'Kiss Me Kate' review or 'Champagne lyrics and snarling affection.'
'Kiss
Me Kate', Music and Lyrics by Cole Porter. Book by Sam and Bella
Spewack
The
Old Vic Theatre, Tuesday 27th
November 2012
Written for Culture Wars
Written for Culture Wars
The
search for a classy, festive show – rather than another bleeding
pantomime – is a tricky one. But Cole Porter's 'Kiss Me Kate' ticks
all the boxes with one heck of a flourish. This is undoubtedly a
silly musical. It doesn't pretend to be anything otherwise. However,
based as it is around a musical interpretation of 'The Taming of the
Shrew', it also allows the audience to chuckle, knowingly, at
Bard-flavoured jokes. What more could the snazzy, ever so slightly
smug Old Vic audience desire?
Trevor
Nunn is back on form here, following his lukewarm take on Ayckbourn's
'A Chorus of Disapproval'. He should stick to musicals; their
boldness, magnitude and pocketed charm suit Nunn perfectly. Yes, this
production sometimes feels a little old fashioned; we meet all the
characters in a carefully choreographed intro routine and the stage
is lit up in 'red' to indicate, err, heat. But it really doesn't
matter. What matters here is bold performances, a disciplined chorus
and oodles of wit, all of which are resplendent in this confidently
cheeky production.
The
show has transferred from Chichester and it feels well-oiled.
Everything – the acting, lighting, punchlines and choreography –
is snappy and clean. There's no point in hanging around with a Cole
Porter musical. He wasn't interested in narrative, although that
genre was in vogue when 'Kiss Me Kate' came out in 1948. Cole was
interested in dazzling. Dazzling and laughter.
The
wit on show here is something else. It isn't just evident in Cole's
champagne lyrics. This is a man who could rhyme with orange, if a
good punchline was in the offing. What's truly impressive, is that
the laughs are also so cleverly wrapped up in the music. The
musicians become comedians, at Cole's bidding.
The
best instance of this is when hammy actor Fred Graham (Alex Bourne)
– playing Petruchio on stage and, to a certain extent, off stage –
laments his lost single life with the song, 'Where is the Life that I
Led?' It's a brilliant comic number, in which Petruchio woefully
recalls his ex-lovers. The music adapts brilliantly to the lyrics,
painting each lover – from around the globe – with precise
flourishes. Fiddles, banjos or the macho frustration of a marching
band don't just underscore the jokes – they are the joke.
It's
the silliest numbers that bring this show to life (those – and the
exceptionally infectious 'It's Too Darn Hot', performed with
audaciously laid back flair by Jason Pennycooke). Lilli Vanessi
(Hannah Waddingham) – our Katherine for the evening – blasts out
the venomous 'I Hate Men' with little spittle to spare. It's almost
an ugly song and doesn't do Waddingham's mellow voice great credit –
but it should be brutal and the occasional screeches don't feel out
of place. 'Tom, Dick or Harry' is an absurd number but impossible not
to love. Almost every line ends with the chorus screaming out 'Dick'.
The joke just doesn't get old. The song is embellished by a generous
turn from Holly Dale Spencer (playing Bianca), who bounces around the
stage, wide eyed and wonderfully stupid.
'Brush
Up Your Shakespeare' – performed by two burly gangsters - is the
funniest of the lot. So funny it barely requires music. There's the
simplest strain of a tune but it's all about the one-liners. You can
see them coming a mile off but that doesn't make them any less
clever. A huge number of Shakespeare plays are lampooned – lovingly
– in this number. And this affection is what prevents 'Kiss Me
Kate' from becoming merely a deft display of wit. There's a whole lot
of love here. Yes, it's there in the central love story between
'Katherine' and 'Petruchio' but this musical isn't really about the
love between a man and a woman. It's about Cole's love for theatre.
As the two gangsters find their groove, their eyes light up. And,
when the applause comes, they take endless encores. Even the baddies
can't help but fall in love with theatre.
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