Meeting at Menin
Gate, The MAC Theatre. 21st September
2013
I’m currently watching the X Factor. Like many of us across the country, I can’t
shake my fascination with it. Nor The
Voice. Nor Come Dine with Me (on which I
have a long-held and not-so-secret desire to appear). I live my life to music, I love books and
I’ve probably managed to sit through ten whole films in my lifetime - but from
time to time, I suffer from the uncomfortable feeling that I’m suffering from a
perilous cultural deficiency.
This week, my dear madre threw me a rope by way of an
invitation to accompany her to Meeting at Menin Gate at the MAC Theatre,
a play by Martin Lynch. By her own
admission it would be heavy going. Given
that my mother’s holiday reading tends to consist of biographies of local politicians (“Man of War, Man of Peace” anyone?), this did not bode for a lightsome
afternoon. Nonetheless I accepted the
invitation, took a deep breath and prepared to immerse myself in enough political
commentary to erase the guilt of the entire season of this year’s X Factor.
The MAC Theatre is a significant enhancement to the
ever-expanding Cathedral Quarter. Its
modern and distinctive architecture add to the vaguely European atmosphere of
Saint Ann’s Square. Before Saturday’s
performance I’d visited the MAC on several occasions, for work rather than
pleasure, and can confirm it bears out as a theatre even more convincingly than
it wears its corporate mask.
Meeting at Menin Gate is the third part of the “Ulster
Trilogy” staged by Green Shoot Productions and directed by Matt Torney. I had slight trepidation that as the final
instalment of a series it would lack the punch of a single piece of standalone
theatre - however my fears proved to be unfounded.
The lights go up on a bare set with the two lead characters
Terry (James Doran) and Liz (Andrea Irvine) seated in two chairs facing out
towards us, the audience. The genius of
both the unassuming set and understated beginning is that the audience is
immediately invited into the action. The
first act bypasses the sense of disconnect that can often divide actors and an
audience. Terry is a reformed
ex-Republican who was detained at Her Majesty’s Pleasure for the murder of two
soldiers serving in the British Army.
Liz, a Unionist whose father was a member of the RUC, hails from
Hillsborough. The pair convincingly
represent two sides of the same coin and are instantly both recognisable and
likeable. They’re thrown together on a
trip to Belgium and a love story begins to develop.
Against the backdrop of this romance, we are cunningly shown
brief snapshots of the Troubles as recalled by the characters’ individual
flashbacks or narrated to the audience.
The play is also wickedly humourous – the most notable moments of levity
being brought to the action by Marty Maguire and Maria Connolly with both
playing a multitude of characters and bringing something fresh (and potentially
scene-stealing) to each role. Maguire’s
most memorable contribution was as the Paul Weller-loving older brother of
Liz’s youth, and Connolly’s as the foul-mouthed yet convincing Cara.
The play’s elegant title certainly lent itself to the simple
beauty and subsequent tension of the first half and as we left for the interval
on a “cliff-hanger”, I reflected that this was possibly the most
emotionally-charged piece of political drama that I had seen since the Lyric
staged Frank McGuinness’ “Observe the Sons of Ulster Marching Towards the Somme”.
Nonetheless as the second half began, it became clear that we
were watching a different play entirely.
The stage had been dressed realistically (rather than symbolically) and
Liz and Terry were no longer facing us; but on their feet and absorbed in their
own story. At this point I should
comment that, given the development of the plot, the significance of this was
probably appropriate. There was a noticeable
departure from the familiar atmosphere created in the first half - the context
being that Liz is forced to face a terrible truth about a traumatic childhood
event that ultimately turns her relationship with Terry on its head. Although initially disappointed that the earlier
intimacy we had enjoyed had been lost, I settled in to enjoy the second
act. And then things took a turn for the
surreal.
The MAC Theatre’s listing for this play had warned that an
audience should expect “strong language, moderate violence and partial nudity”. Neither my mother nor I had a problem with
any of the above. Nonetheless we hadn’t
anticipated how difficult it is not to laugh in a hushed theatre when a grown
man is lying prone on the stage with his trousers and boxers around his ankles,
being smacked with a piece of foam disguised as a wooden stake. I could feel my most inappropriate and
high-pitched giggle coming on (which was stifled in the nick of time). I felt as though we had descended into
theatre of the absurd - made even more shocking by the stark contrast with the
elegantly-crafted first act.
The second half continued largely along the same vein of
rather unpersuasive and borderline puzzling low-level violence. At no point was it gratuitous or in any way
difficult to bear; but it did feel unconvincing. Nonetheless the plot continued to develop
throughout the second act and it became apparent that this was not a romance,
nor a commentary on the differences between Republicans and Unionists, but
rather a story of victim and perpetrator.
It was a tale of unresolved anger that documents the difficulties of
moving on from the horrors of the Troubles and voices the impotency felt by
those affected by “empty chairs at the dinner table”.
Despite the interludes of violence leaving me somewhat
incredulous, the message that I carried away from yesterday’s performance has
stayed with me. The theme of victims and
perpetrators is not familiar to my generation.
We are the new wave and (mostly) ready to move on and start afresh. The truth is that it cannot be any other way;
nevertheless Meeting at Menin Gate is a poignant reminder that the aftershocks
of our troubled history can still be felt by some.
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