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REVIEW: QUILLS ***** Stoke Newington People

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Second Skin Theatre is back with a vengeance thanks to the Marquis de Sade

By Sophie_RT | Sunday, October 21, 2012, 15:53

Second Skin Theatre returns to Stoke Newington after almost a year away, in which they took their first Stokey show, La Chunga, to the West End. This time they’re back with something even rawer, and – dare I say it? – even more devilishly delicious, just in time for Halloween.

An ‘intimate’ theatre in more ways than one, director Andy McQuade and his team have transformed the basement of White Rabbit Cocktail Club (formerly Baby Bathhouse) into a space in which the audience are nose-to-nose with the actors, for a thrilling sense of voyeurism that suits the play down to a T. Quills relives the tale of the Marquis de Sade’s incarceration in Charenton’s mental institute in the early 19th Century. His love of writing, eroticism and violence come together to cause problems for the authorities and his eccentric wife; and questions of mental illness, freedom of speech and human nature are played out on stage in this comic tragedy.

Lust, love, religion and authority are tangled in an honest, shocking and often hilarious portrayal of a world on the edge of meltdown. As the play progresses the characters – from the hardened asylum manager, through the devout priest, to the Marquis himself – all end up as shackled as each other, with each man struggling against his own subservience. Quills asks questions about a writer’s responsibility for a reader’s reaction, which feels particularly important following the recent debate around controversial publications by Nick Griffin and Charlie Hebdo.

The play runs for another three weeks, and has already attracted the attention of West End venues, so it may be joining La Chunga as a Stokey export. For those of you looking for something to do over Halloween that doesn’t involve trick or treating and/or dressing up as a pumpkin, then get yourself down to the dark depths of Church Street for a more adult way to prepare for witching hour.

Five stars.

REVIEW : QUILLS ***** RemoteGoat

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“Feathers Flying in the Cockpit”

by Chris Bearne for remotegoat on 20/10/12

Second Skin, in their atmospheric new venue, excel even their own uncompromising, high-stakes, intensified-reality brand of theatre. Quills is a knockout. I was amazed to learn how little this play has been performed. I’ve not seen the screen version, so this is speak as you find. And I found a feast. Is it an “astuce”, to lure a handful of willing customers into a dark basement, with the foreknowledge that the last days of the Marquis de Sade in the madhouse at Charenton can’t possibly turn out well? No, it’s more a matter of setting the theatrical bar very high – clear it and you’re flying, fail and the turkey lies flapping on the floor. Not this one.

This play demands and receives a very heightened style of acting, meticulously observed, rehearsed and directed by Andy McQuade, and produced to maximum effect by Jessica Ruano (extraordinary things, technical and atmospheric, are achieved in their diminutive black box).

I need to go chronologically, here : it was the sheer drive, belief and intensity of the first scene, between the Divine Marquis’ long-suffering and utterly driven wife Renee Pelagie, delightingly played with riveting, manic brio by Lauren Kellegher, and the new-broom Director of the Asylum, Dr Royer-Collard (Stephen Connery-Brown, with the glittering, sweaty certitude of a rapacious Balkan warlord) that really took us by the throat with appal and delight. This was to be a battle of words, a battle with words. Doug Wright’s script shares with the works of his protagonist the sheer ebullience of what you can do with words. Joyous : words relished, polished, masticated and ejaculated. And funny. Words, above all that are the lifeblood of the Marquis and his eventual undoing. But that was still to come. New characters came charged with life (Madeleine, Nika Khitrova, brave, beautiful, joie-de-vivre in the hell-hole), with pious conviction (Abbe de Coulmier, Chris Brown, saintly, questioning and doomed by religious logic) and impelled by the burning need to prevail…

… Over him, the monster, the scatalogue and his obscene imaginings. After the effusions of the others, Peter Glover’s unveiling of The Marquis, gross but suave, honey-and-ordure tongued, was compellingly sotto voce, measured and subtle. This left him everywhere to go in what came after (no spoilers), and everywhere he duly went, intrepidly exploring the limits of our outrage and of our compassion. A protean performance.

Event Venues & Times
Showing until 11/11/12 The White Rabbit Theatre | The White Rabbit Cocktail Bar, 125 Stoke Newington Church Street, London, N16 OLU