Creon (Eccleston) and Antigone (Jodie Whittaker). Picture: Johan Persson |
Welcome to Antigone, showing at the National Theatre. Sure, this is a modern retelling of sorts, but that doesn't mean any of the death and blood are lessened.
Antigone tells the story of the titular character, who disobeys her uncle Creon's law and buries her brother. In return Creon sentences her to death, and although any number of people tell him to back down - including the blind prophet Teiresias - he refuses to do so.
The
play belongs to Christopher Eccleston as Creon, who we see turn from an
honourable leader (of sorts) to a tyrant to a broken man (covered in blood) in the space of 90
minutes.
The play
opens with a stunning reference to one of the most famous political photographs of the last few years, as the characters recreate the image of
President Obama and Hillary Clinton watching the capture and killing of
Osama Bin Laden.
And
the opening signifies the tune of the rest of the play. Yes, this is
Sophocles' Antigone, but Don Taylor wants to make it clear in his
version that all the things Sophocles wrote about thousands of years ago
are still relevant today, and the play is used as a comment on modern
society.
So
there are plenty of references to terrorism, and a clear argument about
who in the play is a terrorist. Is it Antigone, who disobeys the laws
of the land? Or is it Creon, the leader who abuses his power and can't
see the woods for the trees?
And
there is also much made of the role of women in society. Creon
underestimates Antigone, dismissing her as a woman who would not be
brave enough to disobey his word, only believing she has committed a
crime when the evidence becomes too much. Ismene, Antigone's sister,
while not directly taking part in the act, stands up to her uncle,
surprising him.
And after years of being useful only for bearing children, sending sandwiches for lunch and making sure Creon's tie is straight and his suit jacket unrumpled, Creon's wife Eurydice proves that her role as mother is perhaps more important than any other relationship in the play. It is only when she kills herself out of grief that Creon realises the women in his life should have been more valued, and he shouldn't have underestimated them.
The women actors are all strong, even as their characters sometimes wither under the command of the men.
Also good is Luke Newberry as Haemon, Creon and Eurydice's son, who commits suicide after finding Antigone has hanged herself in the cave where she was banished to die by Creon. Although Haemon initially comes across as a bit of a drip, he grows stronger in a scene where he tells his father how the people feel about Antigone's sentence.
In one of the few, if not only, comic interludes in the play, Haemon proceeds to disguise his own thoughts as those of others, providing an interesting back and forth between him and Creon. And while the exchange is humourous, it masks a very, very serious opinion - that everyone thinks Creon is wrong to sentence Antigone to death just for caring about her brother.
It's a play partially about power, and how it changes people. It clearly changes Creon, and it changes those around him, who are too afraid to stand up for what is right in the face of his power, at least not until it's too late.
Creon (Eccleston) with members of the company. Picture: Johan Persson |
Movement and music are used to great effect throughout. There are a number of scenes during which all the characters move at the same time, and then stop at the same moments. It's the little touches that are really noticeable - two characters lifting cups of coffee at the same time, the placing of chairs after each movement. This isn't just acting, it's also dance.
There were so many little things going on, at times I didn't know where I wanted to look the most. You could watch this play a dozen times, and still notice a dozen different things each time. Perhaps I should go and see it again...
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