James Joyce House,
Ulster Bank Dublin Theatre Festival
Sept 30-Oct 16
My review of Selina Cartmel’s The Lulu House coming up
just as soon as my hair defines me like the ornament on the hood of a car ...
Selina Carmel stormed the Irish Times Theatre Awards in
February with Robin Robertson’s new translation of Medea, with her picking up the night’s Best Director trophy. Now
considered one of the industry’s greatest assets (she’s received Project Awards
funding each round this year) she takes to the Theatre Festival with The Lulu House – a multi-art form
rumination of silent movie star and cultural rebel Louise 'Lulu' Brooks in James Joyce
House.
It’s hard to picture anyone better suited than cabaret siren
Camille O’Sullivan, unflinching and pitch perfect, as Lulu. Her movements play
and dart with the urgency of a silent movie figurine, and vocally she effortlessly
finds and plucks the key of Conor Linehan’s majestic arrangements. She’s
accompanied by Lorcan Cranitch playing an obsessive who chases the actress through
the house in recreation of Pabst’s Pandora’s
Box.
The Victorian interiors of James Joyce House are furnished
to create a participatory space that is part museum, part movie scene
recreation. Projectors throw footage of Brooks’ work onto window shutters and dressing
table mirrors. The contents of each room in their specificity invite us to
collect clues.
Cartmel creates an environment where scenes and images unfold
like cinematic shots. She’s somehow managed to take the boundless perceptivity
and reach of a movie camera into the theatre space and has given it to the
audience. As Roger Ebert put it in his
review of Pandora’s Box:
“Louise Brooks regards
us from the screen as if the screen were not there; she casts away the artifice
of film and invites us to play with her”
The Lulu House is
sheer sensory delight (and an enticing prelude to Cartmel’s The Making of ‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore in
December). In the end we are left with the tattered image of the Brooks behind the
sex symbol which society has created for her. She walks away across the river and disappears into the city, another
broken soul among many.
What did everybody else think?
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