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Beating the nice nice nice thing to death (with fluffy pillows)

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It is slightly embarrasing to have failed to go to the theatre for six months only to return for the National’s christmas kids show. That said they usually put on a bloody good show: their version of His Dark Materials was excellent and I have fond memories of Alan Bennett’s The Wind In The Willows. You certainly get a good bang for your buck in terms of seeing your ticket price on stage. Unfortunately, last night that was about all you got.

This year’s production was Nation, adapted from Terry Pratchett’s novel by Mark Ravenhill. I had been looking forward to buying Nation when it came out in paperback, the first time this has happened with a Pratchett for a while. Now, either Nation is the worst and least Pratchett-y novel Pratchett has ever written or Ravenhill has written a bad adaptation. Since it falls prey to many pitfalls that can happen regardless of source material – too much has been crammed in; events are too compressed; awful, pointless songs have been inserted at random – I suspect the latter.

Two young adults, Mau (Gary Carr) and Daphne (Emily Taaffe), both find themselves isolated following a devastating tsunami. In Mau’s case, the other inhabitants of his South Pacific island (the Nation) are drowned; in Daphne’s case, she is shipwrecked on Mau’s island on the way from Britain to see her Governer father. They very quickly meet, overcome the language barrier and become firm friends and proto-lovers, all the while engaging in Post-colonisalism 101. There are a couple of good culture clash jokes but there was also an awful lot of standing around Declaiming and Enunciating and Acting. Ravenhill totally misjudges the balance of humour and serious comment present in all Pratchett novels, instead coming up with a wet liberal lesson with occassional pantomime flourishes. (It terms of both direction and design it often resembled a sort of Beginner’s Guide to The Royal Hunt Of The Sun.)

Most of the panto (and most of the fun) comes from Milton (Jason Thorpe), the ship’s parrot, who is given to blurting out mild swears and inapproriately repeating other characters’ lines. You can’t go wrong with a swearing parrot, particularly in a theatre full of kids, but it isn’t going to sustain you for two and a half hours. Instead we have an extremely leisurely meander through various subplots which never really cohere. Some of these – such as those involving Locaha, god of the underworld – are nicely done but too often they are reliant on underpowered set pieces. Others are utterly superfluous: presumably in the book The Gentlemen of Last Resort play a reasonable role but here they are just wheeled on, unexplained, and wheeled off. All they manage to do is set up a very silly panto finish in which Daphne’s dad is coronated. This unexpected comic scene was a welcome burst of fun but was immediately undercut by a scene made of pure sap that framed the play as a myth.

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Written by Martin

20 November 2009 at 12:01

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  1. “coronated”? Have you been reading DeLillo again?

    Ian Sales

    20 November 2009 at 12:25

  2. GF recently finished the novel and she opined that Pratchett has now well and truly lost it. She said it was a weak re-working of Small Gods filled with faux profundity and the same “power of belief” ideas that Pratchett has been recycling through his novels for well over a decade.

    We are going to see the play tomorrow night.

    To say that I have low expectations at this point would not be overstating things.

    Jonathan McCalmont

    20 November 2009 at 12:28

  3. Coronated is a perfectly cromulent word, isn’t it?

    I went off the Discworld novels a while ago (maybe even ten years ago) because of his increased earnestness in the recycling of these ideas. I still thought he could turn it on, now and again, which is why I had hopes for Nation. Sounds like Pratchett was just as much to blame as Ravenhill though.

    Martin

    20 November 2009 at 13:44

  4. I liked the book a lot more than it sounds like I’d like the play.

    But then I’ve never liked any adaptation of Pratchett very much.

    Andrew Ducker

    20 November 2009 at 13:55

  5. I liked the book better than Jonathan, precisely because there seemed to be a lower ratio of earnestness to jokes than there has been in recent Discworld (and because what earnestness there was is surely justified by its grim premise) but it’s an extremely episodic story and, I should think, supremely unsuited to this kind of adaptation.

    Abigail

    20 November 2009 at 16:17

  6. I wasn’t at all impressed with the book when I read it. Initially I put it down to the fact that I seemed to have been expecting a different book from what it was, but as time goes by I find myself thinking that, no, it’s more that it really wasn’t a great book.

    I was very surprised back when I heard it was being staged, and I’m not at all surprised that the adaptation appears to have been a failure.

    Nick H.

    20 November 2009 at 20:45

  7. Well, we walked out at the interval.

    That wasn’t just bad it was actually embarrassing. The terrible singing and dancing that had absolutely nothing to do with proper South Sea Island singing and dancing and (unbeknownst to me) Pratchett pulls another of his “the hero wanders through a magical dream-land and somehow all outstanding plot difficulties are solved).

    The acting is also terrible and the staging had a real whiff of the church hall about it.

    Jonathan McCalmont

    21 November 2009 at 23:18


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