-0.71°C Green is very much in, helped along by the Wicked films, but there has been a great deal of affection for Shrek ever since he first appeared on screen in 2001. Shrek the Musical, staged at Charter Hall, draws directly from that original screenplay and, while it may not boast the strongest score in musical theatre history, it contains plenty of moments that generate genuine joy and laughter.
First, the negatives, which are largely technical. Missed cues, a follow spot that doesn’t always follow, a sound mix that occasionally makes lyrics unclear, and, most notably, the wrong backing track being played, leaving the ensemble visibly embarrassed on stage, are all issues that might be forgiven on an opening night. However, by the ninth performance these problems really need addressing as a matter of urgency. It is unfair on an acting company giving so much energy while trying to fill such a vast venue.
Thankfully, there are many positives. Local actor Joseph Rawlings is a splendid Shrek, with a fine singing voice, gleefully embracing the character’s rude humour while also finding real poignancy in the role. He is well matched by Rachel Jerram’s Princess Fiona, vocally strong and projecting a warm, winning personality. Chris Edgerley almost steals the show as Lord Farquaad, clearly relishing the role, although I do feel his legs should never be seen, and they were visible on a couple of occasions.
Danny Don Jules, while seemingly perfect casting as Donkey, lacked energy at the performance I attended, and there was little chemistry between Donkey and Shrek, with cues often picked up slowly. That said, they are supported by a terrific ensemble, particularly in the fairy tale scenes. Huge congratulations are due to the prosthetics and make-up team, who have done an excellent job bringing these characters convincingly and enjoyably to life. James Cartwright’s direction works hard to maintain momentum and successfully overcomes many of the limitations of the space.
While the production doesn’t quite reach the heights of last year’s Elf, part of that lies with the material itself. This is not, at heart, a Christmas musical. While the farting and burping gags delight both younger and older audience members, the love story may pass over the heads of the very young. However, a rousing I’m a Believer sends the audience out with huge smiles, and there is no denying the heart that has gone into this show.
Tighten the technical aspects, and this could truly shine.
Review by Paul T. Davies, Theatre Editor, Keep Colchester Cool
