Wednesday, 24 February 2016

22 February 2016. The Mother at The Tricycle

This quite harrowing and disturbing play lasts just short of an hour and a half, leaving one puzzled at just what went on.

The initial action centres upon a woman and her husband. She is disturbed by the loss of contact with her son and her suspicions of her husband's indifference and possible unfaithfulness. Scenes are played and replayed with subtle and unsubtle changes. What are we seeing? The real and imagined? His and her point of view? Different takes on different days?

Then the son is introduced; and his girlfriend. Again repeated variations of the same events. But then roles swap so the son's girlfriend is the husband's vampish colleague.

We end up with the wife on a hospital bed having been found unconscious with a ?deliberate over-dose. Now the girlfriend is the nurse.

I came out feeling unsettled, having witnessed perhaps a very convincing portrayal of a breakdown where imagination departs sufficiently from reality to feed pathological behaviour.

As the reviews stated, the acting, particularly by Gina McKee was excellent. However, I felt she lacked the look of world-weary anxiety that the character seemed to contain.

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