THE
COLLECTOR
Kathryn
Barker Productions / London Classic Theatre
Cramphorn
Theatre Chelmsford
20.10.16
Henry
Naylor's three-hander looks back to Iraq in 2003. Much has been
written since about the abuse of prisoners, the plight of the Iraqi
interpreters.
Here,
three monologues are interwoven, the actors move around the three
simple stools, naked light-bulbs above them recalling the
interrogation rooms where much of the imagined action takes place.
The
verse prologue takes us to the land of Sinbad and Saddam, an
Arabian nightmare;
the epilogue deplores man's greatest enemy, his own brutality.
The
three actors give intense, horrifyingly believable performances.
Anna
Riding is Zoya, a young Iraqi woman whose fiancé, Nasir, whom we
never see, is pivotal to the story. They meet through music, “proper
music”, Eminem, Ludacris, Dr Dre. He's something of a subversive,
but leaps at the chance of translating for the Americans in their
prison.
It's
run by Kasprowicz, played by William Reay, a veteran of the first
incarnation of the piece on the Edinburgh fringe. Foster,”a
woman in the war zone”, is an interrogator who believes that a
psychological approach - “pride
and ego down” - will
get the best “intel”. She's played, with a searing honesty, by
Olivia Beardsley, making her UK début in this production.
These
three actors, story-tellers really, bring the other characters to
life too: Valle the sadistic loudmouth grunt, Faisal the war-lord and
many more. And their words paint a terrible picture of darkness
overcoming enlightenment, of
treachery
and humiliation. Kasprowicz, brought down by the sexual chemistry
between him and Foster, must watch powerlessly as Saddam's notorious
gaol sinks back into inhumanity at the hands of the occupying US
Army. And his own liberal patriotism is shaken by the traitor he once trusted.
A
powerful piece, part history, part tragedy, given a strong production
in this LCT tour, directed by Michael Cabot.
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