(Arifa Akbar’s article appeared in the Guardian, 10/16; From left: Jordan Scowen (Eteocles), Mark Strong (Oedipus), and Lesley Manville (Jocasta) in Oedipus. Photograph: Manuel Harlan. West End.)
Wyndham’s theatre, London
Opening in a campaign room on election night, Robert Icke’s modern retelling is riveting from beginning to end, the formidable leads supported by a stellar ensemble cast
It begins with a birth certificate. A politician standing for election promises to prove his origins to the nation after his opponent has questioned them (a dig at Donald Trump in relation to Barack Obama’s heritage?). Even so, he questions the nativist idea that birth is crucial to belonging.
Of course, the ancient Greek drama on which Robert Icke’s play is based is all about origins and the tragedy of Oedipus’s cursed birth. Icke has modernised Sophocles’ story but kept the ancient names. The statesman, Oedipus, is intent on truth-telling and full disclosure but it is just this that leads to his downfall.
Icke, who directs too, has form with modernising Greek drama from his 2015 adaptation of Aeschylus’s Oresteia. This play has already been performed in Dutch in 2018 and at the Edinburgh international festival in 2019. However far-fetched (even preposterous) this ancient story seems, and however creaky Freud’s theory of unconscious desires, its transformation into a political thriller-cum-family tragedy is riveting from beginning to end.
The stage opens to a campaign room on election night, with the clean-cut, soon-to-be prime minister having a celebratory dinner with his family (it looks like a landslide victory). Mark Strong as the upstanding, self-righteous Oedipus opposite Lesley Manville as a breezy and dynamic Jocasta, first set us on the edge of our seats and then set the stage on fire. They have a stellar ensemble around them, from their upstart daughter, Antigone (Phia Saban), and Oedipus’s slippery brother-in-law, Creon (Michael Gould), to his boisterous sons (Jordan Scowen and James Wilbraham) and crotchety mother, Merope (June Watson, grand and tragic). But it really is Manville and Strong who make this production electric; rarely has a show had two such formidable leads who become stronger with every scene.
