Review of Willamette Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet
11 August 2013
This has been an odd summer. I’ve been working weekends,
which means I don’t get to as much Shakespeare as I would like, and also, when
I do get to it, I don’t often have the time to write up my thoughts on what I
saw right away. So I’ve been forced to rely on an overtaxed memory to write
this review… which doesn’t seem fair to the production. On the other hand, it
means that this is about the things that really stuck out to me instead of
incidental details. So maybe it’s not ALL bad after all.
Now that we have the disclaimer out of the way, on to the review.
I am not a huge Romeo and Juliet fan.
Never have been. I could never understand why it was touted as the world’s best
love story. It’s not! It’s a pathetic love story… and not pathetic in a
wonderful romantic way, either. Pathetic in a “well that was dumb and look what
it got you into! If either of you had an ounce of maturity or common sense, you’d
both still be alive right now” way. But I went to see Willamette Shakespeare’s
production because the cast list and director looked pretty amazing. And I’m so
glad I did.
I thoroughly enjoyed it. Well… as thoroughly as one can
enjoy a tragedy where you kind of want to throttle whoever was responsible for
the tragic outcome. But even that means that the actors made me care enough
about what was going on to be upset when things go sideways.
I was especially impressed with Chris Ringkamp’s Romeo. He
was a totally believable love-struck sap… not too over the top, but enough that
from time to time you remember he was just as “deeply” in love with Rosalind at
the beginning of the play. His reaction to seeing Juliet at the balcony was
priceless.
Tamara Burgess’s Juliet was also quite good. She did an
excellent job convincing me she was 13, which is so important to the believability
of the story itself. And she was very much in love… I particularly liked the
way she couldn’t just say goodbye to Romeo at the end of the balcony scene, but
kept calling him back to tell him something else.
For all the tragedy waiting in the wings, I found the first third of the
production hysterically funny. Of course, that’s the typical love-struck idiots
part before the full weight of their messed-up families comes into play.
Juliet was obviously closer to the Nurse (Mindi Logan) than
she was to her mother. In fact, Lady Capulet (Meredith Ott) felt very much like
a socialite who had never had much time for her young daughter until now when
suitors are starting to hover. She doesn’t give Juliet much reason to bring her
woes to her or confide in her.
And that brings me to my main take-away from this production
– tragedy strikes when teenagers are left to sort out the world on their own.
They should have had someone with more wisdom and experience to help them
navigate the world… but instead all they get from their parents is more problems because
of the feud. The Nurse and Friar Lawrence (Tom Mounsey) aren’t any help,
really. But their parents are distant and distracted, so they have no recourse.
Romeo and Juliet may never be my favorite play, but thanks
to director Matthew Pavik and the cast, I can see its merits and understand a
little better its high place in Shakespearean circles. I still don’t think it’s an exemplary love story… but as a
story about two very broken and messed up families, it has a lot going for it.
