The whiteness is
total, all encompassing. Like a void, it swallows the vanishing point into its
depths so you are convinced something strange is happening in the fabric of
reality. Like the backdrop in a photographer’s studio, Robert Cousins’ set for
Belvoir’s latest production (a Simon Stone rewriting of Eugene O’Neill’s
Pulitzer Prize-winning play) creates a blank page in the open book of Belvoir’s
corner. Ingenious in its simplicity, it recalls Peter Brook’s at-the-time groundbreaking
A Midsummer Night’s Dream for the
Royal Shakespeare Company in 1970, the foremost example of Brook’s ‘empty
space.’ You might’ve seen the pictures – a white cube of a set, with doors and
panels set in its walls, swings hanging from the flies, the giant red feather
of Titania’s bower, the actors dressed in brightly-coloured costumes, purples,
reds, yellows, blues, greens; a circus-like aesthetic, as it’s often been
described as – and as the play progressed, you could tell that the audience too,
was aware of the intertextuality, the meta-theatrical allusions at play. Much
of what Brook wanted to do in his Dream,
was to strip away the tradition of realism that theatre had become entrenched
in since the 19th century, and liberate it into a heightened realm
of metaphor and symbolism, where the audience was part of the theatre-making
process, involved implicitly in completing the circle of theatrical illusion.