‘Julie’ review

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© Richard H Smith Vanessa Kirby as Julie

Vanessa Kirby is great as a disintegrating posh girl in this nightmarish production

Quelle surprise, but Polly Stenham – poet laureate of the idle rich – has found more sympathy than most in her take on the posh anti-heroine of Strindberg’s endlessly adapted ‘Miss Julie’.

Unlike the usual haughty mistress of the house, Vanessa Kirby’s Julie is a gawky, underachieving party girl. When she embarks upon a desperate fling with her father’s servant Jean (Eric Kofi Abrefa), it seems she does so to alleviate the awful loneliness she feels, and her terrible, crushing inadequacy at her stalled literary career. She can be arrogant and nasty, but fundamentally she seems vulnerable and lost. If we can’t look past her privilege, neither can we look past her humanity. (Without banging on about it, it’s surely not too fanciful to imagine Stenham has made the part semi-biographical).

When the meltdown comes, it comes at the end of a brutal, booze-and-drug-fuelled birthday binge. Julie hooks up and clashes with Jean, despises herself for her betrayal of Jean’s fellow servant and girlfriend Kristina (Thalissa Teixeira), and luches towards the abyss. All the iconic/grim moments of the Strindberg original are there (bird lovers beware), but they're smartly rationalised by the intoxication.

Still, despite the fine, spiky performance from Kirby, who knows Julie can’t be too pleasant, Stenham’s empathetic script is in danger of taking the edge out of the tale. But that’s very much compensated for by Carrie Cracknell’s superlative production.

A stylised, hyperkinetic, slightly horrifying dance party – somewhere between ‘Nathan Barley’ and ‘The Matrix’ – churns sweatily away behind a screen that periodically raises and lowers (there's great choreography from Ann Yee). Down in the kitchen, Jean and Kristina chat, the room touched by warped rumbles of music, distorted, washed out lights, and while wasted, giggling guests who stumble in and run off, tittering. As the production moves towards its bleak endgame, the language and the music fade –even Jean seems to drop out – and Julie’s exhaustion, demons and comedown all catch up with her in a dreamy swirl of horror. 

Cracknell’s production is viscerally effective where Stenham’s adaptation feels soft focus. Certainly there is a lot of stuff about class – and, indeed, race – that simply doesn’t get examined here. But maybe that’s besides the point: the physical sense of a life accelerating out of control is both exhilarating and horrifying, like being forced to watch somebody else’s nightmare, or seeing a rollercoaster accelerating faster and faster and faster until the inevitable occurs.

By: Andrzej Lukowski

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tastemaker

I love Vanessa Kirby and really wanted to like this, but 'Julie' felt like the longest hour 25 minutes I have ever spent inside a theatre. Vanessa is a great actor, but the whole production lets the performance down. Within the first 15 minutes you know what the outcome of the performance is. So you sit there hoping that the way to the end will be interesting, but unfortunately it falls flat and you're left a bit unsatisfied.

tastemaker

I enjoyed this updated version of Miss Julie but felt it was trying very hard to be 'modern' and 'hip', when it doesn't need all the bells and whistles. The acting is great and I went through a range of feelings towards Julie, being disgusted with her, ashamed of her and ultimately feeling sorry/pitying her. I think it would have worked equally as well in a scaled down version on a smaller stage, the dialogue felt very intimate and was dwarfed by the large white, stark stage.

tastemaker

Any relationship between this & Strindberg's  "Miss Julie" totally escapes me. The production tries desperately to be sexy, but just ends up as being desperate. The dialogue is clunky, and clumsy. It has a lot to say about class, money & relationships, but unfortunately little of interest, or originality.


At the end of the production the confrontation between Julie (Vanessa Kirby), & Kristina (Thalissa Teixeira) is the first scene that has any ring of truth, which is mainly due to the performance of Thalissa TeixeiraIt is a very silly adaption, & I found myself laughing, not so much at the humour but more at the stupidity of it all . It only runs for 75 minutes (with no interval ) but it still seemed too long.