Theatre Review

 

The Pirates of Penzance

Oxford University Gilbert & Sullivan Society
St. John's Auditorium, 30th Jan - 3rd Feb 2001

When The Pirates of Penzance first went before London audiences in 1880, it proved so popular that it indirectly caused a public order problem. Enthusiasm for Gilbert & Sullivan's operettas reached such a height during its run that when their next piece, Patience, was premièred, fighting broke out in the streets amongst those anxious to secure the last few tickets.

Those waiting outside St John's College Auditorium last night managed, by and large, to keep their fists to themselves. But the O U Gilbert & Sullivan Society's opening performance of Pirates was all but sold out, a measure of the continuing popularity this famous opera, and of the hype which this first-rate production has generated. As something of a G & S novice, I approached Tuesday night's excursion into the heart of Victorian light opera with some trepidation. But from the opening bars these fears were proven to be ill-founded nonsense
The dash, verve and sheer joie de vivre of the cast delighted the capacity audience, as did the cheerful professionalism of the orchestra. The director, Charlie Wilson, has obviously taken a fairly back-to-basics approach, eschewing the modern fashion for updating G & S, and leaving the music and humour stripped bare and shining through. He has, however, left his cast room for interpretation, which was exploited to the full - most notably, perhaps, by the policemen with their hilarious exercise in camp. Excellent performances included Sir Woby Cathcart as the Sergeant of Police (distinctly uneffeminate, I should add) and Tom West as the Lieutenent of the Pirate band. But perhaps the most impressive performance came from Matthew Rogers as the Pirate King. Rising above the bubble perm wig, he gave his portrayal of this charming blackguard a knowing swagger, while hinting at the lost orphan within. This was a truly dexterous display of stagecraft, with fine characterisation and even better singing. I also particularly enjoyed Jonathan Morgan as the Major-General, who attacked the role with infectious humour and vigour.
Gilbert & Sullivan's swashbuckling tale of the famous Pirates, their unwilling apprentice (a slave of duty) the Major-General and his daughters is told with such grace and sly humour that it does not show its 121 years. A final mention is due to the good people of the St John's Wine Tasting Society, who, upon being mistaken for an interval oasis, proved accommodating beyond the call of duty. One among them bade us point out what a generally splendid place St John's is for supporting such events, and it would be churlish to refuse.

Sarah Montgomery, 30 / 1 / 01