Hamlet Now: Some Lessons From Derek Jacobi
by Sally Beauman
"The Dial", November 1980. ("The Dial"
was the magazine for PBS at the time)
Derek Jacobi lives in a small Victorian house in Clapham, South London, an
area once a postwar slum, now fashionable among writers and actors. The
house has been painstakingly converted and prettily redecorated with a
bachelor's finesse. Jacobi, however, is now so successful that he is
rarely there. He installed a new video-recorder set in order to tape the
British broadcast of "Hamlet", the latest in the BBC's marathon
Shakespeare series, in which he plays the title role. When it aired,
Jacobi was abroad, playing a Swedish detective in a film. Last month, he
opened on Broadway in the Russian play "The Suicide". Jacobi,
who modestly and somewhat inaccurately refers to himself as just a
"jobbing" actor, likes the idea of such contrasts. Since his
great success as Claudius, he has had his pick of both classical and modern
roles in theater and in television and is just beginning to get good film
offers.
Jacobi first played Hamlet as a schoolboy in 1957; he then had to wait exactly
twenty years before anyone asked him to play it again, although that school
performance, which was taken to the Edinburgh Festival fringe, achieved
considerable acclaim. When he first played the part as a professional
actor, it was in 1977 for the Prospect Theatre Company, a classical touring
troupe that is now the resident company of the Old Vic. He enjoyed the
distinction of being the first English actor since Olivier to play the part at
Elsinore and the first European actor ever to play the part behind the bamboo
curtain when Prospect pulled off the considerable coup, in 1979, of becoming
the first English-speaking company to play in postrevolutionary China.
It was after that extraordinary two years of touring in the production that
Jacobi was asked to play the part for the BBC, securing perhaps the most
sought-after role in the entire Shakespeare series.
He faced the televising of "Hamlet" with considerable trepidation.
He was well aware of how much the part of Hamlet is still considered the
ultimate test for an actor, that "hoop", as Max Beerbohm once put
it, "through which, sooner or later, every eminent actor must leap."
"It was a daunting thought," Jacobi said, "realizing that what
I did in a studio one morning, perhaps when I felt under par,...when
everything was pressurized, when we had a maximum of three takes,...would be
there, frozen on tape, for students to look at twenty or thirty years from
now. The essence of theater is that it is ephemeral, there and then
gone. Just the idea of the performance's being preserved made me
exceptionally nervous.
"I began work for the BBC determined to wipe out of my head everything I
had done on the stage and to try to start from scratch, rediscovering the play
with its new cast. It wasn't easy, and I learned a lot about the theater
performances I had given in the process. I realized how intensely physical
I had been---and all that had to be discarded. Television isn't
concerned about what you do with your feet; it can hardly show how you move on
an entrance or an exit. Suddenly the soliloquies have to be done to a
camera two inches from your nose....I found it intensely difficult to adjust
at first."
Gradually, however, Jacobi found his confidence returning: "I
discovered that there were certain things I needn't discard, talismans from my
theater performances that I could hold on to. I had an emotional graph
of the part worked out in my head, a pattern of development in the character
of Hamlet that shaped and linked the climaxes of the play. And I found
the graph held good: I felt the choices and decisions I had made were
the right ones--right for my Hamlet anyway--and I didn't greatly change my
interpretation between stage and screen."
Jacobi was just approaching forty when he played the part for Prospect,
forty-one when he recorded the television production. This sets him
apart from almost all the other recent British hamlets, most of whom have been
in their early thirties when they played the part. David Warner, the
most controversial and successful Hamlet in the recent past, was only
twenty-four when he played the role for the Royal Shakespeare Company in 1965.
But Jacobi's age did not worry him since, in any case, he looks younger than
his years. "Hamlet is like the part of Juliet," he said.
"When you're the right age to play it, you haven't the necessary
technique; when you have the technique, you're too old--unless you regard
Hamlet as some eternal student figure. But if you let questions like
that bother you, you'd never begin."
