Eastern Angles at the Hush House
13.09.2014
To
a remote site, born of the cold war, to witness the world's end.
Ragnarok, the Norse Armageddon, with
Giants, Dwarves and the Ancient Gods.
Eastern
Angles feel some affinity with the region's early inhabitants. There
were Viking re-enactors outside the Hush House for some pre-show
rough stuff. Playwright Charles Way was specially commissioned to
write this piece for this company and this space.
It
boldly embraces the old myths, with epic staging and poetical
language, with colloquialisms and clichés for added grit.
Designer
Sam Wyer has taken his cue from this utilitarian building – the
towers are corrugated iron, the ox on the spit an oil drum.
Light,
sound, smoke, wind and flame conjure up a spectacular world, and
there are countless striking stage pictures, not least the Viking
funeral boat in flames, disappearing into the sinister perspective of
the Hush House's tunnel. Ben
Hudson's evocative soundscape, too, echoes the deafening origins of
this Cold War hangar.
There
are superb puppets – the Giants, Idun
the orchard goddess, and Fenrir
the wolf, looking a little too cute, here, perhaps.
But
strong meat, this. An eye is ripped out, and eaten. Loki, the
shapeshifter, is tortured. And
the very visceral,
ungodly
family feuds link
Asgard with mortal Midgard.
Director
Hal Chambers deploys his cast to great effect, filling
the traverse stage with confrontation, conflict and occasional
comedy.
Theo Ogundipe makes an impressive Thor, wielding his hammer and
leaping athletically around platform and causeway. Gracy Goldman has
huge presence as
Freya, goddess
of fertility. Oliver Hoare is a mischievous rapscallion
Loki
– insouciant, insolent, he has most of the puns and the wordplay.
And three amazing characters from Josh Elwell: the Mason who rebuilds
the walls of Asgard, Thjazi
the Giant, and Hod who
shoots the mistletoe arrow to kill the invincible Baldr [Tom McCall].
Odin,
the all-father, is an imposing Antony Gabriel, with
Fiona Puttnam his Frigga. The ethereal Idun is voiced by Sarah Thom,
who also plays the Seeress, foretelling the future and peering back
into the past - “Burning ice, biting flame, that's how the world
began …”
There
are
myths
within myths here, as well as a wonderful shared storytelling moment
– How Thor Won Back His Hammer. And a breathtaking finale, where
the future is foretold and Baldr walks out into the twenty-first
century.
These
Norsemen and their Gods are not dead. Their bones lie under these
Suffolk skies, their names live on in our language. They must surely
rejoice to see their colourful stories brought to life in this
thrilling
triumph of theatricality.
production photograph: Mike Kwasniak
production photograph: Mike Kwasniak
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