I needed to go and lie down in a cool,
dark room after seeing Loveday Ingram’s glorious revival of Aphra
Behn’s subversive 1677 Restoration romp. Lawks a-mussy, how many people
are there on that stage to fall in love with?
To name only some: the defiant Frances McNamee and the deliciously pert
Faye Castelow as Florinda and Hellena, two of three sisters who slip
out in disguise to their Spanish town’s carnival to seek love for
themselves instead of having to marry whomever their brother
prescribes; Patrick Robinson, an exiled English Cavalier officer who
has a history with Florinda; Alexandra Gilbreath, who gets to show off
both her dramatic and comic skills – not to mention both her legs – as
the famed courtesan Angellica Bianca; Leander Deeny as Ned Blunt, who
in the first half at least is the kind of weed you want to cultivate;
and Gyuri Sarossy as the ladies’ brother Don Pedro, who sports a nice
line in brocaded boxer shorts.
Most irresistible of all is Joseph Millson in the title role as
Willmore, who just can’t keep his rapier in his scabbard, in any sense.
When he’s not swashbuckling all over the place he’s chasing Angellica,
Hellena or frankly anyone who ventures within hailing distance. He also
engages in the finest comic-drunk acting I’ve seen in an age, and keeps
inserting extra lines to the extent that on press night he nearly
corpsed Gilbreath mid-fury.
This is all part of the fun. Ingram, reminding me why I so missed her
during her years of parental sabbatical, plays up the carnival
atmosphere to emphasise both the misrule and the sexiness. A live band
pounds out Latin numbers and at one point what sounded like a variation
on a theme of “Papa’s Got A Brand New Pigbag”. None of it downplays
either the wit or the intellectual audacity of Behn, the first
Englishwoman to earn a living as a writer.
It deserves to be more widely seen. Since the Royal Shakespeare Company
restored its relationship with the Barbican in London, few of its
productions have transferred into the West End proper. I humbly suggest
that this one would be a doozy.
Written for the Financial
Times.