Spent an evening in glorious sunshine on the Cathedral Green in Derby last night watching an irreverent, boisterous and energetic adaptation of Peer Gynt. Directed by Pete Meakin, adapted by Peter Roberts, and performed by a sizeable community cast (remarkable given the recent wranglings at the Playhouse) on a glorious stage, it was an evening to revel in.
Peer was superbly delivered by no less than four actors who developed an enigmatic, frivolous and somewhat schizophrenic character that I loved to hate, and loved to adore. Jumping feet first into the 21st century, the script offers a grin-worthy reflection on the explosive times in which we live, and offers a compelling cause for recent troubles: mischief made by ignored trolls!
Telling such a complicated and introspective story whilst managing to keep the audience enthused and amused is a remarkable feat. One word of warning? It’s expletively good!