Hobson's Choice

REVIEW: HOBSON'S CHOICE at the Crucible, Sheffield

Harold Brighouse is getting increasingly popular these days; last year saw Manchester Royal Exchange Theatre’s production of Zack and Northern Broadsides’ tour of The Game. And it’s not hard to see why. Hobson’s Choice has a peculiarly northern charm with its gruff accents, Mancunian setting and echoes of a bygone era of hard work, pragmatism and “decency”.  But there’s also the eternal appeal of touching domesticity, the triumph and perils of capitalism, and the continual battles of the sexes, all knitted together by gently comic moments. Finally, there’s something of the fairytale about Brighouse’s Hobson’s Choice, a kind of Cinderella meets the Suffragettes.

Hobson’s Choice marks the directorial debut of Christopher Luscombe at Sheffield’s Crucible Theatre. It’s a capable performance, solid and reliably amusing. Luscombe gives us a classic telling of Brighouse’s play, and on the whole he handles Brighouse’s humour well, refraining from forcing the laughs. The Crucible’s thrust stage is well-suited to the performance, being fairly large in capacity (seating 980), yet retaining an intimate relationship between audience and stage thanks to the three-sided layout.

Janet Bird’s designs fit well with Luscombe’s vision, a traditional production, down-to-earth and simple. The first act features a simple shop interior and window-display of various boots, with an imposing flight of wooden bannistered stairs rising above the stage. The second act sees a shift to domesticity, a simple table and shabby chairs for the Mossops’ home, followed by Hobson’s grander living room, complete with hearth and Persian rugs. Bird’s costume designs are also commendable. The bold transformation of the sisters’ circumstances from neglected daughters to well-off wives is cleverly mirrored by their change of dress; drab black working dresses replaced by bustling brightly-coloured silks and headpieces.

The whole cast give commendably strong performances. Of particular note is Zoe Waites, perfectly cast as the dominant eldest sister Maggie. Waites deliciously conveys the matronly, bossy-boots woman determined to steamroller Will Mossop, bootmaker in her father’s shop, into accepting her proposal of marriage and business partnership. Philip McGinley makes a fine Will, convincingly timid and awkward in the face of Maggie’s orders. There are several precious moments; Will’s wedding night anguish at the thought of being alone with Maggie, which is resolved in perhaps the finest moment of the production, when he is led to the bedroom to the strains of a lullaby by a candle-bearing Maggie, her hair streaming loose about her shoulders. Here Luscombe creates a perfectly-balanced scene, touching and intimate, reinforcing and yet softening Maggie’s dominance. We also get a great moment when Hobson chews very slowly, almost choking on his daughter’s wedding cake,  dragging out the minutes as the audience is made to wait for his eating to finish.

There are also good performances from the remaining sisters, Alice (played by Cassie Atkinson) and Vickey (Sally Hodgkiss). Barrie Rutter in the title role does a decent job as the gruffly drunk misogynist and miserly father, but I couldn’t help but feel there was something missing from his performance. While amusing, I found his portrayal of Hobson did not entirely convince, although

On the whole, Luscombe’s Hobson’s Choice is a decent production, blessed with some excellent comic moments and the particularly touching lullaby scene. Unfortunately, though, the momentum seems to trial off towards the end of the first act, losing direction and our full attention. The play as a whole is solid and enjoyable, but it lacks sparkle, and must stay firmly inside the category of acceptably amusing comedies, not brilliant yet quite funny.

Runs until Saturday 25^th June.

Reviewed for "The Public Reviews".