Herewith, this rather belated commentary:
Saturday, Sept. 12, we drove the long road to Spring Green (complete with scenic detour) for a Shakespeare double-header: “A Winter’s Tale,” in the afternoon, and “Henry V” in the evening. Although scatter showers were a possibility, the weather held good, breaking a rain jinx that had plagued us on the “history” plays.
“A Winter’s Tale” is a “comedy” in that it has a happy ending. Nevertheless, it is a dark and strange play, with very little funny about it, save for the comedic characters of the rustics who are only named as “Shepherd,” (Jonathan Smoots), and his son, “Clown” (Steve Haggard).
The first half of the play deals with the jealousy of Leontes, King of Sicilia (David Daniel). He has pushed his virtuous wife, Hermione (Colleen Madden) to befriend his childhood companion, Polixenes, King of Bohemia ( ), and then puts the worst possible interpretation on their innocent interaction. Daniel gives a searing interpretation of Leontes’ paranoia, which is every bit as powerful as that of Shakespeare’s Othello. On the one hand, it is more terrible because Leontes is doing it all to himself, with no Iago to mislead him, but also more contemptible, since he does not have the excuse of relying on faked evidence. When Leontes commands Camillo, his steward (Darragh Kennan), to poison Polixenes, Camillo rebels, warns Polixenes, and the two of them flee to
Soon after Antigonus departs, the King’s messengers to the Oracle of Apollo at
Polixenes blameless; Camillo a true subject; Leontes
a jealous tyrant; his innocent babe truly begotten;
and the king shall live without an heir, if that
which is lost be not found.”
Leontes dares even to rage against Apollo and declare the oracle false, until a messenger arrives with the news that his son has suddenly died. Hermione falls into a swoon, and is likewise shortly pronounced dead. Leontes is overcome with grief as his eyes are opened to his folly.
Meanwhile, Antigonus has landed on the shores of “the deserts of
The second part of the play picks up sixteen years later, with Perdita, having grown into beauty, believing she is the Shepherd’s daughter. Her looks and grace have won the love of Florizel ( ), son of Polixenes. The course of true love, however, does not run smooth, and how things all work out, driven in part by the machinations of Camillo, and the rogue Autolycus (Brian Robert Mani), are in some ways logical, and in some ways fantastic. The second half has a more farcical tone than the first, but with some jolts of drama, such as when Polixenes, threatening Perdita, shows that he can be just as tyrannical as his former friend, Leontes.
The stand-out acting job in this performance was David Daniel as Leontes, who held nothing back in his portrayal of the king whose jealousy rises to the level of mental illness. I was impressed by how Daniel, whom I have tended to see as a second-string leading man, has matured as an actor. He was of course well supported by the rest of the cast who were as ever line-perfect and effective in their roles. The very stark set, consisting of one wedge-shaped piece of ramp and a skeletal throne-like chair, proved quite versatile in presenting the various scenes. I’m not sure why the fashion for early Twentieth-century period costuming in Shakespeare persists, but at least the costumes did not distract—with one exception. Perdita, in the scenes at the farmstead, is given a pleated linen gown which looked like a leftover from “Anthony and Cleopatra,” did not flatter her, and was entirely unlike the other “shepherdess” outfits on stage.
Overall, a very fine performance we were glad to have enjoyed.
The evening’s show was “Henry V,” which made it a very long day for Matt Schwader and David Daniel , both of whom had major roles in this play also, Schwader as Henry, and Daniel as Fluellen, among others. There were some very interesting approaches taken with this production. Taking as a theme the Chorus’ (
In my opinion, the play benefited from the “uncut” treatment APT is famous for, which shows us that Henry’s attempt at boosting the morale of his troops before Agincourt is not a qualified success; that “Hal” has not lost the sense of humour he had in his days with Falstaff; and gives us the (all offstage) lamentable deaths of Falstaff, old and “heartbroken,”; Nym and Bardolph, hanged as thieves; Falstaff’s page, slain at Agincourt, one of the “none else of name;” and Pistol, angry and bitter, left to return to England, a life of crime, and no doubt an end similar to Nym and Bardolph.
Schwader gives a very energetic and naturalistic performance as Henry, which works well with the direction given the play. Having played one of Shakespeare’s Welshmen (“Sir Hugh” in “Merry Wives of Windsor,”) I can attest that it is difficult to make American audiences take the Welsh as funny as Shakespeare evidently thought them, but Daniel did as well as anyone I have seen with his aggressive and canting Fluellen. It was fun and interesting to see actors like Smoots go smoothly from being the high-flown Constable of France in one scene to the grubby and growling Pistol in the next; equally good was Carrie Coon as Falstaff’s boy and Princess Katharine, with kudos to her and Tim Gittings for pronunciation of French that made clear why parts of the English-teaching scene should be funny--.
This was a really fine show that I would recommend to anyone. (And we enjoyed it the more for not having been rained out!)