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A CurtainUp London Review
Christopher Oram’s set is imposing from the first close up view of the corner of the street with its heavy, angular architecture and peeling poster on which Eddie Carbone (Ken Stott) lives to the interior of the shoddy house with slightly awry angles, which Beatrice tries to keep nice but which looks like a palace to Sicilians illegal immigrants Marco (Gerard Monaco) and Rodolpho (Harry Lloyd). Lindsay Posner’s production holds a magnifying glass up to the dysfunctional Carbone family, relying on strong performances but here Eddie Carbone is an isolated figure, head of his own family rather than a member of the wider Italian American community. The lawyer Alfieri, played by Allan Corduner, whose lines are some of the very best of Miller’s writing, have the function of a Greek chorus and sets the scene evocatively. This is Ken Stott’s evening as he smoulders away, over—protective of his niece Catherine (Hayley Atwell) so that he neglects his loving wife and interferes tragically with the choice of husband for the girl they have brought up as their daughter. Eddie probably has repressed sexual desire for his niece. Stott shows the New Yorker’s pride but has tears in his eyes when he realizes that Catherine might grow up and away. The schoolgirls in the audience completely ruined the shock of the scene, when an infuriated Eddie kisses Rodolpho on the mouth, by giggling, annoying to both actors and serious members of the audience. Stott’s Carbone is more sympathetic than some I have seen giving the play an interesting balance. Although it is obviously unreasonable to oppose Catherine’s growing up, her American citizenship is a commodity which could increase her attraction to expedient men. Stott as the gnarled longshoreman, seethes and sulks like a bear with a sore head, his voice gruff and nasal as his natural Scots merges into New York Brooklynese. Although born in Edinburgh to a Scots father, Ken Stott’s looks can be attributed to his Sicilian mother which makes him a shoe in for Eddie Carbone. Complementing Ken Stott is Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio as Beatrice, sad and neglected by her husband Eddie. She brings a quiet desperation to their strained relationship in an effective portrayal of a caring wife and surrogate mother to her niece. Hayley Atwell as Catherine is naïve and slightly boyish rather than the "Madonna" of the text. Harry Lloyd’s Rodolpho is a flamboyant prat, tall and rangy, that it is hard to imagine who might fall for him. With his clowning ability I predict it won’t be long before he plays Aguecheek. I liked Gerard Monaco’s aggrieved Marco betrayed in a breach of the Sicilian code of honour by a jealous, obsessive Carbone turned informer. The theatre management at the Duke of York’s really do have to remind the audience of the kind of behavior expected in the theatre as the teachers were not adopting this role or, if they had, were ignored. Only this could spoil a thoroughly satisfying production of Miller’s great play.
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