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Director
Nicholas
Hytner
Designer
Mark
Thompson
Sound
Designer
Paul
Groothuis
Music/
Soundscore
Max
Ringham
Ben Ringham
Andrew Rutland
Musicians
The
InKlein Quartet
King
Henry IV/
Bolingbroke
David Bradley
Harry
(Hal)/
Prince of Wales
Matthew Macfadyen
Prince
John of Lancaster
Samuel Roukin
Humphrey,
Duke of Gloucester
Thomas Arnold
Thomas
Duke of Clarence
Rupert Ward-Lewis
Earl
of Westmorland
Elliot Levey
Henry
Percy,
Earl of Northumberland
Jeffrey Kissoon
Harry
Percy (Hotspur)
David Harewood
Thomas
Percy,
Earl of Worcester
Ian Gelder
Lady
Percy (Kate)
Naomi Frederick
Servant
to the Percys
Michelle
Dockery
Edmund
Mortimer
Alistair
Petrie
Owen
Glendower
Robert Blythe
Lady
Mortimer
Eve Myles
Earl
of Douglas
Rupert Ward-Lewis
Sir
Richard Vernon
Harry Peacock
Richard
Scroop
John Carlisle
Sir
Michael
Thomas Arnold
Sir
John Falstaff
Michael Gambon
Ned
Poins
Adrian Scarborough
Mistress
Quickly
Susan Brown
Bardolph
Roger Sloman
Peto
Andrew Westfield
Gadshill
Thomas Arnold
Francis
Darren Hart
Vintner
Robert Blythe
Sheriff
Robert Lister
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National Theatre
13
July - 31 August 2005 |
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Nicholas
Hytner's production of
Henry
IV
parts 1 and 2, stems from
a previous collaboration with
Michael Gambon which prompted
an idea of Gambon as Falstaff:
"So it all started off
with Michael. Though I suspect
that every production of
Henry
IV
should start there, because
if you don't know who's going
to play Falstaff there's no
point in doing them."
There's a vote of confidence
in our greatest national playwright!
No point in performing
Henry
IV
without a famous Falstaff
to draw the crowds? One might
as well state plainly that
the only point in doing Shakespeare
these days is if popularity
can be guaranteed.
With or without a big-name
Falstaff,
Henry
IV
was always going to prove
popular with the core National
audience. It is one of those
plays that parents and grandparents
cleverly calculate on: lots
of battle scenes to keep the
kids engaged, and an example
in Hal for young public-school
boys. In terms of early exposure
to Shakespeare, the Henry
plays are up there with Romeo
and Juliet. Perhaps this is
why Hytner's production is
so lazy. It has nothing to
do other than deliver a chivalrous
rogue in Hal, a loveable rogue
in Falstaff, and plenty of
sword fighting in between.
It suffers fundamentally from
a lack of imagination allied
to a lack of budget.
The budget cuts are clear
in Mark Thompson's set-design.
The wooden platform extending
from the centre-back of the
stage into foreground is efficient,
and signals to the audience
that the majority of exits
and entrances will come from
there. In due course this
proves to be the case. A few
birch trees on either side
give the impression of a muted,
steely-grey country-side ravaged
by war, and two strips of
projection screen on right
and left allow for black and
white projections of clouds,
trees or buildings according
to the scene. It could have
been used as a minimalist
set to great effect. At certain
moments we are asked to imaginatively
fill-in parts of the scenery,
so why not be consistent and
disguise holes in the budget
with holes that (one could
claim) have artistic credibility?
Instead, scene changes rely
on two descending poles from
which are hung an arras and
a chandelier. By the time
the third arras descends in
exactly the same place it
is all too obvious that corners
have been cut.
Of course, the £10 Travelex
season is a great thing and
its concomitant impact on
a production's budget is a
small price to pay for getting
people into the theatre who
could not ordinarily afford
to be there. What is lamentable,
however, is the failure to
use the stronger elements
of the set design, instead
of obscuring them behind curtains
and props. It is symptomatic
of an unwillingness to take
risks. That same unwillingness
was evident in the fast scene
changes. It was as if the
audience might get bored if
we were left to ponder on
the emotional import of any
one scene for too long. Every
line and scene was delivered
at a gallop, so that the subtleties
of the relationship between
Hal and Falstaff were never
dwelt on for long enough.
The pace had to be kept up
for the TV generation.
Similarly, a lack of risk-taking
applied to the staging, which
was all too obvious. When
the rebels are captured they
are marched in from the back
of the stage, pushed onto
their knees in a line of three,
and their head-scarves are
whipped off. Behind them,
the victors deliver their
lines, and the tableau remains
unchanged - all too familiar
- until they are marched off.
Much of the staging seems
to be that way simply because
it has worked before, and
no attention is paid to getting
anything new from the situations
and lines. When Hal is being
dressed-down by his father,
for example, Henry IV (played
by David Bradley) stands behind,
lecturing him. Much could
have been made by MacFadyen's
Hal of Bradley's tortuous
delivery, which makes anyone
who hears it want to go to
sleep immediately. But nothing
arises spontaneously from
the situation. All the laughs
are Shakespeare's. Only a
few incidentals are added
to give vigour to the lines,
such as Falstaff pissing against
a tree to the lines "unbuttoning
thyself after dinner".
When those little interpretations
are given they are on the
whole the most obvious response
of any actor to the line.
Falstaff's hand gestures to
the line "for it was
so dark, Hal, that thou couldst
not see thy hand". Similarly,
the fluttering gesture he
gives to the word "instinct"
is repeated interminably.
There is nothing fresh about
this production.
That said, it is solid. Particular
praise must go to Terry King,
the fight director, for choreographed
battle-scenes in which, quite
literally, sparks flew. Actors
were clearly comfortable enough
with the rhythms of the fight
to give it their all. Further
praise should go to Matthew
Macfadyen for his convincing
Hal. His acting is subtle,
as is natural for a TV actor,
though whether the delicacy
of his quivering underlip,
raised eyebrows and blinking
eyes can carry to the back
of the theatre is another
question. It was certainly
wonderful to see Eve Myles
(Mortimer's wife) and Naomi
Frederick (Hotspur's wife)
paired up on stage again,
after their remarkable performance
together in The Tamer Tamed
at Stratford. Naomi Frederick
has an irrepressible style
which marks her out as a promising
comic actress, and she is
perfectly cast as the impatient
Kate.
The only innovation in this
production was the introduction
of music, perhaps for the
benefit of a generation so
used to the techniques of
cinema. At certain crucial
moments the strings (InKlein
Quartet) built up to create
tension, but musically it
was nothing too exciting,
simply what was required.
And that is what made this
a lazy production. It did
only as much as it needed
to for those in the audience
whose first experience of
a Shakespeare history play
this was. It satisfies those
who wanted the younger generation
to have that experience, but
it has no ambitions to be
a memorable production. It
settles for a short shelf-life,
knowing that it will soon
be reproduced for another
generation. What then, it
seems to say, is the point
in making anything memorable
other than who played Falstaff?
Laura Keynes |
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