Cut to the Chase
at the Queen's Theatre Hornchurch
Cut
to the Chase – versatile multi-talented actor/musicians - back on
top form in this brilliant revival of Pomerance's powerful drama,
directed by Simon Jessop, combining spectacular theatricality with
intimate exchanges.
This
is outstanding work by any standards. Difficult to remember,
sometimes, that this is a small regional repertory company. Strong
concept, marvellous music, the director's vision and amazing acting
all ensure a memorable two hours in the theatre. The story is that of
Joseph Merrick, whose increasing deformity makes him an object of
curiosity, at first in country fairs, and later in London society.
Mark
Walters' stunning set, with its sloping circle surrounded by gauze
curtains and its scaffolding galleries on either side, recalls a
music hall or a place of worship. We're in the world of the circus
and the freak show – that “vast revolving show which never seems
to end”. Footlights around the ring; suspended above, with ropes
and pulleys, the tin bath and other accoutrements.
Into
this arena come the Victorian characters of the drama. Treves, the
physician – a scientist in an age of science - who will rescue and
then befriend the Elephant Man. He's played with quiet authority, and
later with moving misgivings, by Fred Broom. Carr Gomm, chairman of
the London Hospital, a striking giant projected image at first, sees
the welcome return to these boards of Stuart Organ, while Ross, who
will exploit Merrick's appearance for profit is played with
superlative style by James Earl Adair. Joanna Hickman stands out in
an impressive double role – the legendary actress Madge Kendal,
carefully rehearsing her greeting, and the all-important cellist.
Merrick
himself, his appearance suggested first by a battered hat and sacking
mask, is given a magnificent performance by Tom Cornish, who
miraculously assumes the deformed shape as it is described to us. He
brings out the intelligence and sensitivity of this tortured soul,
especially in the more intimate scenes, with Mrs Kendal, for
instance, or with Treves, tenderly sponging him down in that tin
bath.
Music
[Steven Markwick] plays a key role in this production, from the
whirling carousel of the introduction to live accompaniment –
Treves on violin amongst others – songs and found percussion on
chains and metal poles.
So
many heart-stopping moments: the French song as the rain pours down
on Merrick and his keeper. Romeo and Juliet unravelled. The entrance
of the freak show cart, chickens cooped on the roof, through light
and fog in a vision worthy of Fellini. Treves' dream, in which, in
shadow-play, the roles are reversed and Merrick presents his flawed
saviour as a medical specimen, his own words twisted and distorted.
And at the end, his model of St Philip's completed, the Elephant Man
can take up his bed, offer the comfort of pillows to the souls around
him, before his agonising death. Moving images play across his
tortured body as we hear Gomm's account of his life, and Merrick's
own poem, and light streams forth from the tiny windows of the
church.
this piece first appeared on The Public Reviews
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