Everyman review – a rousing display.
4 /
5 stars
By their first productions shall ye know them. Or shall we? When
Trevor Nunn took over as artistic director of the National Theatre, he
opened with a production of Ibsen’s An Enemy of the People that was choreographed like a musical.
Nicholas Hytner began with an Iraq-inflected Henry V that prefigured his sharp urban Shakespeares. Rufus Norris starts with what is essentially a new play – Carol Ann Duffy’s 21st-century version of Everyman. He uses it to give a rousing display of his theatrical lexicon: brilliant visual effects, inventive music, diverse casting, environmental concern.
The casting sets out to stir. God is a woman. Wearing Marigolds and pushing a mop, Kate Duchêne gives the divine boss a world-on-her-shoulders weariness. Dermot Crowley is a fine and caustic Death, in surgical overalls. “You’re taking it very personally,” he says to Everyman, about his impending exit from life. Chiwetel Ejiofor is Everyman; “Ev” to his intimates. He is everything you would want in a role that requires him to command attention without being overwhelming. He has had, from his earliest stage appearances, the ability to radiate, to transfix by quietness as well as by sudden flares. He uses that to the full here.
The visual effects are tremendous, from the opening moment when Ev plummets from top to bottom of the stage. Tal Rosner’s spinning videos evoke tsunami and griddling rain, and scatter blocks of colour as if a Matisse was being dismembered. A derelict natural world is conjured in a marvellous episode dominated by plastic-bag monsters. A giant fan scatters rubbish – and is then turned on to the audience. Music weaves together the medieval and the modern.
There is a difficulty. It lies in Duffy’s script. This is lively, demotic, outspoken – as is the 15th-century morality play, though that did not mention colostomy bags. Yet it is also avowedly secular. Take away from Everyman the fear of Judgment, and you are left with an often attenuated satire on 21st-century consumerism. Justified, perhaps, but frequently familiar – and, in the case of the coke-snorting, roaring, sharp-suited binge with which the play begins, over-extended. It is unlikely that anyone will leave the theatre frightened for their own life. Neither – there is a muddle between the personal and the universal– are they likely to fear anew for the future of the world. The sensational staging, with gilded mannequins pirouetting around as Everyman’s earthly goods, does not provide that fear. Still, it can magnetise an audience.
theguardian
Olivier, London
Rufus Norris begins his directorship at the National with Chiwetel Ejiofor starring as a superb Everyman in Carol Ann Duffy’s take on the 15th century morality play
Rufus Norris begins his directorship at the National with Chiwetel Ejiofor starring as a superb Everyman in Carol Ann Duffy’s take on the 15th century morality play
Nicholas Hytner began with an Iraq-inflected Henry V that prefigured his sharp urban Shakespeares. Rufus Norris starts with what is essentially a new play – Carol Ann Duffy’s 21st-century version of Everyman. He uses it to give a rousing display of his theatrical lexicon: brilliant visual effects, inventive music, diverse casting, environmental concern.
The casting sets out to stir. God is a woman. Wearing Marigolds and pushing a mop, Kate Duchêne gives the divine boss a world-on-her-shoulders weariness. Dermot Crowley is a fine and caustic Death, in surgical overalls. “You’re taking it very personally,” he says to Everyman, about his impending exit from life. Chiwetel Ejiofor is Everyman; “Ev” to his intimates. He is everything you would want in a role that requires him to command attention without being overwhelming. He has had, from his earliest stage appearances, the ability to radiate, to transfix by quietness as well as by sudden flares. He uses that to the full here.
The visual effects are tremendous, from the opening moment when Ev plummets from top to bottom of the stage. Tal Rosner’s spinning videos evoke tsunami and griddling rain, and scatter blocks of colour as if a Matisse was being dismembered. A derelict natural world is conjured in a marvellous episode dominated by plastic-bag monsters. A giant fan scatters rubbish – and is then turned on to the audience. Music weaves together the medieval and the modern.
There is a difficulty. It lies in Duffy’s script. This is lively, demotic, outspoken – as is the 15th-century morality play, though that did not mention colostomy bags. Yet it is also avowedly secular. Take away from Everyman the fear of Judgment, and you are left with an often attenuated satire on 21st-century consumerism. Justified, perhaps, but frequently familiar – and, in the case of the coke-snorting, roaring, sharp-suited binge with which the play begins, over-extended. It is unlikely that anyone will leave the theatre frightened for their own life. Neither – there is a muddle between the personal and the universal– are they likely to fear anew for the future of the world. The sensational staging, with gilded mannequins pirouetting around as Everyman’s earthly goods, does not provide that fear. Still, it can magnetise an audience.
theguardian
Everyman
a new adaptation by Carol Ann Duffy
★★★★
‘Bold. Attention grabbing. A startling contemporary version by Carol Ann Duffy.’
Evening Standard
Playing until 30 August
★★★★
‘Bold. Attention grabbing. A startling contemporary version by Carol Ann Duffy.’
Evening Standard
Playing until 30 August
Everyman
Limited availability in June, good availability from mid July - Day Tickets and Friday Rush available.
Friday Rush
Every Friday at 1pm a limited number of £20 tickets for the following week’s performances will be released online. Find out more.
£15 Day Tickets
Available in person on the day of the performance. Find out more.
NT Live
Broadcast on 16 July, 7pm. Find your nearest venue.
Everyman is successful, popular and riding high when Death comes calling. He is forced to abandon the life he has built and embark on a last, frantic search to recruit a friend, anyone, to speak in his defence. But Death is close behind, and time is running out.
One of the great primal, spiritual myths, Everyman asks whether it is only in death that we can understand our lives. A cornerstone of English drama since the 15th century, it now explodes onto the stage in a startling production with words by Carol Ann Duffy, Poet Laureate, and movement by Javier De Frutos.
Chiwetel Ejiofor takes the title role.
Contains strong language and adult themes
School groups: suitable for KS4+
Wed 22 July, 3pm
Photography by Simon Sorted
Friday Rush
Every Friday at 1pm a limited number of £20 tickets for the following week’s performances will be released online. Find out more.
£15 Day Tickets
Available in person on the day of the performance. Find out more.
NT Live
Broadcast on 16 July, 7pm. Find your nearest venue.
Everyman is successful, popular and riding high when Death comes calling. He is forced to abandon the life he has built and embark on a last, frantic search to recruit a friend, anyone, to speak in his defence. But Death is close behind, and time is running out.
One of the great primal, spiritual myths, Everyman asks whether it is only in death that we can understand our lives. A cornerstone of English drama since the 15th century, it now explodes onto the stage in a startling production with words by Carol Ann Duffy, Poet Laureate, and movement by Javier De Frutos.
Chiwetel Ejiofor takes the title role.
Contains strong language and adult themes
School groups: suitable for KS4+
Talks and events
Chiwetel Ejiofor on EverymanWed 22 July, 3pm
Photography by Simon Sorted