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We all need a caretaker..

At the Torch

Torch Theatre- The Caretaker , Sherman Theatre, Cardiff , March 9, 2002
I had a wonderful night at the Sherman Theatre Cardiff, Saturday 9th March. It started from the moment I rang to book my ticket, with charming and efficient assistance from the Box office and ended with pints of 'John Smiths' with congenial friends in the theatre bar. And the bit in between was pretty good too.

The final performance of the Torch Theatre's production of "The Caretaker". Some may question the value of submitting a revue when the tour is now over but I have a high regard for the work at the Torch. Artistic Director Peter Doran I see resembling an early Jude Kelly at the West Yorkshire Playhouse - geographically out on a limb, producing ever improving artistic achievements until they're up there with the best in the Metropolis. And before I get to the nitty gritty there are a couple of other reasons. I have been away from the site for some time, learning words for a one-man play I will be performing in Chapter in May. 'Watch this space!'. They are now learnt (more or less) so I thought this would be a good point to dip my foot in the reviewing water again also I have a special feel for this play. My flat mate in 1960 in London was the understudy for the main role and I spent a day as an actor working with actor David Baron alias writer Harold Pinter in his TV play 'Night Out'

So back to the Sherman and a packed house ranging from young trendies to tie wearing oldies with blue rinse partners all creating an exciting anticipatory hubble. The clever design of Sean Crowley set the atmosphere before the play had started. This was intensified by the opening tableau with Sean Kearney's 'Mick' black haired and black suited in sharp contrast with the dim sepia of the room -a piece of living fine art. The action of the play was more down to earth and realistic. The strength of Owen Garmon's Davies was the believable elegance of his acting; this was the sort of nutty old man you meet in a Cardiff Street if you stay out too late at night. At the same time Pinter's ability to write people talking nonsense with relatively coherent dialogue coupled with director Dave Bond's realistic interpretation made for an ongoing unnerving experience relieved by the laughter from the fine comedy timing of all the cast.

In keeping with the realistic acting there were few Pinter 'pauses' in this production whether they would have added to the menacing tone of the piece is hard to say. I would have liked a touch more of an indication of mental disturbance from Keith Woodason's endearing bewildered Aston for the outset though his description of his time under brain surgery was masterly. I felt that at times the cast resisted the opportunity to draw the audience into the play with them but that's probably the old ham actor in me speaking and did it seem to go on just a little bit too long?

Perhaps we all need a caretaker. Certainly those of us who find one are extremely fortunate. Where were these people? Had they been anywhere? I don't think Davies, or was it Jenkins, had been anywhere near Sidcup and he was never going to get there. Would any of them ever go anywhere? Will any of us go anywhere? "What about me…?" What about all of us…? Instability and self-doubt will always be with us. Pinter's sixties play will always be alive and relevant.

I look forward to the next visit from the Torch but meanwhile there are lots of good things at the Sherman.

Reviewed by: Michael Kelligan

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