Until you have a chance to read Arthur Miller’s play The Crucible prior to the talented dramatic British actor Richard Armitage portraying John Proctor [above right in my mock wallpaper, RA image courtesy of RANet] in the Old Vic Theatre’s production of The Crucible from June 21 to September 13, 2014 [my cap above left], here is a link for a Cliff’s Notes synopsis of the plot:
Warning! There are major spoilers in this synopsis–apart from this being another character named John for Richard Armitage, the John Proctor character shares another unfortunate plot trait with several of Richard Armitage’s previous characters’ fates. And Richard Armitage conveys the emotions of despair and hopelessness so poignantly, so authentically, that we will feel John Proctor’s pain and torment, too. Sighhhh!
However a second thought comes to mind. With the acclaimed South African born Yael Farber (image right) directing The Crucible for The Old Vic, she is sure to put her spin on the play–as she did with Strindberg’s Miss Julie becoming a contemporized primer on power and privilege in the award winning Mies Julie set in post apartheid South Africa (production still below):
So, will The Old Vic’s The Crucible be word for word Arthur Miller with perhaps a nod to modern issues? Or will Ms. Farber create another “adaptation” and give the play a full on contemporary context/spin with an echo to Miller’s work? Or will the play be somewhere in between? With any of these scenarios, I think The Crucible production will be fascinating to experience.
Oooh! Now I really want to get over my fear of flying and win the lottery to see Richard Armitage in The Crucible in London in Summer 2014. Ha! Life is about choices and opportunities–and where they intersect. Hmmm. Not unlike John Proctor’s predicament in The Crucible.
P.S. And I have to make a comment about Miss Julie and that playwright August Strindberg’s misguided solution for the heroine is for her to end her life–because the privilege she was born to as the daughter of a Count comes with chains of sexist and class oppression that she currently can’t figure out how to escape? Seriously dude? Your play sounds more like propaganda for the oppressors–by spreading fear and helplessness through emphasizing lack of agency–rather than a diatribe about class and gender oppression. *Grati shakes her head and steps off her soap box*