Jacobi studied history at Cambridge, and his interpretations are always
grounded on a painstaking and close examination of the text. In
rehearsal, one of his fellow actors noted, he advances cautiously, never going
out on a limb or experimenting too far until he is certain he has mapped out
his course. His approach is classical rather than romantic, and although
in performance there may be moments of what seems sudden daring, they are
usually carefully planned and minutely rehearsed. In the closet scene in
the BBC "Hamlet" for instance, the encounter between Jacobi and
Claire Bloom, who plays Gertrude, is violently physical. Jacobi at one
point throws her across the bed, and what he describes as Hamlet's
"verbal rape" of his mother seems to threaten to become actual rape.
The scene has the power and violence of sudden improvisation; in fact it
was achieved only after Jacobi and Bloom had experimented with at least nine
other approaches.
The BBC version of "Hamlet" is an exceptionally full one; only
about 500 lines have been cut, fewer than in the Prospect production, so
Jacobi found himself in the interesting position of having new scenes to play,
new dialogue to speak. He was aware, of course, that two great questions
have over-shadowed criticism of the play and its performance for nearly four
centuries: Why does Hamlet take so long to kill Claudius? And is
Hamlet genuinely mad or merely feigning insanity? Typically, Jacobi did
not allow either of these vexing matters, to which so many acres of print have
been devoted, to dominate his approach.
"I tried not to look at such questions in isolation when I began
work," he said. "Instead, I was concerned with grasping the
development of the character, with discerning the progressive changes in
Hamlet's psyche, with charting his progress from peak to peak in the great
high points of the play. The cast and I did begin with certain
background beliefs. We felt Claudius and Gertrude's affair had been
going on for some time, predating the death of Hamlet's father, and that from
his knowledge of that, as much as their 'o'erhasty marriage', stems the
initial disgust and physical revulsion you see in Hamlet. We felt also
that Hamlet and Ophelia were lovers because that accounts for the violence of
Hamlet's denunciation of her in the nunnery scene. ['Nunnery' being
Elizabethan parlance for brothel.] But apart from such subtextual
assumptions, everything else we did was determined entirely by the words of
the play itself."
The foundation stone of Jacobi's performance was his belief that, in
"Hamlet", Shakespeare was engaged in a daring dramatic experiment.
"I felt," he said, "that Shakespeare had effected a marriage
between two styles of drama: He had taken the plot of a revenge play,
the kind of play already mad fashionable by writers like Kyd, and into that
genre he had inserted something completely radical---characters who are deeply
investigated psychologically. It was as if he had looked at the work of
Kyd,...which is roughhewn, psychologically extremely simple, the emphasis all
being on narrative,....and said, 'Okay, what happens if you write a revenge
play in which the revenger is fundamentally ill-suited to revenge?' He
has, in fact, three avengers in the play--Laertes, Fortinbras, and Hamlet--all
avenging ills committed against their fathers. The first two have the
old, instinctual response to revenge. For Hamlet the whole concept is, I
think, anachronistic: He can't pursue it full-bloodedly, as one of Kyd's
characters would; his heart may urge him on, but he is a student,
a philosopher, and his mind will always start to question, to doubt. The
doubts begin immediately. Even after he has seen the ghost of his
warrior father, he quickly doubts the vision: 'The spirit that I have
seen / May be a devil....'. In every sense, for this man, 'the
time is out of joint.'"
From this concept of Hamlet as a man out of sympathy and out of sync with the
role forced on him by the ghost's visitation, Jacobi's interpretation stemmed.
It was not, then, that Hamlet was indecisive, he felt, but that he was miscast
for the role of revenger forced upon him---an interesting concept in a play
that reverberates, as Jacobi pointed out, with references to acting, to the
difficulty of marrying together what seems and what is. But he did not
feel that, for all his questioning, all his delays and doubt, Hamlet was a man
whose head had mastered his heart.
"That's the central paradox of the character," he said, "the
most fascinating aspect of the man. True, his mind never ceases working,
agonizingly sometimes; Hamlet is lacerating in his self-examination.
