The 39 Steps
Presented by: Melbourne Theatre Company
Date Reviewed: 10th April, 2008
Venue: The Playhouse at The Arts Centre
Reviewer: Adam Rafferty – Theatre People Editor

 

 

                       L-R: Helen Christinson, Tony Taylor, Marcus Graham, Grant Piro. Photo: Jeff Busby
 

The Melbourne Theatre Company has made a delightfully fun choice in importing Partrick Barlow’s adaptation of Alfred Hitchcock’s 1935 film, The 39 Steps. This extremely entertaining, farcical romp is now in its second year on London’s West End and it’s not hard to see why.

Playing loving homage to the film (itself an adaptation of John Buchan’s 1915 novel – however Hitchcock’s plot diverts considerably from the original text) and referencing many Hitchcock classics, Barlow’s script stays true to the film’s plot and characters, but adds a shrewdly comedic flavour to the story. With just four players, an empty stage space (dressed to appear like an old-world theatre stage) and a handful of props and furniture to recreate the many settings and situations of the story, a humorous outcome is bound to occur simply due to the amount of ‘doubling’ and scene setting this requires from the cast. But Barlow has taken this further into the heights of hilarity by overplaying the stereotypical ‘terribly, terribly English’ stiff upper-lip and melodrama of the films of that era.   

The plot concerns Richard Hannay, who while on visit to London attends the theatre to see ‘Mr. Memory’, a man who can perform astounding feats of recollection. Suddenly shots are fired and in the resulting hubbub, he finds himself in the presence of Annabella Smith, a dark and mysterious woman who convinces him to allow her to seek refuge at his Portland Place flat. Once there she confides to him that she is spy who has uncovered a plot to steal vital British military secrets and now she is being hunted by assassins out to stop her. That night she is stabbed in the back with Hannay’s bread knife but she survives long enough to warn him to flee her pursuers. Left looking the culprit and now determined to break the spy ring, he sets off to Scotland to locate a man missing a top joint from his pinkie finger!

Marcus Graham plays Hannay with matinee idol aplomb and is thoroughly convincing as the dandy. Described as having “A rather sweetly turned up nose and of course his very attractive pencil moustache. His time on the moors has made him slightly more rugged looking, which makes him look even better looking than he did before.”, Graham carries off this description with requisite pleased humility. Rarely off stage and conducting all his exploits in a three-piece suit, Graham handles the comedy and physicality of this role brilliantly.

The three roles of Annabella the spy, the crofter’s wife Margaret and love-interest Pamela are played with wonderful comic exaggeration by delightful MTC newcomer Helen Christinson. Her wide-eyed innocence as Margaret and enigmatic intensity as Annabella serve to highlight the contrasting self-righteousness of her Pamela, and Christinson embodies the classic black & white era heroine beautifully.

The remaining 135-odd roles are played by Grant Piro and Tony Taylor in what can only be described as virtuoso performances. The pair are truly remarkable in their ability to populate the story with a cavalcade of comic characters encompassing a variety of accents, sexes and ages – even displaying a wide variety of differing Scottish brogues as Hannay travels the Highlands. It’s a sight to behold when a group’ of these characters all begin to interact with each other! And Piro’s Mr. Memory recitation of quite possibly the most complicated monologue ever written is a feat unto itself. Taylor, whose performance often has flavours of Blackadder’s Baldrick, has many side-splitting moments but he hits the heights with his inquisitive Scottish hotel-keeper’s wife. Really though, it’s hard to pick out specific highlights for these two actors as it is the marathon performances of the pair that make The 39 Steps the thoroughly entertaining show it is. These guys are the true stars of the show.

With West End Director Maria Aitken restaging the production here (incorporating Toby Sedgwick’s brilliant movement plot) we have the good fortune to experience the equivalent of travelling to London for a night out at the theatre without having to endure a long and expensive flight. By this time Aitken’s direction has reached a polish that sets the pace and camber of the presentation at exactly the right mark. Further recreating Peter McIntosh’s original set and costume designs is a wise move as they could hardly be improved upon and, certainly in the case of the set, are an integral part of the show’s concept. And the concept, by Simon Corble and Nobby Dimon is a brilliant one. The use of shadow play, fog, lighting effects and the ingenious setting of a limited amount of furniture and props, transports the viewer to the innumerable locations of the story and adds a new quirky delight at every turn.

Fans of Hitchcock receive special treats throughout the night, as little salutes to the great man and his work are dotted throughout the piece, but no familiarity with either the film or the book is required to understand or enjoy this charming adaptation. It’s rarely that I ever feel a play is ‘cute’ but that is certainly the case with this sweet little show. There’s something in the affectionate ribbing of 1930s English film performances that makes the humour of this piece special, and when combined with the powerhouse performances of this cast, you’d be hard pressed to find a more enjoyable night out right now.

 


 


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