Edinburgh
by
Ned Chaillet
Times 1977
Toby Robertson, directing Shakespeare, has failed to find the chemical
combinations to stir any real passions, his lovers have their best moments with
others and the most impressive displays of affection are the brief moments when
Antony confronts Octavius Caesar, played with an impressive, calculating
precision by Derek Jacobi. The stylization of the production is subdued to Prospect’s Pericles
and only the costuming, touches of the make-up and hints of incest between
Octavius and his sister, Octavia, hint at the audacious theatricality of which
Mr. Robertson is capable.
Perhaps because the men show more loyalty and seem to have the stronger
bonds, it is Timothy West’s performance as Enobarbus, Anthony’s faithful
general, which is most perfectly formed. Despite
a limp as a result of an injury, Mr. West strides the stage with determination,
cajoling every bit of humor from the part, and he makes Antony’s decline
completely visible.
Because Mr. Robertson keeps the staging clean, using the Assembly Hall as
a vast Elizabethan theatre and presenting most of the action on the thrust of
the stage, he makes the story quite clear, retaining the sense of the play
without offering more than an occasional insight.