York Dramasoc’s new production of
Edward Albee’s off the wall psychological play ‘Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf’
is quite possibly the best performance I have ever seen in the barn.
Produced by Issy Smith, this truly
intriguing play is not what one might expect. Beginning with a domestic spat
between history professor George (played by Jamie Oliver) and his wife (played
by Ali Skamangas), the play soon degenerates from what, on the surface, appears
to be essentially harmless repartee, into the verbal interplay of two
psychologically damaged human beings.
Viewed from the eyes of the young
biology professor known (but not named) as Nick (played by Rory Hern) and his
brandy-addicted, painfully awkward and mouse-like wife Honey (played by Sophie
Mann) who are visiting the older couple after a late night party, the audience
similarly experience their subjective feelings of awkward involvement in what
is clearly a personal exchange, as well as the obvious, voyeuristic thrill they
experience as their hosts become increasingly vindictive and entertaining.
Of course, the evening cannot simply
stagnate at this juncture of mingled discomfiture and self-conscious
excitement, and, as the passage of time slips all too quickly through the
fingers of the middle-aged George and Martha, the game they are playing with
their young guests and with each other becomes ever more apparent, certain
truths are revealed that turn byplay into the cruel scars left by the acts of
surreptitious violence carried out by their hosts.
The title of the play is derived from
the classic song ‘Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf’, and its central theme is
the movement of time, which seems to be escaping the struggling professor, who
is failing to take over the history department at the university in the small
American town of New Carthage, and his wife, who’s marriage seems to be the product
of George’s career-motivated desire (as she is the daughter of the university’s
president). Reference is continually made to birthdays, the age difference
between the couples, birth and death, and the tolling of bells, yet the
emphasis is never over-stated, and the motifs of violence, sex, and the
addiction and excess so often associated with the mid-twentieth-century provide
the play with an extravagant multifocality, giving the audience a unique and
captivating insight into the visceral reality of a tragically damaged marriage.
There is very little to detract from
the brilliance of Dramasoc’s latest offering. The American accents of
Skamangas, Hern, and Mann were flawless, the setting was deceptively
provincial, delivering quite the scene of false security, and the acting of
every cast member was truly staggering. If there was a standout performance, Ali
Skamangas as the complex, troubled and self-conscious, but brash and
hypersexual, Martha is without doubt the finest student acting I have ever
seen. She is at once dramatic and occasionally very funny with her dry attacks
on her husband; still, the use of the song as a tension building motif, the
cyclical rhythm of the play’s three parts – beginning with a lull and rapidly
building to an aggressive climax – and the blatant, waspish ferocity of each
character as they turn on each other indiscriminately awards the audience for
their attendance with dynamic and poignant performances from all concerned.
Not only is the play simultaneously
full of the inherent tragedy of human life, and the comedy one is forced to
employ to manage the pain of this experience, but it manages to capture this
overwhelming devastation without descending into despair. With performances to match
those of a professional standard, ‘Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf’ is decidedly
one to watch.
You can see ‘Who’s Afraid of Virginia
Woolf’ at York Dramabarn at 19.30 on Saturday and Sunday.