Monday, 13 July 2009
The Right of Reply
A playwright in Sydney has taken revenge on a theatre critic after a negative review was printed in the Sydney Morning Herald last week.
Mick Barnes, the writer of Unit 46, wrote an opinion piece printed in the same newspaper today calling on critic Jason Blake to 'sort out his melancholia'.
Barnes, a former critic himself, quotes from the book Rotten Reviews that says that reviewers "are a poor lot indeed, ill-paid, despised all around, and often wrong, but they have their pride."
Or more amusingly he also quotes Kurt Vonnegut who says they are "like a person who has just put on full armour and attacked a hot fudge sundae or banana split."
The play which opened at the Factory Theatre in Marrickville is due to travel to the Edinburgh Fringe later this year after a rather successful run in Adelaide recently where it received positive responses.
Reviewers in Sydney have been a little less accommodating than their South Australian counterparts.
Diana Simmonds at Stage Noise called it "a horrid little piece and it's a mystery why anyone would want to do it; and a bigger mystery that it was apparently "the hit show of the Adelaide Fringe". Perhaps it was a crappy Adelaide Fringe year."
Helen Barry at Australian Stage said the play "is weighed down by ponderous slabs of dialogue which see the actors wrestling with intense soliloquies full of references to Greek mythology and lofty dead poets."
And my review printed in the Sun Herald, for what it's worth, is below. But you can make up your own minds. It closes at the end of the week.
Unit 46
Factory Theatre
Until 19 July
Tickets $25-28
Bookings (02) 9550 3666
Critic’s Rating 4/10
I have a friend who lives with extremely annoying neighbours in the inner west.
Noise complaints, barking dogs and bad taste in music is just the half of it. My friend has her revenge on them by stealing their wireless internet.
Whether or not it was the intention of playwright Mick Barnes, the blessing of Unit 46 is that you only have to spend 80 minutes with two of the most annoying neighbours you could come across.
Tim (Leof Kingsford-Smith) lives in the apartment above Diane (Lucy Miller) in a block of 56 units. Each night, they spend their time at home reflecting on their lonely existence and thinking of ways to annoy one another.
Tim, an angry misogynistic ex-public servant won’t put out the garbage. Diane, a chardonnay swilling English teacher living below, bangs the ceiling with every movement Tim makes.
The two actors are both fine performers who don’t miss a beat and manage to make their characters so aggravating the play becomes unbearable to sit through. Neither of them has any redeeming character traits, so you can’t help but feel that the playwright must have been in a very dark place at the time of writing.
Both are painfully neurotic and unremorsefully self centred that it makes whatever living conditions my friend is suffering practically angelic.
I’ll be recommending this show to her but, then again, she already has annoying neighbours.
Posted by Nicholas Pickard at 5:26 pm
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Please continue posting the reviews, Nick. It's a shame to have you on unannounced hiatus for so long. We Melburnians like to know what goes on in your uncultured city up north ;) Your writing would be appreciated even if it weren't well argued and witty.
But I'm always well argued and witty!
I'll ditto Jana on that one, you slacker.
I was amused by Barnes's response. It was feisty and not especially self-pitying; or at least, he made fun of himself as well. Of course, he's right that some of the best playwrights ever have had some very snarky reviews; but I guess it's also worth remembering that the worst have too.
And it isn't as if everything even Shakespeare wrote was genius. I have to agree with Blake that Pericles has some dire moments. I still bear the scars of a production I saw a couple of decades ago...
Btw, didn't Benedict Andrews patent the "different households in the same space" idea?
I should count myself lucky that Mr Barnes put his disappointment into words. Story goes that one of your predecessors on the Sun-Herald woke up one morning to find a turd in a shoe box on his doorstep.
Where I live in the inner city is a virtual turd in a shoe box with all the rotten dogs and cats around.
It would have been sadly missed if he'd done it this time around as well.
The shoe box wasn't of Mr Barnes's, I hasten to add.
It'd give a whole new meaning to the plot of his play if it was....
You guys are hilarious!! jason - you have taken a rather rabid turn in the press. SAJ - stay with us in the blogsphere!
Not a post on the sadly neglected, cobweb-stricken old SAJ blog! I thought my gmail account must have been hacked when I received notification that you'd updated your blog.
We all appreciate the effort you frontiers of the new media make. Just make it more often. No excuses.
My reply:
Please add these reviews to the blog on Right of reply
Let’s try and get some balance to the discussion
Promoting and supporting theatre is in all our interests
Particularly when the production will be seen by a large international audience at the Edinburgh Festival.
Our interests are actually aligned, even though that isn’t always obvious.
Leof Kingsford-Smith
Sydney Reviews:
"UNIT 46""
The Brag - Kate Hennesy. Tuesday, 07 July 2009
"don't miss it!"
Mick Barnes' comedy is constructed from two cleverly entwined soliloquies by its two characters, Tim (Leof Kingsford-Smith), ex-bureaucrat verging on 50. He lives in the unit above Diane (Lucy Miller), who's teetering unhappily on 40 and thrashing out the feistier stage of grief about a recent divorce. They hate each other intensely. Diane is enraged by Tim's neglect to follow strata rules and Tim is infuriated by Diane's bitchy and brazen determination to disturb the unsteady calm of his little world, his Unit 46.
