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- <text id=94TT1742>
- <title>
- Dec. 12, 1994: Theater:Something to Sing About
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
- Dec. 12, 1994 To the Dogs
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- THE ARTS & MEDIA/THEATER, Page 84
- Something to Sing About
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p> A very traditional British cast finds rapture in As You Like
- It
- </p>
- <p>By Richard Corliss
- </p>
- <p> So often these days, theater is a laborious imitation of things
- that are easily done better elsewhere. Directors try for the
- intimacy of a movie close-up or the narrative voice of fiction
- or the pachydermal pizzazz of theme-park extravaganzas, and
- you think, Why did they bother? But when theater works on its
- own primal terms--with a bare stage, a few actors in simple
- dress and a brilliant conception that breathes life into an
- old property--it's the freshest, liveliest art around.
- </p>
- <p> The production of Shakespeare's As You Like It by the British
- Cheek by Jowl troupe, which returns this week to the Brooklyn
- Academy of Music after a triumphant visit in October, is one
- such theatrical epiphany. It does more than revive the play;
- it revives one's faith in the theater as a place to weave magic.
- </p>
- <p> Director Declan Donnellan has a gimmick: all the characters
- are played by men, as in Shakespeare's day. Designer Nick Ormerod
- has built a pristine set--white walls, with green streamers
- for the Forest of Arden. In themselves, these elements are neither
- radical nor necessarily helpful; every English public school
- has a tradition of same-sex actors, and every penny-pinching
- little theater company leaves the scenery and props to the audience's
- imagination. But here the ideas seem like masterstrokes. They
- strip away the academic barnacles that too often make an evening
- of Shakespeare feel like a final exam in Esperanto, and they
- allow the playgoer to focus on the emotional gaiety and bewilderment
- at the heart of the text. What could have been minimalist camp--oh, Lord, men in pearls and blond wigs!--becomes a sweet
- meditation on mistaken sexual appetites and identity.
- </p>
- <p> The main roles are imbued with gravity and grace. Adrian Lester,
- a willowy black Rosalind, has the gift of breathless apprehension,
- ever ready to burst into tears at the folly and wonder of men.
- Scott Handy is Orlando, properly perplexed at the vision of
- a man (Lester) playing a woman (Rosalind), who for the sake
- of a jest is playing a man. Simon Coates is deliciously censorious
- as Rosalind's companion, Celia, a young lady well bred in exasperation;
- some day she may grow up to be Oscar Wilde's Lady Bracknell.
- </p>
- <p> The attendant shepherds and fops have a whirly, burly charm,
- and the bucolic maids (notably William Cates' Phebe) suggest
- Benny Hill on his very best night. But even these performances
- are never mired in the wink-wink-nudge-nudge of condescension
- to either Shakespeare or the audience. As Donnellan and Ormerod
- proved in their version of Angels in America at the National
- Theatre, no play is so weighted down by metaphor or message
- that it cannot be made to sing and soar.
- </p>
- <p> Especially sing. The second half of As You Like It is buoyed
- by Paddy Cunneen's lovely settings for Shakespeare's rollicking
- rhymes. Well, if men can be women, why can't words become songs?
- Suddenly, all the world's a musical stage. And this glorious
- production makes the stage like nothing else in the world.
-
- </p></body>
- </article>
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