{"id":679,"date":"2008-12-29T16:42:24","date_gmt":"2008-12-29T16:42:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/2008\/12\/drama_the_rules_chafe.html"},"modified":"2008-12-29T16:42:24","modified_gmt":"2008-12-29T16:42:24","slug":"drama_the_rules_chafe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/2008\/12\/drama_the_rules_chafe.html","title":{"rendered":"Drama: the rules chafe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The annual UK Critic&#8217;s Circle drama awards nominating forms arrived (electronically) over the holidays; they always give me pause to reflect, and to re-read (and sometimes re-think) my theatre reviews for the year. The rules are strict: every production nominated must have been new in 2008, not transferred to London from somewhere else; and only one nominee is allowed in each category. I found both these rules irksome this year. The first, because easily the best play I&#8217;ve seen this year is &#8220;Black Watch, &#8221; but it was the big hit of the 2006 Edinburgh Festival, and has now toured everywhere from a warehouse under Brooklyn Bridge to a former train factory in Sydney. <\/p>\n<p>However, because John Tiffany&#8217;s National Theatre of Scotland&#8217;s production &#8220;Black Watch&#8221; was conceived for a traverse stage, it only arrived in London in July, in the converted Barbican Theatre as part of bite08, and returned to NY in the fall. Black Watch is a masterpiece &#8211; there&#8217;s no other word for this amalgam of narrative, dance, callisthenics and music &#8211; but it&#8217;s not eligible for the Best New Play award. Neither (on my reading of the rules) is Steppenwolf&#8217;s &#8220;August: Osage County,&#8221; a huge, ambitious play of the sort I don&#8217;t think we&#8217;ve seen here since Kevin Spacey knocked our red cashmere socks off in &#8220;The Iceman Cometh&#8221; at the Almeida in 1998. Among those eligible that I valued were Katie Mitchell&#8217;s multi-media &#8220;some trace of her&#8230;&#8221; based on a cut-up, boiled down version of Dostoevsky&#8217;s &#8220;The Idiot,&#8221; starring a dreamy Ben Whishaw, at the National Theatre; and Lee Hall&#8217;s elegantly staged &#8220;The Pitmen Painters&#8221; based on a ground-breaking book by my friend and former colleague, art critic William Feaver, that tells the apparently unpromising, but actually riveting tale of an adult education course in art for a group of miners. <\/p>\n<p>My choice for Best Actor was difficult, because there was Kevin Spacey&#8217;s <i>tour de force<\/i> as Charlie Fox in &#8220;Speed the Plow,&#8221; Simon Russell Beale as Undershaft in a lavish production of &#8220;Major Barbara,&#8221; Michael Gambon as Hirst in Pinter&#8217;s &#8220;No Man&#8217;s Land&#8221; and Ben Whishaw as above. As Harold Pinter only died last week, it was tempting to vote for something related to our greatest only-just-no-longer living playwright in every category possible. But, in fact, there is no award for Best Playwright (though there is for Most Promising Playwright), or for Best Production, so I and my fellow critics were deprived of the chance to pay posthumous tribute to Pinter.<\/p>\n<p>The only other rubric in which I had too many choices was that of Best Director. I found it hard to decide among Declan Donellan for the Cheek-by-Jowl lateral-stage production of &#8220;Troilus &amp; Cressida;&#8221; Katie Mitchell; Rupert Goold for &#8220;No Man&#8217;s Land;&#8221; and Matthew Warchus for a stunning staging of the entire trilogy making up &#8220;The Norman Conquests&#8221; at the Old Vic. And this reminds me that, much though I was inclined that way, I could find no category in which to vote for its playwright, Alan Ayckbourn. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not intentionally being coy about whom I did vote for, but it would obviously be a breach of etiquette to reveal my choices before the awards are made (and possibly even more wrong to do it after). However, it was interesting to note that I was confronted with an impossible choice for Best Designer, both because the play I thought merited my vote (the NT revival of the wonderfully wacky Peter Handke &#8220;The Hour We Knew Nothing of Each Other&#8221;) had separate, but I thought equal, designers for sets, costumes and lighting, and because I could think of half a dozen other worthy candidates.<\/p>\n<p>Another lesson I learned from this exercise, was that I strongly considered people for awards in two different categories for Joanna Murray-Smith&#8217;s comedy, &#8220;The Female of the Species&#8221; (that was so clearly about Germaine Greer, though all parties including Prof. Greer denied it vehemently), despite the fact that it was by no means a perfect play. And though I&#8217;ve seen upwards of thirty productions this year, obviously I don&#8217;t get out enough: I had a hard time naming anything I&#8217;d consider &#8220;Best Musical,&#8221; and ended up nominating something I&#8217;d actually seen in an opera house. I hope that doesn&#8217;t disqualify it.<\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The annual UK Critic&#8217;s Circle drama awards nominating forms arrived (electronically) over the holidays; they always give me pause to reflect, and to re-read (and sometimes re-think) my theatre reviews for the year. 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