Shakespeare in Love.
Based on the screenplay by Marc Norman and Tom Stoppard. Adapted for the stage by Lee Hall. Music by Paddy Cunneen. Directed by Simon Phillips. Set and costume designer Gabriela Tylesova. Lighting designer Matt Cox. Musical direction Andrew Kroenert. Sound designer Kerry Saxby. Choreographer Andrew Hainsworth. Canberra Theatre. Canberra Theatre Centre. August 23 – 31 2019. Bookings 62435711.
Reviewed by Peter Wilkins
Melbourne Theatre Company’s
production of Shakespeare in Love is a sumptuous feast of sheer confection,
exquisite in every detail, a masterpiece of theatrical invention and creation.
With splendid costumes, a stunning set , fabulous lighting and an outstanding cast to people the two hour
traffic upon the stage, audiences are treated to an unforgettable experience of
utter delight.
It is hardly surprising to
discover that this surfeit of succulent pleasure is the handiwork of director
Simon Phillips. The production is stamped with his indelible talent for
spectacle, opera, musical theatre and drama. Whether it be the glorious
appearance of the troubadour minstrels, the tender love scenes between Viola de
Lesseps (Clair van der Boom), and Will Shakespeare (Michael Wahr), the stately Pavane
ball or the swashbuckling swordfights, Phillips directs with an eye for the theatrical
dramatic, the theatrical comical, the theatrical amorous, the theatrical ridiculous
and the theatrical entertaining. There is even the occasional moment when the
theatrical sentimental has the power to move one to tears or the theatrical
empathetic to arouse our deepest emotions. There is the delicious veneer of
melodrama tempting us to hiss the villain, the obnoxious Lord Wessex (Daniel
Frederiksen), sigh and sob for the heroine,
trapped in a loveless marriage and cheer the hero as he valiantly battles the
villain to rescue his true love from an horrible fate.
Claire ven der Boom as Viola de Lesseps.
Michael Wahr as Will Shakespeare i
Shakespeare in Love.
Photo: Jeff Busby
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For the Bard aficionado, the
production, steeped in allusion and
reference, is an intellectual Shakespeare trivia quest. Did Kit Marlowe (Luke Arnold) ) really help
Shakespeare pen those sonnets of love? Was Richard Burbage (Aaron Tsindos) ),
Shakespeare’s renowned tragedian, such a pompous jackass? Was it the Lord
Chamberlain, Lord Tilney (Francis Greenslade) who inspired Malvolio’s exit line
in Twelfth Night. Could it be true that Shakespeare suffered from the dreaded
writer’s block and could the Dark Lady of The Sonnets have been none other than
Viola. It’s a mystery shrouded in tantalizing conjecture.
Timing is everything in this
historical rollercoaster of a play. Rapid entrances and exits propel the action
with split second timing, carrying audiences along on a wave of fascination.
Love triumphant holds the moment in its thrall, while love assailed is quickly
dispersed by the forces of conflict or
comedy. Shakespeare is Love’s sleuth, and Shakespeare
in Love is a love story. The love of the theatre is as vital as the love
between two people, whatever their sexual preference. Central to the drama is
the wager between Wessex and Shakespeare that the theatre can never portray
true love .
Deirdre Rubinstein as Queen Elizabeth l
and courtiers in Shakespeare
in Love.
Photo by Jeff Busby
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Phillips’s company of actors
would do the King’s Men proud. As Viola de Lesseps, Claire van der Boom gives
an enchanting performance, thoroughly capturing our hearts as she struggles to
assert a woman’s place upon the Elizabethan stage. There is alchemy in the
chemistry between van der Boom’s Viola and Wahr’s Shakespeare. There is not a
performance that falters. Cast and creatives imbue this magnificent production with the very essence of the
Elizabethan era.
In an ensemble as adroit as this, to single
out individual performances from a bevy of bravura and ebullience is rather
pointless. Each one has his or her entrance and exit and each person plays his
or her part or parts to perfection. It is worth remarking on Deirdre Rubinstein’s
imposing presence as the Virgin Queen as well as De Lessep’s complicit Nurse
and I took a fancy to Peter Houghton’s Capulet Nurse, played in full blown
coarse acting tradition as though he was still a pirate in Shakespeare’s
original idea of Romeo and Ethel the Pirate’s Daughter. And who would
have thought that Tyler Coppin’s Wabash’s stutter could be cured by the magic
of the theatre? Apologies to those unnamed, but there is not one among you who
does not deserve the mightiest praise. And let’s not forget Spot, the dog,
played with such charm and cute obedience by Daisy.
Comparisons are odious and it
would be sheer folly to compare stage to film. Both are masters in their own
right, but the MTC production owes an enormous debt to the screenplay by Marc
Norman and the indefatigable Tom Stoppard. It is a gift that adaptor Lee Hall
has grasped with aplomb and theatrical flair.
All in all, this is a show, the
likes of which is a feast for the eye, the heart and the mind and I urge you
before it is too late to beg, borrow or (in
sotto voce) steal a ticket.