Titus Andronicus has a reputation as being one of Shakespeare's brutal and bloodthirsty plays. Although it was highly popular with Elizabethan audiences, the Victorians were less amused by the vast amount of bloodshed and horror contained within the play. Initially I thought it was foolhardy of newly formed Siege Theatre to choose such a notorious play as their contribution towards the Oxford Shakespeare Festival but I feel the cast, under the direction of Michael Speight, revealed the potential for a more satirical and comedic interpretation of the tragedy.
The Oxford Castle provided the perfect backdrop for Titus; there was a sense of foreboding at being seated in a castle courtyard, watching a grizzly play, metres away from the site of multiple executions and imprisonment while storm clouds gathered threateningly above.
Upon arrival, we were informed that there was the option to be involved in the action of the play during the first half. Initially we were apprehensive and reluctant at the thought of being immersed in the action. A combination of intrigue and unconscious peer pressure meant our group hesitantly agreed to help form a crowd of Roman citizens in the centre of the stage. I'm pleased we did. The actors weaved in among the crowd, meaning you were never standing still for too long and were constantly on guard. At several points, we had to scurry out of the way of the action - one of my party inadvertently blocked Aaron's emergence from the crowd, which was highly amusing for us and slightly embarrassing for him. Being physically on stage with the actors meant that we were fully immersed and engaged with the story. Snappier scene changes in the second half would have helped to retain the energy of the first half, though I imagine it was difficult to hear what was happening on stage since they did not have a backstage, only the castle itself.
Many external factors seemed to conspire to disrupt the performance: a relentless wind occasionally drowned out the actor's voices, guests from Malmaison became overly curious and at times accidentally went on stage, and youths attempted to 'join' in with the play from on top of the mound. Despite facing many challenges, the actors are to be applauded for their steely drive to continue without becoming distracted.
Tommie Grabiec's Titus Andronicus appeared to shrink before the eyes of the audience. From a proud and strong-willed war hero, Titus was slowly and painfully destroyed with each tragedy which befell his family. By the end of the play, our hero was a hollow shell with a clouded mind driven only by the desire for vengeance.
Herb Cuanalo's portrayal of the remorseless rogue Aaron was particularly captivating. He was simultaneously likeable and detestable, and brought depth and believability to the character which could have easily been overplayed as a pantomime villain. I began to look forward to Aaron's scenes in spite of the fact that it would most likely lead to further suffering and death for Titus and his family.
Sha'ori Morris' interpretation of Lavinia was excellent. She transitioned with ease from affectionate and playful, to devastated and furious after her horrific ordeal at the hands of the Goths. Although it sounds morbid and repulsive, Lavinia spitting out blood was one of the most poignant moments in the performance and completely silenced the audience.
Lavinia's chief tormentor, Tamora, Queen of the Goths, (Victoria Coleman) was seductive and dangerous; she commanded the stage ad the audience's attention with every movement. Her husband Saturninus, played by Ian Jackson, was strikingly similar to Joaquin Phoenix's Commodus in Gladiator in both appearance and characterisation, with glimpses of Joffrey Baratheon coming through in his more immature moments.
Marcus Andronicus (Anthony Webster) was the voice of reason, while Lucius (Matt Bevington) brought a softer side to his character - his subtle affection towards his sister was moving to witness. The cast as a whole did a fantastic job of multi-rolling; Anton Blake-Cox's Clown provided much comedic relief in the run up to the climax of the play while the rest of the cast slipped into their multiple identities effortlessly.
Although the story of Titus and his family is filled with tragic elements, at times the cast included moments of dark humour in their performance. The oafish thugs Demetrius (Anton Reneuf) and Chiron (Fraser Prince) provided much mirth when they inelegantly shoved their most recent murder victim into a pit.
At the risk of sounding morbid, I felt that the production could have done with more fake blood. Although there were moments where the violence appeared very realistic - the cutting off of a hand was exceptionally well done! - more blood could have been used to shock the audience as it tended to have the opposite effect. The reveal of two severed heads resulted in shrieks of laughter from the audience rather than horror, perhaps because the heads made the sound of a deflated football when clutched tightly. The final scene was undoubtedly shocking and reminiscent of the 'Red Wedding' - I counted four deaths within the space of two minutes which was bemusing and horrifying to watch.
Titus made for an entertaining evening and I look forward to seeing their future endeavours - just make sure you don't skimp on the fake blood!