PETER AND ALICE
Noel Coward Theatre, London, Saturday 18th May, 2013
The premise of John Logan’s new play is ‘what if the boy who inspired Peter Pan and the girl who inspired Alice in Wonderland met as grown-ups in real life?’ Logan gives us an answer to this ‘what if’ but also much more.
Peter Llewellyn Davies (Ben Whishaw) is a delicate man, scruffy in his tweed jacket and shapeless slacks. He encounters Alice Liddell Hargreaves (Judi Dench) as they wait to take part in a talk or lecture about the books that sprang from their relationships with the authors.
As they wait, they compare experiences, what life has been like linked to their literary counterparts, and it soon becomes apparent there is a hint of Lady Bracknell to old Alice. Peter stands his ground against her but it is clear he is uncomfortable. Rather than extending this amusing interaction for the whole of the running time, Logan gives us something more fantastical. The book-ridden waiting room flies away to reveal a set like a Victorian toy theatre. Drawn figures inhabit the boxes: recognisable as Tenniel’s interpretations of Lewis Carroll characters; the backdrops bring to mind illustrations by the likes of Arthur Rackham and E. Shepherd. The stage itself is a chess board of black and white squares. Peter and Alice reminisce, challenging each other’s recollections, and here the play discusses the nature of memory. “You’re remembering yourself as you are now,” Old Alice chides Peter, “only smaller.” Memory is coloured by who we are now, what those past events have made us into.
Through their eyes, we meet the Reverend Charles Dodgson aka Lewis Carroll and J M Barrie. The writers are portrayed as eccentric, enthusiastic coves, driven by loneliness. Peter and Alice consider their relationships with the authors. There is no case of molestation but they conclude it was some form of abuse, forcing a child to navigate a relationship for which that child isn’t ready. A kind of emotional abuse, then.
The characters themselves appear; Peter flies in and Alice steps up from a door in the floor. They are the fictionalised, immortal versions of the man and woman who grew up in their shadow. They catalogue their adult counterparts’ flaws and failings with childlike directness. Real world Peter and Alice have a love/hate relationship on the characters they inspired.
They discuss growing up and growing old. It is absolutely fitting that two characters from everyone’s childhood expound on subjects that are universal. And so the play moves from re-enacted biography and particular tragedy to something that has emotional resonance with everyone.
Peter Pan (Olly Alexander) and Alice in Wonderland (Ruby Bentall) portray the familiar figures with an almost inhuman quality – up against the ‘real world’ characters, they are understandably two-dimensional and flat. Stefano Braschi is dapper and amusing as the upper class twit who struggles to propose to Judi Dench, and Nicholas Farrell and Derek Riddell bring more than eccentricity and creepiness to the writers Carroll and Barrie respectively in their sentimental attachments to their young muses.
Judi Dench is sublime as the acerbic Alice, putting aside her walking stick to become the very young girl again, shedding the authority and cantankerousness of age for the innocence and curiosity of youth. Her reaction to news of losing two sons in the First World War is heart-rending.
Ben Whishaw also excels as the damaged Peter, a sad and fragile figure, whose cares melt away when he relives happy moments from childhood. But the loss of his parents and brothers has affected him irrevocably. He’s the kind of man you want to shake one minute and sit him down and give him a hearty meal the next. Whishaw gives a poignant performance, thoroughly credible and endearing.
Childhood, says Alice, “gives us a bank of happy memories” against the sorrows that come when we are old. If we’re lucky, old girl.
It’s a wistful rather than nostalgic production. Melancholy runs through it but there is also plenty of humour in the dialogue and some rather lyrical and reflective passages. It’s a strong contender for Best New Play in the theatre awards of my imagination.
Christopher Oram’s set design is evocative and entirely appropriate. Michael Grandage directs with restraint, giving the script room to breathe. There is, among others, a beautiful staged scene with old Alice as young Alice with Dodgson in his dark room, developing a photographic plate, immortalising her. It encapsulates, defines and terminates their relationship – every part of the play operates on several levels: past and present seen through the prism of our own memory and affection for the literary characters.
We cannot help but be moved by the fate of the real-life Peter and Alice, and we leave the theatre with our own memories and sense of mortality pricked by this absorbing and rewarding piece of theatre.
Watch your Ms and Qs: Alice Liddell meets Peter Pan (Judi Dench and Ben Whishaw)