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Dying to witness convincing acting


HUMAN
Tristan Bates Theatre

TWO young characters. Two terminal diseases. Nine months to live, and they’ve only just met.
What would you do? Go and see the Pyramids? Bungee jump? Travel around the world? This question is posed near the beginning of Rikki Beadle-Blair’s ‘Human’ in a vain effort to conjure up a spirit of do-or-die hedonism and adventure.
A spirit which the characters hope will lessen the load of impending doom that hangs so heavily around their necks. And thus begins a journey involving alcohol, sex, coming to terms with the past, and imagining a shared future that both know will never come to pass. There’s a real sense of emptiness in the restless desire to realise their dreams, especially when it’s so obvious that neither person will come close to fulfilling them – they have become too wrapped up in each other.
Much of the action takes place in a hotel bedroom which is fitting for the play’s focus: the way two people can be brought closer together by tragedy. Injecting authenticity into a relationship between characters who don’t know each other at the beginning of a play is a demanding task for any playwright.
Unfortunately, Beadle-Blair’s script doesn’t deliver much that isn’t either melodrama or cloying sentimentality.
The actors, (a different cast each night), give it their best shot but the conflicts seem artificially created and the moments of tenderness are unconvincing.
There are a few good exchanges in the dialogue such as “Penny for your thoughts,” “That’d be over-charging,” and a very funny near-death-experience scene which Elliott James-Fisher really brought to life on the night I saw it, but overall the play seems too episodic, shallow, and, frankly, unoriginal. The mindless escapism into sex and alcohol is obvious; and the sum total of wisdom and insight one character has apparently gained about the other seems to be contained in the hackneyed line “You’re terrified of living ‘coz dying will be that much harder.” Hardly a revelation. There must be many ways of coming to terms with having to die young, and many ways of exploring them dramatically, and if you expect your audience to sit through a string of depressing scenarios then they have the right to hope that it might prove to be a more edifying experience than that offered here.

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