A
different kind of comedy
Mistaken iden-tity, two love interests and an appalling mother-in-law.
Now that makes for great comedy. Many, if not all of us, can identify
with at least one of those themes. The Importance of Being Earnest
is more than a social critique. It’s more than a period comedy.
After watching it I’m still unable to place it in a suitable
category. Would I want to watch it again? Why, of course.
The
four main actors bonded well on stage. The two Earnests, John (Nigel
Balakrishnan) and Algernon (Joachim Johanssen) had an excellent,
if at times monotonous rapport. Their love-hate relationship was
always clearly and obviously brought out. The two women, Cecily
(Nelum Goonetilleke) and Gwendolyn (Jinashri Samarakoon), played
their parts to perfection, and brought out brilliantly what Wilde
was trying to expose – the hypocrisy of high society at the
time.
Neluka
Silva played Lady Bracknell with gusto, and it must be said that
she very nearly had it all under control. At times however, the
good Lady tended to be tedious, slowing down the pace and giving
the attention of the audience space to wander.
The
minor characters as a whole were satisfactory, with entrances and
exits being very close to perfect. The two butlers Lane (Lasantha
Rodrigo) and Merriman (Arun Perera) along with Miss. Prism (Tania
Samarasinghe) and Dr. Chasuble (Namel Weeramuni) kept the play together
with neat, precise, filler dialogue. As a drawback, it must be said
that at times speech was unclear, and this is unforgivable –
given the excellent acoustics of the Punchi Theatre.
Where
the actors excelled however, the production team or ‘crew’
failed. The blackouts, or inter-scene changes were far too long,
and the writer even recalls the lights coming on during one of them.
The cast had obviously put their heart and soul into the production
and it was sad that their efforts should be marred by such technical
occurrences.
Apart
from these minor drawbacks however the play proceeded without glitch.
The pace dropped at a few points, but was always promptly picked
up again. The actors brought out the subtlety of Wilde’s cynicism
beautifully and each line was delivered to perfection.
The
stage was used well, with lots of important scenes being acted out
on the apron, just inches from the first row. They successfully
drew the audience in, binding the attention around the front of
the stage for the key scenes, and then shifting it back to middle
centre for the lighter, ‘breather’ scenes. The climax
however, it must be said, could have been a bit more intense, with
more thought being made to character placement.
The
play had elements of social criticism and moments of fine political
analysis. There were bits of parody, and long snippets of intense
sarcasm. Between the “Bunburying” and “metaphysical
speculation” there were moments of such intense merriment
that the writer couldn’t help but emit loud snorts.
We
laughed at the wit of Algernon, at the pompousness of Lady Bracknell,
at the hypocrisy of Gwendolyn and at the intense agitation of Jack.
We laughed at nearly everything. Wilde’s wit and wordplay
shone through to create a rich tapestry of pun and paradox that
left us in gales of pure, unchecked laughter. For a little over
two hours, we all lost ourselves in a wonderful parody of nineteenth
century England.
Most
of all however, the play heralded a brave shift away from the Aristophanic
comedy that Sri Lankan audiences have grown so partial to. Without
realising it, the actors had conned us in to laughing at wit of
dialogue, and not at slapstick. They had embraced comedy as a form
of serious expression. It was comedy that makes you think. Comedy
that grows on you. Comedy that is a lot more than just hollow laughter.
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