THER
WORLDS, Robert Holman's new play at the Royal
Court, is a perplexing and ultimately irritating
enigma.
After almost three
hours of slow but absorbing drama it is as if this talented writer had suddenly
lost interest in all that has gone before.
In the final scene
the detailed naturalism which sustains most of the work is brutally cast
aside In favour of a cheap and apparently motiveless coup de theare. The
effect Is like watching a skilled landscape painter suddenly ruining his
delicately-painted canvas with a great gash of crude primary colour. Other
Worlds is set during the Napoleonic wars and tells the story of a feud
between the fishermen of Robin Hood's Bay in North Yorkshire and farmers
who live nearby.
Enclosures have
deprived the fishermen of the common land which helped supplement their
meagre income and after a pitched battle between the two communities resentment
and fear still linger 20 years on.
Holman tells his
tale with a relish for character, great detail and a real and often moving
warmth. The touching love affair between a farmer's maid and a fisherman
determined on self-improvement is destroyed by the festering hatred and
the author powerfully demonstrates how suspicion can grow rather than diminish
with the passing of the years.
But the author
plants the seed fo his own play's destruction early on. A ship is wrecked
in a terrible storm, and its mascot, a gorilla, appears to be the only survivor.
The fishermen have never seen such an animal and when they discover guns
on the wreck assume it is an invading Frenchman.
This, while straining
credibility, is just about plausible, but in the final scene, and without
explanation, the gorilla talks. The careful truthful observation of what
has gone before appears to count for nothing as the audience Is brutally
pushed into the world of absurdist drama.
Before this there
are moments of anachronistic banality, but Holman is capable of spellbinding
dialogue and there is a compassionate feeling for the strength as well as
the weakness of human nature, of ordinary people's longing for other and
better worlds.
Richard Wilson
directs with unhurried sensitivity, John Byrne has created evocative sets
which conjure the seaside out of tattered rags, and there are some fine
performances, especially from Rosemary Leach as a strong-willed sympathetic
farmer 's widow, Jim Broadbent as her sad and oafish son and Paul Copley
as the luckless lover who finally strives to reconcile the warring communities.
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