With the size and grandeur of the Empire stage, any play has a feat to reach the farthest eyes and ears in the audience. Especially a play that has such a wide and respecting reputation, not to mention a sell-out run to precede it.
I didn’t watch that initial tour of this production, so I have no comparison. That said, I was keen to see the calibre of the National Theatre re-produced, albeit with a hint of apprehension as to whether it would feel big enough for a space so different to the intimate Littleton.
However, sat way back in the stalls I was pleased to feel so much life from the distant stage. The characters were bold and worked very hard to keep us in that world of tailcoats and silk gloves. Sheila Birling (Leona Allan) had humility, and a subtlety needed to counteract Mr and Mrs Birling’s stereotypical stiffness (Jeffrey Harmer and Jackie Morrison)- to which they balanced well I must add.
What struck me most, however, was the effervescence of both Gerald Croft (Tom Chapman) and Eric Birling (George Rowlands). Their presence and lack of boundaries sucked us in and kept us guessing as flawed characters should. Stalwart performances from them both.
It goes without saying that the titular character must get a mention and Tim Treloar had the strength and determination the Inspector required. His confidence and brashness were trustworthy and key to the success of his role.
The only slightly distracting element of this production was the sporadic use of the ensemble. Only appearing a few times to stand wordless, dressed in various costumes I felt took away from the story. I understand the motivation behind this, but it posed unnecessary questions.
On the flip side of such a large and imposing auditorium is the chance to really surprise the audience which this production did well. Ian Macneil’s innovative and interactive set uplifted this whole piece. The detail was striking and needed for a play so removed from today’s aesthetics.
Some may ask why older plays continue to play to crowds, thinking are they even relevant? But JB Priestley is like a socialist Shakespeare; timeless and endlessly comparable to the changing now. As long as those in high places continue to exploit and disrespect those they claim to serve in our society, this story with be relevant and important.
I would watch this performance again and again. Though most know how this story ends you will still find yourself edging to the end of your seat by the closing curtain.
Reviewer: Hannah Esnouf
Reviewed: 19th November 2024
North West End UK Rating:
Rating: 4 out of 5.
