Olivier
– National Theatre
10th
August 2015
March this year saw the
induction of the newly appointed artistic director of the National Theatre,
Rufus Norris; his production of Everyman
marks the launch of his regime. Norris, along with poet laureate Carol Ann
Duffy, presents a lyrical and modern adaptation of the anonymous 15th
Century morality play.
Utilising the technical
capacities of the Olivier stage, the play begins as Everyman (Chiwetel Ejiofor)
plummets in slow-motion from the rafters. A large, curved LED screen is the
predominant design feature, radiating bright white light, interspersed with
flashes of Everyman’s life. The vast screen works well considering the
modernity of the piece, however designer Ian MacNeil’s strung up silver plated
mannequins that descend for certain scenes look a little tacked on and the
reason for their presence is elusive.
The early party scene is an
energetically choreographed (by Javier De Frutos) exhibition of 21st
Century hedonism; an orgiastic concoction of booze, narcotics, lust and Donna
Summer. Following Everyman’s drug-induced fall he promptly meets with God, in
the guise of a put-upon cleaning lady (a droll Kate Duchêne), and Death (Dermot
Crowley). Uninvitingly summoned to his reckoning, Ev thence scrambles to
assemble the important people in his life to help him out. The scene involving
his family is touching and down to earth in contrast with the previous
superficial hedonism. Despite Ev’s incantation ‘best son’ (trying to persuade
himself more than anything), it is soon evident that he is anything but and the
domestic scene highlights the familial duties he has neglected in his
preoccupation with all things materialistic.
After facing rejection from
his friends, family and his material goods, Everyman comes to the realisation
that ultimately, in the face of death and god’s reckoning, he is alone, bereft
of worldly possessions, and it is good deeds that matter (represented by heaps
of moving waste carrier bags). Whilst Ev does not necessarily find himself to
be a wealth of good deed – in fact he berates himself for his selfish lack of
such – it is his meeting with Knoweldge (Penny Layden) that allows him to gain
a sense of self and personal enlightenment. His embracing of himself, life and
death in all their faults and glories is goosebump inducing as the haunting
melodies of ‘I Feel Love’ and ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’ meld, propelled by the
incessant pulse of the drum. Everyman’s final words encompass his progression
and are humorously truthful; Death is indeed a ‘cunt’.
While the production is
firmly centred in contemporary times, it is underpinned with assured reference
to original contexts. The use of traditional instruments evoke the morality
play’s medieval roots. Similarly, Duffy’s use of verse is admirable and
generally succeeds; only a few times did certain rhymes jar, but that may be
due to the delivery more than Duffy’s writing.
Ejiofor delivers a
monumental performance as Everyman. In a role that could so easily fall into
hamminess, Ejiofor is completely natural and believable, in his hands the
rhyming verse never sounds contrived. Sharon D. Clarke also impresses as Mother
and gets to show off her immense vocal prowess in the musical numbers; her
soaring voice adds a soaring emotion to the drama. Finally, Crowley’s Death is
all Irish charm, concealing a biting edge – his final appearance, looming over
the audience, ready to pick his next victim, is truly chilling.
Norris’s production is bold,
vigorous and cool. He does not shy away from epic spectacle as evidenced in his
use of a gigantic fan, representing a tsunami, blowing wads of money throughout
the audience - an immersive experience that one would have missed out on if attending
the NT Live screening in July. A benefit of modernisation is that it turns the
spotlight onto our contemporary world. In an age that is increasingly secular, Everyman poses some big questions and
this production is a valiant start to Norris’s tenure as he sets out his stall
as an inventive and adventurous director.
Everyman
plays
at the Olivier – National Theatre until 30th August 2015
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