An Actor's Lament
Performance maverick Steven Berkoff complains about the problems of theatre
This article is from 2013.
An Actor’s Lament holds no real surprises: Steven Berkoff lambastes the egos of theatre in a three-handed conversation that is delivered in high flown language and with cheeky irony. His voice is powerful and his complaints are precise, if over familiar. Unfortunately, the anguish never escapes being about theatre, and this lament remains an inward cry of pain at the state of the art.
The pleasure is in watching three skilled performers work Berkoff’s script: the attacks on actor-managers and directors are gradually undermined by counter-arguments and a dry humour emerges from each character’s self-interest. While the opening rant against critics is predictable, there is a good humour in the roasting: Berkoff plays with his own image mercilessly, and takes joy in delivering exaggerated insults.
Berkoff is not making an original or scathing contribution to his body of work here, with the production coasting on the reputation of the artist and the confidence of the performances. Nevertheless An Actor’s Lament is entertaining and playful: an hour spent in the company of curmudgeonly raconteurs who deserve to be indulged for their wit and panache.
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