To begin their 43rd season, Portland Actors Ensemble
took a straightforward, streamlined Hamlet and set it in Portland’s oldest
cemetery – Lone Fir Cemetery. The setting was magical. To watch a play that
echoes unceasingly with the inevitability of death while surrounded by
tombstones is an amazing experience.
The cast had to work hard to live up to the setting, and in
many cases they succeeded. The entire production was fast-paced and intense.
Occasionally the intensity seemed over-the-top for those of us with front-row
seats, but it was necessary with audiences in the hundreds night after night.
Manipulation oozed from every angle of this play – Old
Hamlet’s Ghost (Mark Rothwell) manipulating his son, Polonius (Curt Hanson)
manipulating his daughter, Claudius and Gertrude (Mark Rothwell and MaryAnne
Glazebrook) manipulating Rosencrantz and Guildenstern (Samson Syharath and Sam
Burns), Claudius manipulating Laertes (Peter Schuyler)… the list goes on and
on.
Doug Reynolds was a convincing if young-feeling Hamlet. He
made us feel the pressure the character was under – the pressure to be the
perfect son (both to his demanding, dead father and to his self-centered,
oblivious mother), the perfect prince, and the perfect boyfriend. He had to
keep up appearances the entire time and had no one that he could be himself
with. Ophelia (played by Kayla Lian) would have been the one person Hamlet
could have poured out his heart to, if her brother and father hadn’t gotten in
the way. Then Hamlet recognized that she was a chink in his armor and he
couldn’t afford the distraction, which provokes the “Get thee to a nunnery”
scene. But we really did feel that he loved her very much.
Kayla Lian did an amazing job of showing the strain that
leads to Ophelia’s madness. It was very clear that, despite his many
shortcomings, she loved her father very much. In fact, the whole family dynamic
with Polonius, Laertes and Ophelia was touchingly and beautifully done.
Polonius (Curt Hanson) was perfect. He was a believable
rather overbearing father and trusted advisor to the king, while at the same
time being a tedious windbag. Hanson’s comic timing and delivery were
brilliant.
Mark Rothwell’s performance of Claudius was remarkable,
also. Every time he was on stage I hated him a little more… and when you’re
playing a villain that means you’re doing a good job. He reminded me of a slug,
or something that gives you that slimy feeling. He was self-centered and evil
with a thin veneer of charm and polish – a perfect stage politician.
The production was filled with wonderful moments – many of
them brilliantly awkward and funny. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern excelled at
awkward, as did Adam Thompson playing Reynaldo (and various butler-esque minor
moments). Charlie Pierce made an excellent gravedigger… and watching someone
play with a skeleton in a cemetery was an experience I won’t soon forget!
My main concerns with this production were with bigger
conceptual things. For one thing, the way the players were presented bothered
me – turning the leading player into a woman and implying some past between
Hamlet and her didn’t help my view of Hamlet’s character. Say what you want
about princes or college students or whatever, I still feel like it weakened
the character and called his relationship with Ophelia into question somewhat.
With that kind of history, you almost feel like Laertes and Polonius were right
to tell Ophelia to keep her distance.
Director Bruce Hostetler also majorly minimized the Horatio
/ Hamlet friendship and turned Horatio (Scott Fullerton) into a glorified
babysitter the entire time. This did help to isolate Hamlet and require him to
put up even more of a façade, but when everyone in the play dies, you kind of
want the one person left on stage to be someone you’ve come to love and
sympathize with. This didn’t happen.
In fact, the entire second half was plagued with continuity
issues because of the way the play was cut down. Now, I totally understand the
need to cut the massive play so that people are able to sit through it. And I
don’t know how I could have done it myself. But I would not have taken out
Hamlet’s encounter with Fortinbras’s army (Act 4 scene 4 – the whole impetus
for the “How all occasions do inform against me” speech) or Hamlet’s ill-fated
trip to England. I was not convinced by the “Oh, he just decided not to go all
of a sudden” way that was handled. When Hamlet forges the letter that sends
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern to their deaths, it is a significant step in his
journey, and not one that can be left out.
The ending (after everyone dies) was also cut down
significantly, leaving out what I think of as the zinger – the “this was the
point of this story” moment – and weakening the end considerably. I missed
“So shall you hear
of carnal, bloody, and unnatural
acts,
of accidental judgments, casual
slaughters,
of deaths put on by cunning and
forced cause,
and, in this upshot, purposes
mistook
fall’n on th’ inventors’ heads. All
this can I
truly deliver” (5.2.422-428).
So while it was overall a good performance and the actors
played their parts very well, the whole thing lacked a cohesive feel and a main
point that resonates with the audience as they drive home.
The cemetery was very, very cool, though.
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