But he is also an intensely passionate man. I felt one of the keys to
him was the scene with Horatio, when he says, 'Give me that man / That
is not passion's slave, and I will wear him / In my heart's core, ay, in my
heart of heart.' I think he recognizes that Horatio is such a man, but
he himself is not."
Jacobi considers, as Granville-Barker did, that Hamlet's sensibility is
balanced on a knife-edge. Granville-Barker wrote of the
"fever" of Hamlet's brain that fractures "the surface of his
mind....and gives a fascinating iridescence to the cruder colors of the
story." Jacobi sensed that fever and saw it not as madness
but as a kind of hypersensitivity. "Hamlet swings," he said,
"into sudden intensely traumatic states. There are three supreme
examples: in the scene with the ghost, in the nunnery scene with Ophelia,
and in the closet scene. To a lesser degree you glimpse it in the
graveyard scene, when he leaps into Ophelia's open grave and fights with
Laertes. They are all occasions when he borders on what we would call
madness, when he teeters on the extreme edge of sanity. But I never felt
he was mad. There is an over-abundance of sensitivity, nerves as taut as
a piano wire, but think he remains for the most part the sanest and most
sharp-witted man in the court. I think there is no question but that the
scenes with Polonius, for instance, are feigned madness. He is acting,
and he takes some pleasure in the skill with which he does it.
"The Hamlet who dies at the end is a very different man from the one we
see, isolated in black, in the opening scenes of the play. You might
argue that he is a lesser man; I didn't concern myself with that.
What is unarguable, I think, is that he is a different one. The
traumatic events he has gone through have effected a violent change."
In trying to communicate that development, those three sequences he saw in the
play, Jacobi felt that one small technical device was vital, a device
audiences might not even pause to consider---the placing of the intermission.
"I think it is essential," he said, "that it does not fall too
late. When I played it for Prospect, it was in the wrong place...at the
end of the nunnery scene. For the television production, it falls in
what, for me, seems exactly the right place, at the end of the players' scene,
after the 'rogue and peasant-slave' soliloquy. If it's placed there, it
puts an enormous physical strain on the actor playing Hamlet, but it makes
psychological sense, and a lot of problems associated with the great middle
section of the play disappear."
For Jacobi, this placing of the interval enabled what he sees as the three
phases of the play to become clearer. "In the first section, you
see Hamlet planning the means to determine Claudius' guilt, about which he
remains doubtful, even when he has evolved the plan for 'The Mouse-trap', the
play within the play. Then after the interval you have that
extraordinary succession of scenes: the nunnery scene, the play scene,
the sudden failure to kill Claudius as he is praying, and, immediately after,
the closet scene in which he suddenly kills without hesitation, followed by
his exile to England. I think those scenes must follow each other like a
series of hammerblows. There must be no respite, either for the audience
or for the Hamlet. When they happen in that way, then the
inconsistencies become accountable. It is no longer odd that Hamlet
should be considering killing himself at one point, organizing the performance
of 'The Mouse-trap' the next, failing to kill Claudius when he might 'do it
pat', and then killing Polonius in mistake for the king only minutes later.
Those actions might seem inconsistent on the page, but in the theater, when
you see the succession of events and the pitch they lift Hamlet to, they
become utterly convincing. The stress is acute, and people under stress
behave wildly and inconsistently---the whole sequence has absolute emotional
and dramatic truth."
It was key to Jacobi's portrayal that this great sequence of scenes should
begin with the 'To be or not to be' soliloquy and the nunnery scene with
Ophelia. That for him was the moment when Hamlet comes closest to
breaking, the moment when, through Ophelia's lies and evasions, he realizes
the full extent of his own isolation. In the Prospect Theatre
production, he attempted to heighten that effect by an innovation that will
not be seen in the BBC production. The 'To be or not to be' speech was
spoken not as a soliloquy at all but directed to Ophelia, with the 'Soft
you now / the fair Ophelia' being spoken as a response to her attempt at
interjection. Jacobi argued his case for this innovation persuasively
and felt that apart from textual arguments, it made dramatic sense--Ophelia's
treachery being the more acute coming after learning of Hamlet's thoughts of
suicide. But his urgings failed to convince his BBC director, Rodney
Bennett. On television, the speech will be spoken directly to the
camera; the only concession to Jacobi's views being the fact that Ophelia
is seen to enter halfway through it and could, therefore, possibly be assumed
to overhear it. Jacobi was upset at the decision, but bowed to it.
