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ReviewsYou are in: Suffolk > Entertainment > Theatre and Dance > Reviews > Showstopper ![]() Showstopperby Jim Bowman With Bury’s Theatre Royal in mid-refurbishment, all their productions are touring the county, and I caught this one at the delightfully dinky Kings Theatre in Newmarket. Overall it was well worth the trip to see a near flawless one-woman performance by an extremely talented Rebecca Thornhill of a witty and ultimately absorbing script which neatly avoids dreary monologue by allowing us to eavesdrop on her half of various conversations. A beautiful solo acting performance, delicious and all too brief singing, some tiny snippets of perfect vocal impersonations. But there were a few things about the evening which caused discomfort. ![]() The play is very clearly about Marni Nixon, the Hollywood backstage “secret” dubbing artiste who was the singing voice of Deborah Kerr in The King And I; Natalie Wood in West Side Story; and Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady. It explores her opinions of the famous, her experiences of the industry, and most of all her uniquely frustrating situation of being such a vital and talented ingredient, and yet remaining unknown, largely unappreciated, and unable to secure “face work” in the industry through having to keep her achievements secret. This, tangled with her unbridled admiration for the stars she helped reach stardom, but was hardly ever allowed to meet, makes for a fascinating story – “she’s everywhere and she’s nowhere”. But the character in this play is not Marni Nixon. She is a fictitious “Carole James” whom the writer has placed in the same, unique situation. Perhaps this is because he has no absolute biographical evidence to support the words and emotions he has given her. I am sure it gave him more artistic freedom. But how can Carole’s situation be the same, and unique? I found the only way it would work for me was by making this girl Marni in my mind, and I’m guessing that’s what the rest of the sorrowfully small audience were doing too.
The big failings for me in this production however, are purely technical. The set for the first scene I can only describe as an eyesore, which in no way conjured up an image of a Hollywood recording booth. It looked like exactly what it was – two big screens on wheels, one covered in pale wallpaper and the other just ugly white. Onto the larger white screen was occasionally projected some beautifully subtle abstract movie footage of the period – but the image was half the size of the screen, and provided by a projector incapable of fully blacking out, so scene changes and subtle lighting were frequently spoiled by the shaft of light permanently cast across the stage. And why block the actor’s very first entrance, in blackout, to walk directly through this beam? Awful. Then I spent the whole first scene being annoyed by the props! A 1940s microphone, on a 1980s stand – OK I’m being picky. But she spends fifteen minutes wearing what are surely 1990s headphones, a focal point as her entire dialogue is with the men in the control room. ![]() Thankfully the setting in act two, whilst still spoiled by the projector-spill, was much more effective, and nicely lit, allowing me to at last become properly absorbed by the performance. I came away thinking the show might have been better in a simple black box – such a shame that some nice design concepts can be so easily ruined for want of polish. All praise then to Ms. Thornhill. A less accomplished actor might easily have been defeated by the poor packaging, and the slightly odd premise of a play about – but not about – Marni. last updated: 17/11/2008 at 15:15 Have Your SaySEE ALSOYou are in: Suffolk > Entertainment > Theatre and Dance > Reviews > Showstopper |
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