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The
Wind Of Heaven
Finborough
Theatre
Winter 2019
It may be surprising that
just seventy-five years ago a mainstream West End playwright would
unremarkably produce a mainstream West End play about faith, discovering
one's calling, and the Second Coming of Christ in a Welsh village.
Emlyn Williams also directed
and starred in The Wind Of Heaven, which is well-constructed, fully
developed and marked by a total respect for its theme and characters.
It is also old-fashioned,
slow-moving, talky, and concerned with issues modern audiences may have
difficulty relating to.
The possibility of something
unusual pending in a Welsh village draws the attention of a mix of locals
and outsiders.
A big-city circus owner is in
search of an exploitable new sensation, a local woman whose personal
tragedies have destroyed her religious faith is sceptical, a more
religious local is excited, a rational and bemused observer of life is
attracted to the potential of another anecdote for his collection.
And when a local boy appears
to perform miracles and, more significantly, has an air about him that
generates intense reverence, each of the others reacts in thoroughly
in-character ways.
The religious locals are
ecstatic, the circus man instinctively makes plans to use his publicity
skills to promote the Messiah, the spiritually dead woman finds a love of
life re-awakening in her along with religious belief.
There are obstacles and
waverings, but generally the important characters undergo spiritual
rebirths that the play takes seriously without exaggerating their extent.
That calm moderation and
refusal to treat the subject sensationally may well be the play's most
admirable quality, but also its limitation.
Without more guidance and
goading from the playwright a twenty-first century audience will have
trouble being sufficiently moved by the small story of a handful of
characters each affected in their own small ways by what the play is very
careful to acknowledge might just be the illusion of something divine.
In the current production
director Will Maynard very wisely treats the play with total seriousness
and dedication, ploughing through its surface flaws to find the strength
that lies in its sincerity.
The circus man is a volatile
character, driven by hungers and enthusiasms that he barely suspects in
himself before they overwhelm him, but is at the same time ultimately a
small man, whose passions are never going to be all that great.
You can see why playwright-actor Emlyn Williams chose the complex role for himself in 1945, and here Jamie Wilkes plays him as a model of controlled excitement, capturing all the contradictions of worldliness and religious hunger, appetite and limitation, and successfully finding a coherent, believable and sympathetic character.
Rhiannon Neads takes the
lost-faith woman on a quieter but no less layered journey as the slowly
thawing ability to believe goes hand-in-hand with the ability to feel,
faith and joy touchingly mingling in her eyes as the play progresses.
There is solid support from a
large cast, notably David Whitworth as the bemused observer, Louise
Breckon-Richards as a villager of simple faith, and Melissa Woodbridge as
a temptress from the circus man's past.
The Finborough has a strong tradition of reviving and re-exploring lost plays of the earlier Twentieth Century. If they haven't quite found gold here, it is at least bronze and possibly silver, and fascinating as an indicator of what our great-grandparents found popular entertainment.
Gerald
Berkowitz
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Review - The Wind Of Heaven - Finborough Theatre 2019