A
puzzling pairing, this. For several performances during the run (one
couldn’t in all conscience describe the two plays as being “in
repertoire” with each other), Wilde’s classic is interspersed with or
preceded by Harley Granville-Barker’s one-act piece, which is here
receiving its première full staging. The two works have little in
common: Wilde really should have stuck with the glittering but hollow
paradox of his first-draft subtitle, “a serious comedy for trivial
people”, rather than switching the adjectives, whereas
Granville-Barker’s play is entirely in earnest. That is not to say it
is sombre; it includes a number of quasi-Wildean epigrams, but where
Wilde deployed his arsenal in order at best to sugar the points he made
and sometimes to avoid making any at all, the barbs in
Farewell To The Theatre are the cynical candour of old friends.
More
than friends, in fact: Edward has not only been Dorothy’s lawyer for
many years but has proposed marriage to her on several occasions. Here,
as they survey the worsening finances of her theatre and she decides
finally to retire, their conversation turns again and again to the
difference between Edward’s conviction in personal substance and
integrity and Dorothy’s “that the world of other people is the only
world there is”, which sometimes means appearing insubstantial but is
no less meaningful as a life choice. It was Granville-Barker’s own
valediction in 1916. Jane Asher and Richard Cordery breathe life into
the conversation without, in Stephen Unwin’s production, animating it
excessively.
They return in the Wilde,
with Cordery’s touching faith as Edward replaced by amiable bumbling as
Canon Chasuble and Asher as Lady Bracknell occasionally resembling
Margaret Thatcher in shriller mode. This is a fine, unspectacular
rendition of the play with neither triumphs nor disasters, although
Bruce Mackinnon’s too-21st-century camp as Algy can set one’s teeth on
edge now and again. Hayden Griffin’s design puts a mock-picture frame
around the action on the Rose’s proscenium-arch-less stage; Unwin may
be a little too keen to demonstrate the theatre’s versatility by having
the Canon and Miss Prism exit and enter through the auditorium. Kirsty
Besterman and Jenny Rainsford (in her professional début) are assured
in their control of the central, delicious Gwendolen/Cecily duologue,
and the production will do admirably until the next
Earnest comes along in a while.
Written for the Financial
Times.