Curve, Leicester
9th October, 2018
“Suitable”
I am not the target audience for Cilla the Musical. Let me start by
saying this as the possible reason why swathes of the audience were stood up
around me – dancing, cheering, booking minibreaks to Liverpool – before the
night was out whilst I stayed seated. I
admire Bill Kenwright’s instinct for a hit, here carved out of his love of 60s’
music set in the Midas days of Cavern Club era Liverpool, and the
rags-to-riches story of Cilla Black (born White). And although there were some entertaining
moments (including that he and co-producer Laurie Mansfield have invested a lot
into the production values, which is good to see), I remained cynical of the
story, bored by the direction, and deafened by the sound levels.
Daughter of a docker and living in
a flat with no front door above a barber’s, Cilla is an ordinary working class
northern girl. In the eyes of her mum, her career prospects are exciting because
she’s been deemed ‘suitable for office work’. I’m not doubting the humble
beginnings of her life, but in Jeff Pope’s book (adapted from the ITV mini-series
starring Sheridan Smith) this life is about as ordinary as a bad sitcom: a
dotty mum, an irate dad, and a crowbarred physical joke featuring a hairdryer. I
understand that dramatised life stories necessitate elements of fiction. Years
of struggle may be truncated down to scenes and edges are rounded in order to
create an archness to the narrative that fits into a nearly three hour show (although
surely there could be some trimming here!). But I wonder where the line was
drawn between the reality and the fiction. For me, there is a disconnect between
the Cilla Black we see in Cilla the
Musical and the Cilla Black I saw on TV when growing up, presenting game
shows, and seeming to overcompensate her Liverpudlian accent. There is even a
disconnect in the book between act one Cilla and act two Cilla, denying her road
manager and eventual husband to take a record deal. The effects of fame, the
need to have a voice in a male-dominated era and industry, and the move away
from working class roots are all interesting underlying issues that never fully
get explored. I’m convinced, therefore, we are left with an ultimately flattering
and partly fictionalised rags to riches story that in reality probably wasn’t
so (surprise surprise) Black or White.
Designer Gary McCann turns the stage
into the legendary Cavern Club, its bands providing a through-way that links
the story. We go from here to Liverpool
terraces, Abbey Road studios, the London Palladium and The Ed Sullivan Show in New York and so on. It’s not an innovative
set – simply lighting rigs, flats, back cloths and huge ‘Cilla’ lights – but it’s
quite attractive and does the job. Less effective in creating a sense of place
and atmosphere is Kenwright and Bob Tomson’s direction. A chorus of dancers in
the Cavern Club dance in the same spot in each scene and one scene set on way
to a football match is completed by a steady stream of background actors crossing
the stage shaking their scarves to hammer home the point of what they’re doing.
They pad the show out with hit after mediocre hit from the 60s catalogue and
there are occasionally uneasy transitions from book to song.
Kara Lily Hayworth is undoubtedly unmatchable
in the title role. She is vocally excellent, funny and (I think) perfectly
imitates Black. Andrew Lancel fills the role of manager Brian Epstein, an
underwritten role in a weak subplot, and Alexander Patmore plays Cilla’s
beloved Bobby with a likeable charm. The rest of the cast spend half of their
time auditioning for Blood Brothers
and the other half nicely imitating 60s celebrities, from Danny La Rue to Burt
Bacharach. And what a right bunch of dicks The Beatles are written as!
Overall, Cilla the Musical is a watchable and well-produced show. On the
other hand, I think there’s possibly a more interesting story in there. At the
end of the show, in front of 12 foot high letters of her name, Cilla and the
band sing a number of hits at an unbearably high volume. But a strong 95% of
the audience were dancing and won over by the Cilla enigma.
Cilla the
Musical plays at Curve, Leicester until 13th October as
part of its UK tour.
Kara Lily Hayworth in Cilla the Musical. Credit: Matt Martin |
Well said. Too many of these musicals are a sketchy story (which would be much more interesting) and an excuse for a jukebox show. I have fears also for Dusty in its latest incarnation ...
ReplyDeleteThanks Johnny.
DeleteI didn't want to come over a snob for not liking it, but it simply wasn't good enough, especially when its choice of good songs is limited.