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Not enough work, not enough play

Published:Monday | May 10, 2010 | 12:00 AM
Christopher McFarlane stars in 'Appropriate Behaviour', playing at the Philip Sherlock Centre for the Creative Arts. - File

Keiran King, Gleaner Writer

Appropriate Behaviour

Written by: Barbara Gloudon.

Directed by: Brian Heap.

Playing at: The Philip Sherlock Centre for the Creative Arts.

Unlike people, art is best loved conditionally. That's because the average person is confusing but ultimately redeemable; the average play, not so much. Brian Heap, who loves theatre, applies his own conditions - if the writer has stood the test of time, and if the script has gathered acclaim, and if the actors are experienced (and if they'll work for free), he'll make a go of it.

This has led to a number of entertaining, edifying productions - Trevor Rhone's Two Can Play, before that A.R. Gurney's Love Letters, before that Yasmina Reza's Art, and so on. All famous writers, all celebrated works, all with established local actors (often the same ones). Heap's latest endeavour, Appropriate Behaviour, seems to fit his pattern. The scribe is Barbara Gloudon, one of our most prominent living playwrights. The stage is stuffed full of talent, old and new. What's missing from Heap's criteria? Oh, right. The acclaim.

Overpopulated script

There are two reasons Appropriate Behaviour remains unburdened by recognition - one financial, one functional. The script has 11 characters, making it unproduceable in the Jamaican market. No one can afford to pay 11 actors, so no one has staged the play for two decades. Now that Heap has tried, he has come up against Gloudon's jellyfish script, with strands of plot and character floating about everywhere.

Appropriate Behaviour is set in a typical Jamaican office. If you work in an office, you will recognise the narcoleptic environment, where management is overstaffed, the ledgers matter less than the lunch menu, and no one does any work (anyone who does is either promoted or ostracised). But Gloudon overpopulates her script - four grunts, two janitors, two consultants, a secretary, a manager and whatever Miss Patience is - without turning them into people or throwing them into a sustained conflict.

As a result, the characters talk a lot but the story goes nowhere. Two co-workers get involved (against company policy), get spotted, but do not get uncovered. Another two spend their time baiting a third about his sexuality, with no lasting consequence. This might be chalked up to the playwright's relative inexperience at the time, except Gloudon's last pantomime, Pirate Jack, was even more inchoate.

flawed writing

But the actors overcome the flawed writing. Heap gifted himself an embarrassment of riches (and a few embarrassments) in Appropriate Behaviour. Here's a quick rundown. Nadean Rawlins, a Heap favourite, is so consistently compelling she should steal Nadia Khan's Actor Boy statue as a public service. Christopher McFarlane is the dramatic equivalent of a can of Red Bull - his explosive energy lifts the entire show, if only temporarily. Marsha-Ann Hay, Maurice Bryan, Marguerite Newland and Melward Morris are all competent.

Rishille Bellamy-Pelicie and Jean-Paul Menou are good actors that choose inappropriate behaviour - she should walk more naturally and he should talk more naturally. Althea Gordon-Clennon is the reverse-authentic, but not theatrical enough. The cast lacks a unified tone; in truth, the whole show smells a bit under-rehearsed.

Which brings us to the main reason Appropriate Behaviour falls short - Heap's maddening unwillingness to extend himself. His productions should be subtitled Just Enough - just enough set, just enough costumes, just enough rehearsal, just enough resources to make it through. He seems more fussy about which play he directs than which direction the play takes. The man is knowledgeable, tasteful, trusted and talented. All he needs is Christopher McFarlane's boundless energy.

Shoestring budget

Granted, he operates without grants on a shoestring budget. All the more reason, then, to obsess over the particular shoestring. There's little excuse for a character anachronistically referring to using shillings 30 years ago. All of the missteps in Appropriate Behaviour could have been reduced or eliminated with additional time and care. Heap, who loves theatre, knows that better than anyone. The empty seats at the Philip Sherlock Centre must hurt him. So, as the paying public, let's lay out our own conditional love - if the writer has taken her time, and if the script has gathered followers, and if the actors are excited, and if the director has tried his hardest, we'll make a go of it.

Appropriate Behaviour runs until May 16.

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