Adrian Noble’s production of The Tempest, first seen at 2011’s San Diego Shakespeare Festival, is one of the most accessible and heart-warming interpretations to come to the modern stage.
Perhaps nodding to speculation that Shakespeare originally planned a musical, there are several big “numbers” here – songs familiar and new. Like other elements of the production, [Shaun Davey’s score is filmic, the music a character in its own right.
Tim Pigott-Smith is a kindly, sympathetic Prospero: a gentle (rather than jealous) god, and loving father, majestic and enjoyable. Iris Roberts claims Miranda for her own – no whimsy here; rather a woman free of courtly nicety, honest, fair and, it feels, true to Shakespeare’s intention. Comic duo Trinculo and Stephano are beautifully pitched: Geoffrey Freshwater’s Stephano is spot-on as the butler-cum-god and Mark Hadfield as Trinculo is a master of the comic tightrope, himself usurped in friendship and status by Matt Ryan’s Caliban.
Ralph Funicello’s set and Alan Burrett’s lighting combine with the soundscape to lull you into a dream-like glow, a blue hue of synaptic magic, where spirits will play and whence – ultimately – humans must go.
This is a show for the whole family, with no dark corners, but plenty of humanity.