The Brontë sisters’ legend gets another going over in this rumbunctious but slender play by Sarah Gordon. It allows them to be not just feminist literary trailblazers martyred to tuberculosis and the patriarchy, but also jealous, competitive and selfish.
Especially Charlotte, who is played with brash charisma and micron-deep self-interest by TV favourite Gemma Whelan. Behind every great woman, she says, are a hundred other great women vying for her hard-won place at the table.
The language is saltily updated – Poet Laureate Robert Southey is dismissed as a “bell end” – and Natalie Ibu’s co-production with Northern Stage, of which she is artistic director, is playful and visually witty.
But the show relies on argument rather than character and it’s short on substance, partly because so little is known about the Brontes beyond their published works.
On one level this is yet another play about how tough it is to be a writer, though this was especially true for three women in the 1840s trapped on a Yorkshire Moor with a vicar father and a wastrel brother.
On another, it’s an imaginative reappraisal and reclamation of the youngest sister, Anne, played with great charm and warmth by Rhiannon Clements. (...)
There’s lots of direct address to the audience as the ultimate arbiters of the story, and some very clumsy ‘meta’ touches: Charlotte is literally put into a display case in the Haworth parsonage museum at the end. Back in your box, eh?
This is slickly done, knockabout fun which takes on some serious subjects and rightly relegates the men to supporting roles. But ultimately, it doesn’t say much new about the Brontes, gender or jealousy at all. (Nick Curtis)
The Brontë Sisters
Maintained by the Brontë Society, this humble parsonage in West Yorkshire, England was once home to the renowned Brontë sisters. It was owned by their father who was a curate at the nearby St Michael and All Angels' Church in Haworth. Three of his daughters, Charlotte, Emily and Anne grew up to be acclaimed authors who played a significant role in shaping the history of English literature as we know it. From 'Wuthering Heights', 'Jane Eyre' to 'The Tenant of Wildfell Hall', each of these books were written within the stone walls of the Haworth Parsonage that was converted into a museum in 1928. Using contemporary descriptions, surviving bills and accounts, sampling and cross-section evidence, the house was revamped in great detail to resemble its 1850s appearance. (Snigdha Sharma)
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