Friday, March 6, 2015

Countback to Cambridge -- the two plays

So, I wound up seeing two plays a few days after I came back from Cambridge. One was Romeo and Juliet (Tuesday Night) and the other was a View From the Bridge. Rather than try to describe the amazingness that is Romeo and Juliet in a blog style, I thought I'd share the review I wrote for my Shakespeare class about it.
Hope you enjoy.

Romeo and Juliet
          “For never was a story of more woe of that of Juliet and her Romeo,” (Shakespeare, 5, 3. 310-311). To not know the story in this day in age, is impossible. To put on the play and make it original? Even more impossible. And yet, that was exactly what the cast at the New Diorama theatre did. Called the Faction, they have been around since about 2008, when they performed Richard III. Now in 2015, they are still alive and well. Now they are performing Romeo and Juliet.
As someone with a strong dislike of the show, I am here for one reason and one reason only: it is required. And yet, as the show goes on, I find myself more and more deeply touched by it. By the end, I have come to one solid conclusion that this company has made the show great. They have something that is incredibly overdone and romanticize and made it into something fresh and practical. Well. As practical as Romeo and Juliet can be, anyways. And they have done something incredible. They have converted me to the show.

When I stepped into the theatre, at the beginning of the show, I was surprised to see the cast already on stage, yet clearly, since they were just mulling about, the play had not begun. I was even more surprised to find that all of them would remain on stage for nearly the entire play, a great tribute to their acting, since they all stayed completely in character the entire time Watching them, I thought I could guess which one was which – another tribute to their acting, since, in many cases, I was right.
The lights dimmed. I seem to recall sudden music. And then then characters on stage began a full on choreographed battle that was both hideous and beautiful all at once. It was both a dance and a fight. Elegant yet deadly. The show had begun.

The most striking thing about the play was its actresses. From the moment Lady Montague, (Kate Sawyer), walked on stage, I was hooked. There was something so inherently regal and noble about her, and yet she seemed truly concerned for her son. But even more impressive was her transformation – for Lady Montague, becomes the Nurse, through a simple, back of the stage, costume change. Sawyer changes her clipped British tones to full on Cockney, her shoulders-back to shoulders slumped and her elegance changes to carelessness. And she trades her high-heels for a sweatsuit and a bag of marshmallows. Yes, that's right, marshmallows. Her transformation is unforgettable and her emotional range is spot on. But best of all? Her priceless interactions with Juliet.

Speaking of the title character herself, Juliet, played by Clare Latham, is stunning. Imperfect, yes, as her lines often dropped to the inaudible, and her american accent countered sharply with Romeo's 'cross Atlantic one, but believable as a suffering teenager? Absolutely. One could argue that the play was worth seeing for her alone, with her original version of Juliet. Unlike many versions I've seen, she did not try to make Juliet a delicate flower, who bats her eyelashes and kills herself for such a “great” love. Instead, she makes the character strong, level-headed, and rebellious, in a way that seemed to better fit the Juliet of Shakespeare's Writing. With Latham at the lead, the audience comes to understand her instead as a young woman who saw no other way to happiness than her own death. They sympathize greatly and maybe even understand her decision. She no longer looks so foolish. She looks as though she is a lion, trapped, with no other way out. All this from Latham's acting, who used both her speech and her silences well.

One of the most powerful scenes in the show – though there are many – involves an early on scene, the first with Lady Capulet and her daughter in the same room. Juliet's silence, and Lady Capulet's occasional interjections and the nurse's heavy ramblings, all present in Shakespeare's original, are made even stronger by this talented team of women. Their personalities strong, and counter to each other, set up both comedy – and tragedy. Nurse's chattering is unnerving. Juliet's silence, even more more so. But it is Lady Capulet who steals that scene.

Lady Capulet, played by Natasha Rickman, is kind, but Rickman makes clear that Lady Capulet is very self absorbed and does not have the time or energy to understand her daughter Juliet. Rickman gives an intriguing performance, in both her interactions with Juliet, and with Capulet. Her interactions with Capulet, however, take a rather distracting turn as the Faction has hyped up the relationship to an abusive level and most of this abuse takes place in the back of the stage with other scenes going on. While an interesting side story, it has the unfortunate side effect of sometimes distracting from the main play at hand.

One final note is the interestingly strong illusion of an age gap between the three main women, even though there is only a five year gap between Lady Capulet (the youngest, at twenty-six) and Lady Montague (31). Juliet, so convincing as thirteen, is 27, something all the audience would have sworn differently, as Latham captures the age perfectly.

This review would not be complete without mentioning the wonderful lighting design by Chris Withers, which, rather experimental in style, was most noticeable in the tomb scene, where all was black, save for a beam of light, lantern-like around the tomb.


All in all, a five out of five stars for a performance that was moving, bold, and original. While keeping closely to the original, it made the story new and meaningful. With a grace and flow difficult to replicate, it told its story with its humor, feeling, suspense, and great sympathy, allowing its female characters to have their story told too.  

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As for View From the Bridge? It was well done, 7/10 for me, but it didn't touch me as a story, so I won't talk a lot about it here. I simply had no resonance with it. It isn't a universal story. It's a story that only certain people can relate to, I thought. Which maybe makes me limited, I don't know. But comparatively to the Crucible? There just didn't seem to be the same amount of stakes. I couldn't sympathize. It was like there was a wall between me and the characters. It didn't help that the female characters seemed . . . flat-er. It's the story of a man and his desires for a young women . . . I couldn't understand or relate to it and said young woman? She doesn't have a lot of strength -- or intelligence. And the man's wife? She becomes a passive viewer, really, and her strength is limited to nagging. They both seemed so helpless. And I hated it for that.

SO. That is my views on the plays.

Until next time!
~ Emery 

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