One can’t have seen every movie in the world…
So Giles Croft’s production of Jonathan Holloway’s stage adaptation will not be given a compare ’n’ contrast job by me. Nor can I contribute any knowledge of the French crime novel on which the screenplay was based …
I can report only what Croft, Holloway and their cast of four do, which is to create a puzzle that is simple to solve (that’s the plot bit) but holds our attention by making us keen to discover how the characters solve it.
… what we see is a re-enacted trauma, with the doctor and his nurse (Robin Bowerman) playing peripheral characters, all taking place upon James Vartan’s wonderful hospital set, where his wall of silhouetted bottles and pill boxes resembles a monochrome Damien Hirst.
The final catastrophe is included, which is good drama though rotten medical practice, but in other respects Holloway’s structure works admirably in showing Ben Keaton’s Roger, the former detective who let a colleague fall to his death, being entrapped in a plot that leads him to witness the beautiful Madeleine’s suicide. Or is it murder? And is she Madeleine?
… Philippa Peak’s … early gravity and later panic are well done, and Keaton’s doomed hero moves steadily from eerie detachment to rage and takes us into the dangerous heart of obsessive desire.
Jeremy Kingston, The Times
IT’S a superb clinic set, all gleaming taps and white tiles and towels. And, as is often the case when Giles Croft directs, it’s very linear, and on two levels, which in this instance are connected by a metal spiral staircase.
A psychologist/psychiatrist begins to lecture us on drive and instinct and how a collision between them can result in vertigo. He has a catatonic patient in pyjamas as an exhibit, and a male nurse is standing by. The patient is hypnotised into reliving his past. A tantalising start.
… David Acton, who’s good at slightly crazed, self-satisfied scientific types, does Dr Jacques Ballard well. Phillipa Peak, as Madeleine and Renée, is sexy and convincing, and she fills and unfills those forties costumes splendidly. Ben Keaton does well.
This play is adapted from the same French novel as the notable fifties film with James Stewart and Kim Novak. It makes you want to see that film if you haven’t already done so, and, perhaps even more, read the novel, Cold Sweat: From Among the Dead, if it’s still available.
But, what with its twist ending, this makes a good evening’s entertainment in its own right.
Alan Geary, Nottingham Evening Post
It’s no surprise that adapter, Jonathan Holloway, takes a purist line and returns to the ambience and starkness of the original novel by French thriller writers, Peirre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac.
… We are guided through the action by psychologist, Dr Jacques Ballard (David Acton), with his assistant Gratin (Robin Bowerman), who, with theatrical economy and intensity, play multiple roles to recreate the plot. The set (courtesy of Jamie Vartan) is a clinical staging of consulting room, couch, hospital bed with the all important spiral stairway to represent the high tower and the inner turmoil of Flavieres’ vertigo. It’s a good set with an important feeling of height. But it is also a stage for us the audience to watch the show, recalling the way these circus shows of hypnotising people were fashionable entertainment in France in the early 40s.
Central to the plot is the mysterious Madeleine, played hauntingly by Phillipa Peak. Beautiful and elegant, she lures Flavieres into madness. She, too, switches roles to good effect. Keaton (Flavieres) is particularly effective moving between persona - the mentally unbalanced patient, the man overwhelmed by the femme fatale and the duped, enraged lover.
This new adaptation cuts out some of the more ludicrous aspects of Hitchcock’s film, no bad thing for a sophisticated modern audience. It substantially differs from the story in the film, adapting to the more confined space of a theatre stage. Director Giles Croft resists well the temptation to use video film as a backdrop, distancing himself totally from the film. His economy of action is a tribute to his skill of imaginative portrayal of the story.
… full marks for the ending – strong and totally convincing!
Theatreworld
The twisty melodrama holds the attention
Metro
The vertiginous theme is underlined by the sense of a city teetering on the brink of occupation; the production also brings out the Orpheus and Eurydice theme, explicit in the novel, which Hitchcock chose to ignore. Roger Flavieres, a former detective with a poor head for heights, has a fleeting opportunity to reclaim the woman he loves from death: Orpheus was instructed never to look back, Roger must remember not to look down.
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Turning Boileau and Narcejac’s story into a psychoanalytic treatise is a bold experiment
Alfred Hickling, The Guardian
Remarkably, playwright Jonathan Holloway seems to have accomplished a pretty mammoth task with almost enviable ease in his adaptation of the popular novel and film. Whereas some of the casting seemed initially bizarre (Ben Keaton takes on the role of dashing retired policeman Roger Flavieres, who is best known to me as boring Father Austin Purcell in popular 90s sitcom Father Ted), the obvious experience and collective talent of the cast shines through to create an atmosphere that oscillates between severe tension, hysteria and detached calmness. ...
Obviously, you can google it to find out what happens if you don’t already know, but I recommend you don’t as the twisting, turning and unpredictable narrative is one of the joys of this tale. … this is an impressive effort from an established production team.
Michelle Dhillon, NG Magazine