Happy Days
*****
photo credit Johan Persson
ANYONE permanently
buried up to their waist and then neck in sand and gravel would have
to have a cheery disposition to survive and not sink into madness.
And yet this almost
impossibly sounding scenario is played out in Samuel Beckett's play
Happy Days, a new production of which is now on at the Young Vic.
Set in blazing sunshine
on a rocky and constantly eroding escarpment which juts out into the
auditorium, it sees actress Juliet Stevenson as Winnie, a woman with
a ridiculously sunny outlook trapped from the waist down.
It is essentially a
one-woman show with Winnie babbling on, reminiscing about her life
and taking comfort in her daily routines which include saying a few
prayers, wondering whether it is the right time to sing her song or
put up her umbrella and counting her blessings.
Also important to her
sanity is a dusty black bag and its contents which is just within
arms length.
During the course of
the play, everything gets taken out of the bag and is meticulously
placed in front of her which she then studies in great detail.
In between all this she
periodically calls out to her very detached husband Willie to make
sure he is still there and within earshot.
Willie, played by David
Beames, is not often seen by either the audience or Winnie and is only
occasionally heard, and spends most of his time in a hole near where
Winnie is trapped.
And if things look
bleak for Winnie in the first half, after a landslide of pebbles the
second half sees her buried up to her neck making it almost too
harrowing to watch.
It is a story of mind
over matter and one woman's battle to survive against all the odds
and Juliet Stevenson gives a truly mesmerising performance.
Happy Days is on at the
Young Vic until March 8. Tickets from £10. Call the box office on
020 7922 2922.
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