‘Brimstone, Teacle’

Press, 2 April 1987, Page 8

‘Brimstone, Teacle’

“Brimstone and Treacle,” by Dennis Potter, directed by Annabelle Corbett at the Elmwood Playhouse, Fulton Avenue. April 1 to 4, and 8 to 11. Running time: 8 p.m., to 9.59 p.m. Reviewed by Elody Rathgen. “Brimstone and Treacle” is a hard-hitting play about the effects of suppressed violence and bigotry, and about the intense selfishness of people in their relationships with one another. It is a play which may offend some, and certainly should disturb us allAnnabelle Corbett, the director, has chosen a difficult and provocative play and comes close to succeeding with it The audience felt the effects of her intention and were left thoroughly subdued, especially by the impact of the final scene. Unfortunately, unsubtle touches spoiled parts of the performance. Sound effects often boomed in too suddenly, and the horse sounds during the rape scene were unnecessary.

The play concerns the unexplained interruption lives of Mr and Mrs Bites by the arrival of A

young man named Martin. Their daughter, Pattie (Julie Holden), lies helpless in the house, a victim of a car accident which left her without speech and without movement. Obviously, however, she is aware still of what is happening round her. One of the main themes of the play is the exploitation of the helpless by the powerful.

The audience was immediately aware of the sinister nature of Martin (played by Christian Boje). His hair, make-up and movements indicated his satanic nature which the “treacle” style was intended to cover. This was certainly an impressive performance, showing the range of the actor. Only a few times was I irritated by. the overdone revelation of the demonic quality. Julie-Anne Jones was a little unsettled at the start and failed to convince in the more powerfully emotional moments. However, as the play went on she gained more ease and was particularly successful in the lighter scenes. I have never seen a bottle of whisky polished off so quickly and with such

aplomb. As Pattie’s father, Patrick Dowman gave a convincing performance most of the time. At worst he was uncertain and dithery but at best he captured a credible mixture of confusion and fanaticism.

The most difficult role in the play is extremely well sustained by Julie Holden. To spend the entire time of the play lying in bed making inarticulate sounds and yet to engage the audience’s attention and sympathy throughout is quite an achievement. The rape of Pattie is clearly anticipated from the entrance of Martin and when it is finally completed there is no doubt about the horror and degradation of the act for the victim.

With so many vocal and movement restrictions placed on Julie Holden’s performance, her achievement is impressive.

This is a frightening play about the extent of brutality in our society. Although the production is flawed, few in the' audience will not be disturbed by w6at they watch. - -t.