MEETINGS
Arcola
Theatre, London E8
Opened 8 October, 2007
***
Mustapha Matura's 1981 play about modernity and prosperity versus
traditional values in Trinidad is given a beautiful staging by blue hug
theatre company [sic]. I just
can't help wondering why it has been revived. James Humphrey's
remarkable design consists of a well equipped kitchen in which
Trinidadian yuppie couple Hugh and Jean exchange details of their
business days and the meetings they have had, and discuss their own
lives on the same basis. So many meals and drinks need to be produced
by the couple and the cook they later engage so that Hugh can indulge a
sudden fondness for old-style Trini dishes; there is no time for
onstage preparation. But director Dan Barnard ensures that the three
performers conjure the stuff up without falling prey to "Here's one I
prepared earlier" syndrome. Enough real work is shown that all feels
natural.
It's a pity the same cannot be said of the play. Although Matura's
notes speak of a "young" middle-class emerging in Trinidad at the time
of writing, actor Nikolai La Barrie is nowhere near old enough to have
sat (as Hugh says he once did) on a panel interviewing a school-leaver
who is now the islands' Minister of Finance. Consequently, when Hugh
begins to hanker after old cuisine and then old social values, it
resembles less a man trying to reattain his childhood than one who has
not yet grown up. For much of the first half the play feels more like a
satire on inauthentic folksiness than on yuppiedom.
Nevertheless, La Barrie gives an excellent performance, equalled by
Inika Leigh Wright as Jean, a PR executive pushing a new brand of
cigarettes. When the couple have their inevitable second-act
confrontation, we appreciate that each has a deep sense of duty and
honour: Hugh, to the lifestyle and ethos he hungers to re-embrace;
Jean, to transcend those same ways and thus redeem the sacrifices made
by her family to give her a start in the world. From there, though,
matters galumph to a crassly one-sided conclusion in which Hugh ascends
to kinghood in the old Shango religion and Jean is repaid in kind for
peddling all those gaspers. It must have looked unbalanced a generation
ago; today, it seems so plonking as to call into question all of the
preceding two hours, squandering all the company's admirable efforts
and skills.
Written for the Financial
Times.
Copyright © Ian Shuttleworth; all rights
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