It's a vibrant little nugget of a play that it's not difficult to warm to.
If you happen to be heading Edinburgh way in August, you could do much worse than checking it out at the Fringe Festival. If not, then don't miss it here.
City News - Sophie Tarr. Monday, 29 June 2009
"inspired"
An inspired stage set up – the apartments are artfully merged into one, and the feuding neighbours often unknowingly come within swiping range – gives Kingsford-Smith and Miller the chance to show off their perfect timing and clever use of space. The Factory Theatre proves the perfect stage for this piece; its intimacy is perfectly suited to Unit 46’s invitation to peer into others’ most intimate moments (and yes, it does get very intimate).
The Drum Media - Danielle O'Donohue. Tuesday, 07 July 2009
"comedy with a tragic core"
Though the play has its moments of comedy, as the two rant and rave, there's a more tragic core to this tale of two lonely people starved of human contact in a world that no longer encourages interaction. The way the actors dance on stage really drives home the purpose of this tight two-hander.
Though it's hard not to feel sympathy for the pedantic and self-aggrandizing Tim, played by Leof Kingsford-Smith, the piece really belongs to Lucy Miller, a very sensual Diane. From the brief insights given into these two lives, it is Diane we want to understand more. Her talk of of marriage breakdown and a brief encounter with a younger man, her "Adonis", explains the yearning for love that is never far from Diane's surface. And it feels like the frustration directed at Unit 46 is a microcosm for the frustration Diane feels with all of life.
Arts Hub - Gareth Beale. Monday, 29 June 2009
"Outstanding"
Actors Leof Kingsford-Smith as Tim and Lucy Miller as Diane are outstanding in their respective roles, demonstrating exceptional timing, comic and otherwise. Their tightly choreographed interplay could well be disastrous in lesser hands, the whole thing unravelling in one missed cue, but Kingsford-Smith and Miller make it appear seamless – inadvertent, spontaneous. Director Andrew Doyle likewise deserves credit in drawing out these performances, and understanding that the action on stage must be anything but drawn out, essentially breathless. It’s in those moments when the play could have taken a breath that its stitches might have shown. It/they didn’t.
At times, instead, Unit 46 had the audience in stitches, and maybe thinking a little more deeply about their neighbours. A hit at The Adelaide Fringe, it’s a play that should appeal to both flatites and houses alike.
Nick Pickard, You are a good journalist
Please balance the comments with examples from ALL crits, not just the ones that are attempting to be destructive.
It’s your reputation too!
We’re all in this together. You have a lot of friends out here.
I look forward to your published right of reply
Regards Leof Kingsford-Smith
Thanks Leof.
Any links to these reviews, please feel free to post.
Er... Nick did mention that the play was more kindly received in Adelaide, Leof.
Just one point: critics aren't there to "promote" or "support" theatre. They're there to be pains in the arse and say what they think about it. (That, if done thoughtfully and well, does in fact support and promote theatre, and rather better than being branches of a PR agency). Nor are negative reviews synonymous with "destructive".
What a marvellous piece of self-promotion son! I must remember you when I'm casting my next production. It's so heartening to see actors defend their productions. There should be more of it ... instead of all that snide bitching that goes on foyers, pubs and loungerooms all over the country. Good for you!
Note from Mick Barnes - The blog-challenged writer of Unit 46:
"No hard feelings, Jason. When I was a critic way back in antiquity, I sometimes felt like a turd in a shobox. Would you please stop calling me Mr Barnes. I'm only 73!"
Of course, critics are there to say what they think, fearlessly. Whether their opinion is worthwhile depends on several factors, some of those factors being their knowledge, their impartiality, their unacknowleged prejudices, their temper of that particular evening and their writing skills. As with the law, many a person has been condemned on the strength of a judge's hangover or the aftermath of a row with his wife. I knew one Melbourne critic who took pride in the belief that he could single-handedly sink a show. He was a despicable person, full of his own importance, who should not have been a critic. The celebrated English critic Kenneth Tynan wrote: “Critics are consumers of one art, drama, and producers of another, criticism. What counts is not their opinion, but the art with which it is expressed." While partly agreeing with him, I think it should be remembered that late in the day he almost single-handedly sank Noel Coward's reputation. Does that mean the millions of people who had enjoyed The Master's plays over many years were wrong? Of course not. It probably means theatre appetites had undergone a change and Tynan exploited this trend. I think the principal value of any critic is as a guide to like-minded people. (This is a philosophical discussion, not aimed at any particular person). Mick Barnes
…and that the second is to be able
Yes I agree with Geoffrey, good on you Leof for defending your production. Sometimes critics get it wrong, or at least don't reflect the opinion of the audience. Witness "Lying Cheating Bastard" at the Old Fitz, which received almost unanimous praise except from N Pickard. Yet his Fairfax masters declared it the box office success of Sydney in today's Herald. I saw it two nights ago, had to sit in the aisle because of the overflow crowd and was transported with delight along with the rest of the audience. Nice to see that a very good show is critic proof.
There must be another N Pickard reviewing in Sydney somewhere.
Tomorrow I'll post the review for you to read Cerberus.
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