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The Vortex

 
Robin T. Barton Review by Robin T. Barton 1 Published: 17 Aug 2007 Show Dates: 31 Dec 1969-31 Dec 1969

It’s quite tough to know by what standards to judge performances in Edinburgh. There are professional actors here doing shows with big budgets, drama students, university groups, kids and amateur groups all operating on a shoestring. It seems only fair to make allowances according to the level of experience, resources and ambition.

Centre Stage Theatre Company is, I believe, a university group. They have chosen to stage Noel Coward’s play The Vortex, the only one in which he tackled the issues of homosexuality openly and not in witty code as in some of his other plays. Though it deals with a serious issue, it still sparkles with Coward’s extraordinary wit and style.

But not here. There comes a point when making all the allowances in the world cannot excuse what went on on that stage last night. There was no program available, so I don’t know who directed. I only assume someone must have because they had obviously told the actors what gestures to make on each line (or rather, half a beat after the line). All the actors without exception shambled about, misinflecting, downward inflecting, dropping cues, bumping into furniture, and looking at the audience when they weren’t involved in the dialogue. Think Acorn Antiques. But much, much, much worse. A character actually excused herself to answer the telephone before it rang. By the second act, there had been one laugh, a phenomenal achievement with this script. It’s akin to doing The Life Of Brian to stony silence.

Okay, these guys are amateurs, but have they (especially their director) never SEEN a play before. Do they not realise that lining nine actors up in a straight line to do a scene does not lend itself to naturalism? Do they not realise that acting at any level needs you to understand what you’re saying? Do they not realise that they need to have some kind of energy, some kind of desire to be heard and seen? Do they not know that you should cast actors who look vaguely appropriate for the parts? When one of the characters was described as “frightfully good looking” never, in the history of audiences watching plays has there been so much disbelief being suspended.

The ethos of this company was best summed up when one actress gave us a particularly hammy and flouncy massacring of one of Cowards best exit lines and someone in the lighting box tried to start a round of applause. How mind-bogglingly, pathetically, naffly lacking in self-awareness is that. No matter how many allowances one can make, the bottom line is these people are charging you money to watch this, and as consumers you should be warned.

Never, ever, under any circumstances put these daughters (and sons) on the stage (any stage, any time, any place) ever, ever again, Mrs Worthington.

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Returning from their 2006 sell-out Fringe play, Centre Stage Theatre Company presents 'The Vortex'. Set around the 1920s cocktail scene, Noel Coward's controversial drama portrays a family lost in its own deceit. Your preconceptions will be shattered!