Each actor brings their characters to colourful life, with Short perfectly capturing Jane’s heady mix of infallible inner strength and devastating vulnerability. Her kaleidoscopic emotions throughout both Acts are entirely believable, meaning that I felt the cruel rejection she experienced as a child, as well as the soaring love which later grows for Mr Rochester.
Unlike in the book, I felt that Helen, Jane’s faithful and only friend at Lowood School, was not on stage long enough to be fully developed, meaning that I felt little emotional investment in her illness. Of course, condensing a 500+ page novel into two hours of engaging theatre inevitably leads to some compromises, and most other characters are given enough time to flourish.
Toms, who plays Helen, is particularly impressive in her versatility, switching deftly between the whining, spoiled Adele, the pompous Blanche Ingram, and the wholesome, bubbly Diana Rivers, among others. Hamilton’s portrayal of St John is a little heavy-handed at times, but this only serves to heighten the awkward earnestness of Mr Rochester’s pious foil.
Warwick is an effective Rochester, evoking both frustration and sympathy in the viewer, and his personality seems to evolve and shapeshift throughout the performance. I liked the inventiveness of the animals and the props used, with Warwick’s dramatic lean-back over a human ‘bed’ making for a particularly memorable moment.
The music, directed by Ellie Verkerk, is a welcome addition to the story, bringing vibrancy, enhancing emotion, and momentarily pulling viewers back from the intensity of the plot. Toms’s voice is stunning, sailing out across the auditorium (one would imagine), and encapsulating the haunting ambience of the tale.
Jane Eyre undoubtedly has gothic elements, if not strictly of the gothic genre, and Blackeyed Theatre’s production capitalises on this without turning it into a horror story. There are terrifying moments, piercing screams, building tensions, unsettling creaks, scratching violins, and madness personified, but all is executed without unnecessary melodrama. Emotions are heighted to precisely the right degree, before being brought back down again with musical relief, or a moment of comic sarcasm of Mrs Fairfax or one of the Rivers sisters.
By the time we reach the final moments, both heart-breaking and tender in equal measures, we do feel as though we have collectively reached the climax – ‘we’ being the audience, although now all scattered across towns and cities, and the characters, in whom we have become invested along the way.
Our hearts ache, perhaps more acutely this year, with love, loss, and bittersweet reunion. Even though it provides little comfort, we are reminded that the emotions we are feeling now have been felt before and will be felt again. Our plights are different, and hardly comparable, but spending two hours with Jane Eyre and Blackeyed Theatre one evening soon will remind you that we can never truly be alone. (Harriet Clifford)
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