"The BBC's brief for the Shakespeare productions is not to be
controversial but to respect tradition," he said, "and they fought
shy of the idea of presenting the most famous soliloquy ever written as part
of a dialogue. I think they felt that if we did that, it would be the
only aspect of the production anyone would discuss afterwards, and I could see
their point. But I still think I'm right, and I think it helps to make
sense of what follows. But even without that device, I think--I
hope--that that great sequence of scenes works, that we keep up the unbearable
pitch, the relentless pressure,....because I'm convinced that if we do, no
audience will pause to ask questions like 'Is Hamlet mad?', 'Why doesn't he
kill Claudius after the play scene?'. They will be on the same plane of
exaltation as the actors; they will be carried, like Hamlet, on the tide
of those events."
After the closet scene and Hamlet's exile to England comes the encounter with
Fortinbras and his army and the 'How all occasions do inform against me'
soliloquy. "That is the moment, I think, when you see Hamlet begin
to harden," he said. "He has already become a killer. By
the time he returns from England, he will have killed two more people--Rosencrantz
and Guildenstern--and will indirectly have caused Ophelia's death. When
he sees Fortinbras and his army, another son avenging his father, waging a war
for a patch of land, then I think he finally reaches a resolution beyond
questioning or doubt. He says, 'O, from this time forth / My thoughts be
bloody or be nothing worth.' It's a sentiment he has expressed before,
but earlier there was something slightly hysterical in his tone, as if he were
deliberately whipping himself up. Now when he say it, I think, he means
it. Certainly he does what he says. When Hamlet returns from
England, I think you must see a man transformed. What was hinted at in
the scene in which he watches Fortinbras and his army has happened. He
is fatalistic now, as if the events before had drained him in some way.
Some great suppurating wound has been cleansed, and now he is filled with a
kind of cold resolution. 'A man's life is no more than to say 'One'.'
He can kill now without hesitation and without compunction, and he seems to be
prepared to bow before events. He will no longer try to influence
them."
So for Jacobi the final killing of Claudius, after the duel, is not an act of
passion. "I think he kills him," he said, "in a spirit of
icy logicality. His own body is filled with poison, he is dying on his
feet, and the last thing he must do is finish Claudius. On the page,
what he says may sound impassioned--'Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned
Dane / Drink off this potion'---but I think it can be said very calmly, very
coldly. There need be no rush; the action has a certain logical
inevitability to it: Gertrude is dead, Claudius must follow her.
He even says that--'Follow my mother". The whole pattern of events
has finally worked itself out, and he himself must die. By then, I
think, it has become easy for him. What's difficult is to go on
living--as he asks Horatio to do."
Some critics were quick to proclaim Jacobi's stage performance "the
Hamlet of his generation". He views such claims with a certain
detachment, the more so when, in the interim between playing the part in the
theater and the BBC production's being aired, another Hamlet, Jonathan Pryce's
at the Royal Court, received similar acclaim and like assertions that it was
"definitive". "Critics love that kind of term," he
said wryly. "It makes a good headline, but I think it's
meaningless. There is no such thing as a definitive Hamlet, or a
definitive Othello or Macbeth or Richard III. The part is infinitely
accommodating, infinitely adaptable. The play and the part are capable
of endless reinvestigation, and that is what makes it so absorbing and so
rewarding to perform. Given a certain level of technique, what happens
is that each actor who plays Hamlet comes to the part with his own emotional
bank. Then, he can be miserly or he can be spendthrift. All I can
say is that I hope I was spendthrift. However it is assessed, I want to
feel that I gave it all I had got."