This is an excellent play. It is witty, sad, deep and has great resonance for middle class, semi-rural England. But it does need to done with a light and lively touch or it becomes a moan.
This production is a mixed bag. It was a Saturday matinee and the audience was tiny which did not help. But also some of the performances seemed unnecessarily heavy and solemn – almost lifeless. We still enjoyed ourselves but it seemed like a missed opportunity.
I have to be careful about this one because a close friend was in it. However, every thing we have seen at that South London Theatre Centre has been way above the average amateur standard and this was on exception. The story of Joseph Merrick, the Elephant Man, was, of course, made famous by the film starring John Hurt. It is real challenge to tackle the same theme in the theatre. The director Bernard Pomerance sensibly decided to forgo layers of latex and make up. Instead Andy Davies played Merrick using just posture and intonation and let the audience's imagination do the work. This was a fine central performance.
The evening could have been even better if there had been more variety in the pace, particularly in some of the other characters. I couldn't help feeling that the importance and difficulty of the central role had taken some of the focus off the other roles and as a result they had slipped into a "performance of least resistance" rather than being challenged to recreate each scene. However, this kind of criticism is only possibly because of the high quality of this group and its members.
