Kings of War is my second Shakespearean mash-up by Ivo van Hove (who directed Toneelgroep
Amsterdam in performance of the adaptation by Bart van den Eynde and Peter
van Kraaij). The first (Roman
Tragedies in 2012: http://mollyismusing.blogspot.com/2012/11/friends-romans-dutch.html
) was longer, truer, better. This outing
is more particularly edited, not unsuitable for the U.S. election season. In this production, van Hove and his cohorts
for this translation by Rob Klinkenberg “adapted” Shakespeare’s Henry V, Henry VI Parts 1, 2 (not so much) and 3, and Richard III into one evening about kings and family feuds and wars
and just plain murder. Or was it?
The first two hours and twenty minutes of
the evening were engaging, imaginative, clever, even funny. The main events (political) of Henry V (“H5”)
were covered, then on to Henry VI (“H6”) part 1, sliding over part 2, then
clarifying the raison d’être
for Richard III (“R3”) in part 3 of H6.
We fell from some highflying places to a very poor R3 for the second
half of the production, so bad I catnapped during the last 20 minutes or so and
didn’t miss a thing. What happened? Why were
van Hove, van den Eynde and van Kraaij able to, according to their own themes, comprehensibly
condense four plays into less than 2 ½ hours, and make a hash-up in under two
hours of the last one.
For the first half, the
setting was modern, easy to rearrange, and augmented with continuous video and
supertitles showing us what was happening offstage. In Shakespeare, offstage
usually means violence, and sometimes it does in Kings of War. We’d watch backstage action on video until
those participants entered the playing area.
At one point, what we saw were lots of sheep. (They were not really backstage.) The music of the first half was brass (by
“Blindman”: Konstantin Koev, Charlotte van Passen, Daniel Quiles Cascant, and
Daniel Ruibal Ortigueira), very exciting and fitting, especially with the
inclusion of the marvelous contratenor Steve
Dugardin.
Each king was
introduced on a red patterned carpet rolled onto the stage. We have already seen the procession, of
course, on the video. The new king,
Cardinals, right-hand men, queens, mothers and the like, all those people who
have or wish to have the power behind the throne, would walk in step behind him
(each him) as he walks to his coronation.
It’s a nifty set up, making it perfectly clear whose reign it is, with
the King’s name flashed on the supertitle just to make sure we all knew what’s
what.
The Coronation of Henry V (Photo by Jan Versweyveld) |
Shakespeare generally
puts the real violence offstage, therefore it appeared on video (by Tal Yardin)
in this production. Some of it was
rather harrowing, and York’s examination of Uncle Gloucester’s offstage corpse
in H6 was ghastly and effective. Van
Hove and his colleagues seemed most interested in the political machinations of
the kings’ courts, courtiers, advisers, wives, so it was confusing but
delightful that he retained the wooing scene between King Henry and Katharina
toward the end of H5.
There were some
interesting and well-articulated performances in multiple roles by
·
Eelco Smits
as Grey in H5 and the king himself in Henry VI
·
Leon Voorberg
as Charles VI of France in H5, Warwick and later Stanley
·
Aus Greidanus Jr. as Gloucester, the regent for Henry VI, and later as Buckingham in R3,
doing nice creepy work in the latter
·
Bart Slegers as
the Chief of Staff in H5, York in H6 and later Edward IV (however briefly) in
R3
·
Hélène Devos was adorable as Katharina in H5, with interesting
choices (hers, van Hove’s?) as Lady Anne in R3
·
Robert de Hoog
was excellent as a whiny Dauphin in H5, as the manipulative snake oil salesman Suffolk
in H6, and charmingly broken as Clarence in R3.
But the best, the star
of the evening, was Chris Nietvelt. I’d seen her as Cleopatra (among others) in
the Roman Tragedies, and here she
played three roles: Montjoy, the French
courier in H5, then Leonora, foolish and self-destructive wife to Gloucester in
H6, and finally Elizabeth, wife then widow to Edward IV, mother to the two princes
murdered in the Tower and to young Elizabeth, wanted by Richard for his third
wife (lest you worry, eventually to marry Richmond, Henry VII). Ms. Nietvelt continues her fine characterizations
and truthful performances that I learned to expect from her the last time I sat
through many hours of Shakespeare in Dutch.
King Henry VI and Queen Margareta |
There were some rather
dull performances in single roles: Marieke Heebink as the Duchess of York
in R3, when she was as shallow as her theatrical son: Hans Kesting as Richard III.
Also far from stellar and merely scary was Janni Gosling as Margareta, queen then widow of Henry VI, lover of
Suffolk, and theatrically Johnny-one-note from the moment we met her.
While I’m naming
names, design and lighting by Jan
Versweyveld, music by Eric Sleichim
(yay first half, boo second half); costumes by An D’Huys.
In the second half, the
set looked like the lobby of a middle class hotel. We saw that what had been
the musicians’ gallery in the first half was populated with a “disc jockey”
with no discs, just a machine to control the electronic sound, which produced irritating
noise. But then, most of the second half
was annoying.
Hans Kesting enters as
Richard with a birthmark on his face and a limp. His clothes are ill-tailored so he seems to
be more physically inhibited than he is.
Richard was drawn to a full length mirror onstage, and kept returning to
it. Between that and the video filming
him looking at himself, I had double vision with nausea. Halfway through, to top it off, for no reason
at all, Richard takes off his clothes center stage to change into his not much
different costume for his coronation. It
took much longer than it deserved. There
could have been ten minutes cut off the playing time. Surely there were other places to edit as
well.
From a firm start with
the Henry plays, the evening devolved to an uninspired R3. Kings of War, while shorter than the excellent Roman Tragedies that led us to this adventure, did not live up to
that 2012 production
This company uses the
same designers and videographers and some of the same actors. Interestingly, one of the flaws of this
modern styling and the microphones and the television and the video is the same
problem the Roman Tragedies had in
the same BAM Opera House back in 2012: that I often could not tell who on the
stage was speaking (particularly when two of the younger male actors looked
rather similar to one another). The
miking of actors must be compensated for in the staging so we don’t wonder who’s
speaking, what with all those sounds coming from the same place. I also noted that the first two plays of the Roman Tragedies (Coriolanus and Julius
Caesar) were well edited and “mashed” but that the last play, Antony &
Cleopatra, like the last play in Kings of
War, Richard III, lasted too long, as if the editors got tired and just
said, this will have to do.
In any case, I’m glad I
experienced this production, flaws and all, and will give the next
Shakespearean mash-up from Toneelgroep Amsterdam a try.
~ Molly Matera, signing off to re-read Coriolanus to
figure out how much the Red Bull Theater production cut.
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