of an opera house, particularly here at the Convent Garden. I've learnt a lot through the two rehearsals I went to. The relaxed environment for its performers and flexibility for its production team to tweak and amend things last moment is an interesting insight. It also makes the dress rehearsal audience feel part of something that is still in the making. 
Often the production knows that they won't be held down by the scrutiny of the media during a rehearsal so they might only work as hard as they can get away with by rehearsal standards. For this reason I haven't written anything specific about my opinion of the cast's vocal skills, acting or the production's stage direction. What I can admit is that I absolutely enjoyed Carsen's production and encourage others to see it. If the dress rehearsal I saw was anything like this evening's first night [Monday 6th July], then the production team should be proud. They must have done extremely well as they were awesome when I saw them. 

Ends on the 18th July with only four performances left - Click here for more information




Saturday, 27 June 2015

Opera Holland Park: Aïda on LDNCARD.COM


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Opera Holland Park received many smiles and applause for their recent outings of Jonathan Dove’s Flight and Puccini’s triple bill, Il trittico. Naturally, many opera-goers will have high expectations for their new production of Aïda, extravagant costumes and a showy set design of temples devoted to Egyptian gods and goddesses for Verdi’s highly dramatised opera, Aïda, but Opera Holland Park director, Daniel Slater has another idea in mind that may shatter the audience’s dreams. (Full review here. Click here..)
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Tickets selling until 24th July at Opera Holland Park. Click here for more information.



Wednesday, 24 June 2015

Pleasure and Pain at the Victoria & Albert Museum (V & A)

2000 years of shoes...

"The exhibition explores the pinnacle role shoes play in several societies, not just the fashion world. Yet Pleasure and Pain is by no means perfect and spectators may feel disappointed." Click here to read full review.


Friday, 19 June 2015

Unfinished... Works at the Courtauld Gallery

19th century poet Christina Rossetti once wrote, “Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun”. In a similar vein, the Courtauld Gallery has curated a special exhibition dedicated to art from its permanent collection that was considered unfinished, from Renaissance to early 20th century. Unfinished…Works ... Click here to read more on LDNCARD blogs.






Monday, 15 June 2015

Almeida Theatre: Oresteia by Robert Icke ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


Theatre lovers will know Robert Icke for directing the pathological whirlpool, 1984 with Headlongt heatre-company. The production has gone from strength to strength and returns to the West End this week. As part of the Almeida’s summer season – devoted to classical Greek theatre – Icke has righteously kicked it off with his new, cool and jaw dropping production of Aeschylus’s 2,500-year-old play, Oresteia. It’s a supremely important canon of Greek drama and arguably the life-blood of theatre.

Icke translates Aeschylus’s text for a contemporary setting that is highly relatable, minus the kinship blood bath. (Those new to Greek tragedy are welcome). Aeschylus’s emblematic narrative highlights family sacrifice, Greek deities, death and morality and although there’s much talk of the supernatural Icke’s production is entirely modern and doesn't try too hard with theatrical tactics.
The subject matter is barbaric: father kills daughter; mother kills father; then, son kills mother. There’s shocking scenes of violence, seeping blood and raging arguments, which is mellowed with crafty moments of silence, which go part and parcel with Icke’s Greek tragedy. The trilogy lasts, just under, 4 hours and although this might sound long it is cleverly timed and fails to bore the audience.

Stage director, Hildegard Bechtler utilises a table and large glass panels, with subtle modes of technology (e.g. digital clock). The rest, of the imagination, is left in the hands of its outstanding cast who play characters with their own depth of fascination.

Angus Wright as Agamemnon is a ballsy, authoritative leader but shows pithy signs of fatherly fragility and warfare indecision when left with no choice but to appease the gods and drug induce his daughter. Wright presents a harrowing scene as a TV cameraman zooms into Iphigenia’s face, played by little Clara Read, and the blood absorbs the poison and she slowly closes her eyes.

Downtown Abbey’s young beaut, Jessica Brown Findlay, is the anxious, angry and disturbed daughter, Electra who moans the death of her father and makes a moving and empowering statement on stage. And Luke Thompson as the ‘snake’ born from his mother’s womb, Orestes gives a fine performance of a deeply distressed and psychopathic son.
Lia Williams, as Klytemnestra, however steals the spotlight and acts as a focal point of the tragedies that befalls her house. We see her as a mother, wife, queen, supporter of her husband’s political battles and a monstrous betrayer. She appears seamless in the role, as if Klytemnestra was written for her.  What’s more interesting is how intelligent and tremendously irresistible Icke’s adaptation is even though the stage is prosaic. Icke’s serious overtones, poetic imagery with Greek drama qualities is inventive and authentic and makes for an exciting and thought provoking show. Although the last segment, where the Athenian jury judge Orestes for his barbarous crime, is slightly off from the rest of the play, it’s a tense and interactive scene. The audience can decide whether or no Orestes is guilty.
Icke manages to get the audience to put their thinking caps on. Do we look at Greek tragedy as a form of theatre that should be left as it is or a genre that can be moulded into another contextual environment? Almeida’s other two Greek season "modern" productions, Bakkhai and Medea of Euripides, may help assemble our answer. 

Complimentary ticket not provided. Pictures courtesy of Guardian and Almeida Theatre. Theatres for Oresteia is available until July 18th. Click here to purchase tickets and more information. Running time 3 hrs 40 with 2 intervals.