British,
and in particular English, theatre audiences are often stereotyped as
formally conservative, unwilling to consider much beyond a naturalistic
production that adheres slavishly to the text. There is some truth in
this, but only a very little. Indeed, on a number of occasions we feel
disappointed, even sold short, when a production does not play fast and
loose enough. Take the Brazilian Companhia BufoMecânica’s production,
hosted by the RSC as part of the World Shakespeare Festival. We had
been promised a multimedia, circus-skilled meditation upon the
character of Richard of Gloucester drawing on all the history plays.
What we get is more or less a straight run through
Richard III save for three
significant interpolations, and one of those is from the semi-related
character of Gloucester in
King Lear.
As for the style… well, a couple of musicians blend live playing with a
programmed score, a video camera crops up a few times and some video
projections appear on the backdrop and/or floor, but nothing that would
turn a hair in 2012. A printed scene-by-scene synopsis (the piece is
played almost entirely in Brazilian Portuguese, with surtitles) may
promise wackiness such as “Boar-headed Richard […] watches as the other
actors change clothes and dance”, but again the reality is more
anodyne. The only significant oddity is that the character of Richard
himself is played at various times by most or all the 12-strong cast,
sometimes several at once, but to no notable effect.
Co-director Cláudio Baltar may once have been involved with punk-circus
pioneers Archaos, but 20-odd years later the phrase “circus skills”, as
is so regularly the case in theatre, basically means aerialism. And
however competently executed the work on swings, ropes and so on may
be, the benchmark of adventurousness in both conception and execution
in this area has now been set by Iceland’s Vesturport company. Despite
one or two nifty touches, such as the ghosts of Richard’s victims
physically hovering over him and Richmond as they sleep on the eve of
the battle of Bosworth, the Brazilians do not match up. And a
three-hour running time makes for a lot of not much. I fear that the
show’s London run later this month at the Roundhouse, lately the host
of CircusFest, will expose it to an even more demanding audience.
Written for the Financial
Times.