Photo by: Lidia Crisafulli Photo by: Lidia Crisafulli

Review: Electra at The Bunker

Written for Everything Theatre

For those of you whose classics are a bit rusty, a summary: Electra is the daughter of Agamemnon, one of those Greek kings who spent a decade across the sea trying to come up with the Trojan Horse. With Troy finally conquered, Agamemnon returns home to Argos, only to find that his wife Clytemnestra has been keeping the bed warm with lover boy Aegisthus. The pair kill Agamemnon, and Electra flees the city with her baby brother Orestes to protect him from the slaughter. 15 Years later, and a disgruntled Electra is living in hope that her brother will return to exact vengeance on mummy and step dad. Meanwhile, a revolution is brewing in Argos…

Sophocles’ classic, revised by DumbWise artistic director John Ward, has received a fairly generic contemporarisation; guns and car bombs have replaced swords, and Argos seems to be largely populated by angry millennials. ‘The revolution will be televised’, indeed. More remarkable is the music that underscores most of the show, performed live on stage by the cast. I’m not sure I agree with the punk-rock label DumbWise have opted to stick on it, but it’s enjoyable nonetheless. In the show’s best moments, the interplay between music and dialogue adds depth and texture to a familiar story. In other scenes, it’s not as easy to determine the additional value of the score, and there’s no denying that it sometimes adds unnecessary length to an already long show. (That said, if you’re going to tackle a 2.5 hour show anywhere, it might as well be The Bunker; the big, squishy arm chairs on the left hand side of the auditorium are insanely comfortable.)

The pace picks up in the second act, which as an added bonus has a number of long scenes for Sian Martin’s Clytemnestra, who takes full advantage of the opportunity to present her side of the story in a lengthy TV interview. Next to her, Matt Brewer’s Aegisthus is a pretty bland affair instead of a proper partner in crime. As a result, Electra and Orestes’ quest for revenge seems rather overblown: Aegisthus doesn’t come across as a serious enough threat to deserve his treatment, whereas Clytemnestra makes such a good case for killing her cheating, murdering husband that you can’t really blame her. Still, it’s a pleasure to see a number of complex female characters take centre stage.

Electra’s throbbing soundtrack is accompanied by an equally pulsating lighting design by Sherry Coenen, which incorporates both the strip lights that make up the bulk of the set and the little table lamps that are dotted around the auditorium. The overall picture is evocative, and when the lighting works in tandem with the music, like in the scene where Orestes consults the oracle, the effect is absolutely fab. End result: a slightly muddled show with some brilliant moments shining through.

This show has now completed its run at The Bunker