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WHAT THE BUTLER SAW

Sun, 25 Sept 2005, 08:12 am
Bass Guy38 posts in thread
Who: GRADS
Where: Dolphin Theatre, UWA
When: 8pm 23/9/2005
What: Sordid farce from the soon-to-be-bludgeoned-to-death Joe Orton
Why: Threats of conjugal favours being withheld if I failed to attend. (Not entirely true)

Well, if the butler saw what I saw on Friday last, he needs his eyes checked or his head read. I thought IÂ’d indulge a little too firmly in the house convivialities prior to the show, but IÂ’m led to believe I wasnÂ’t the only one to suffer the demented visions this play provokes, so I canÂ’t blame it on the unwitting ingestion of psychedelics. I can, however, blame it on the crazed imagination of Stephen Lee and his cast of lunatic stooges.

Orton’s farce apparently flopped at the time of its premiere- and I think I know why. There’s not much “whoops, matron my trousers fell through the pantry. More tea, vicar?” in WTBS. Well, check out the poster- there’s more emphasis on the PHWOOAAR! Factor. As evidenced by the opening five minutes, which sees the heroine on the piece reduced to her underwear, and being subtly drooled over by the hero. It’s like Carry On Without Any Inhibitions. Of course, this is precisely the highbrow entertainment demanded by Generation Zzzzz today, so the choice is apt.

The cast rollicked through the opening night production, with only pause for the occasional hiccup with miscreant props and recalcitrant business. Paul Treasure starts as a bear-like figure, but is soon reduced to a sympathetic putty-like creature by the idiocy of his circumstance. The elfin Jessyca Hutchens not only spends most of the play near naked (I couldnÂ’t afford tickets to WTBS Uncut- Jarrod Buttery had bought them all and was scalping them cruelly) but a good deal of it sedated and/or screaming. Not easy to do both at the same time. Scott Sheridan attacks his role with gusto giving us something akin to Norman Wisdom on crack- which is what the show requires. Tony Petani sets new records for the achievement of those born without gorm. His Sgt Match is bizarre in the way he falls into the mania of the situation without blinking or pause. Jenny McCannÂ’s portrayal as the nymphomaniac harridan was too close to home for me to consider it acting- but by God itÂ’s convincing.

The most FRIGHTENING portrayal in recent history belongs not to that Welsh pretender Hopkins, but the demented Grant Malcolm as Dr Rance. His Murnau-esque take on the character (eyes a-twitch, shoulders a-hunch, voice a-boom) is hysterically funny and unnerving at the same time- and consequently does little to counter my lack of faith in the Western Health System.

Bravura doesnÂ’t begin to describe the efforts of cast and crew for this show. And if opening night had hiccups, these will be ironed out and the show will become unfathomably slick. This is a play that will reward a repeated viewing- theyÂ’re getting more risque as the season progresses. Well, thatÂ’s the rumour IÂ’m going to be spreadingÂ….

El

Re: WHAT BUTLER?

Sun, 9 Oct 2005, 11:44 am
Crgwllms wrote:

“Orton's original text notes for one of his plays … instructed the cast to play it absolutely real, not as a farce. The original performance, however, was camped up and played for laughs, and was a dismal failure. It wasn't until a remount when the author's wishes were adhered to that it became the success it did. I can't help feeling the same would be true of What The Butler Saw. There is a lot of dialogue that is played in a highly stylised, quite melodramatic, manner; and the intention seems to be to get the most humour from the lines rather than to improve upon the two-dimensional nature of the characters. But several times I found myself wondering whether I wouldn't have found it funnier if I had found the characters more believable, and less farcical....more 'life' than 'larger-than-life'? And despite the danger of it spiralling into hysterical speed, there were still several scenes where I'd have liked to see the dialogue at a faster, less pompous pace, emphasizing the characters' thought rather than the author's wit.”

As director of “What the Butler Saw” I would like to respond to some of the points he makes above.

One thing that annoys me occasionally about this site, is that when criticism, however mild, is given to a play, someone from the production will rush online with “what right has this person to attack our play, were they even at the same theatre as all my friends who really loved it?….I know all the hard work that went into this, and I think…etc etc…” So perhaps I should nail my colours to the mast right away, and say that I wholeheartedly agree with crgwllms’ views in every particular. On the night in question I think we mugged our way through the show and played for laughs rather than truth.

Now before an angry cast turn on me, let me just be clear that I have the highest respect for the talent and integrity of my actors. I was working with a group that oozed ability and dedication. And I am proud and satisfied with they way they performed on other nights. But acting (especially comic acting) can be compared to walking a tightrope. On one side you can fall into the pit of making performances so true to life that they lack the verve and energy that makes them funny. On the other side, we can lose hold of truth and just “mug” and “ham” our way through a part. It is an extremely difficult task to present characters in the “larger than life” style that is essential to farce, and yet keep them grounded in truth and believability. I feel that the actors did a fabulous job of this on most nights, playing with strength and credibility. But sad to say, on one night, we fell off that tightrope with a bump.

I am totally in agreement that Orton (indeed most authors) should be played for truth and believable characterisation rather than primarily for laughs. Our performance on this night certainly was as slick and energised as ever. And the audience response was very good. But it was largely based on “externals”. Face-pulling and “funny” tones of voice and frenetic body movements took precedence over action based on truth. Crgwllms, rather kindly I thought, talks of “highly stylised, quite melodramatic” acting. I can think of many other phrases. I am not merely responding to this review: at the end of the night in question I made just these points to the cast (oh, how they must love me!)

I thought long and hard before writing this, and waited till the run was over. But I think that some very interesting points of discussion raise their head. And it is this kind of analysis that this site should support and encourage. In particular, how did a cast who normally were both confidant and assured in their footwork, stumble so badly? And the answer, I believe, lies in a topic raised before on this site, the differences between amateur and professional performers. I am not bringing up the stuff about talent or training, I agree with the views expressed by many that that is an individual thing (you can get wonderful amateurs and appalling pros). But one difference that is often not stressed enough, is that when the pro is paid to perform (trust me, it does sometimes happen), they can afford to focus all their energy on the show. They do not need to do a 9 to 5 job every day and then give a performance at night. As Leah said in an earlier post, I push actors hard and love high energy and pacing. As tiredness grows towards the end of a run, there is the danger of “running on autopilot”. Playing truth is an exhausting and draining process. So we can subconsciously take short cuts. It’s the actors’ version of faking an orgasm (and how Orton would have loved that comparison). This is not to make excuses. Audiences pay to see the play, and don’t care about WHY things go wrong, and hate being told “last night was so much better”. But it is interesting and informative to us as actors to understand this pitfall. Keeping performances “real” is one of the toughest jobs actors face. It is accepted wisdom that any play (even West End blockbusters that run for years) after six months or so of performance, will have lost a great deal of the original truth. That’s why Les Mis re-rehearses twice a year.

And finally, my thanks to all who came to see the production, and especially to all those who posted views and comments. Discussion and comment are vital to a thriving theatre scene, and I hope I am always ready with my two pennorth.

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