Review: Twelfth Night at Sheffield’s Crucible Theatre
It takes place in a kind-of 1930s setting, with shabby-chic décor, bursts of Irish rock music, and several unlikely uses for a wardrobe!
The broad comedy is safe in the hands of David Fielder and Milo Twomey as a drunk Sir Toby Belch and striped-blazer-clad hooray Henry Sir Andrew Aguecheek, ably abetted by Doňa Croll as a feisty Maria.
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Hide AdOlivia (Rebecca Johnson) raises a smile or two as she bursts out of her buttoned-up mourning when she falls headlong for Cesario, who is really a girl. And clever wordplay is the province of Feste the jester (Brian Protheroe, who shows himself to be a talented musician too.)
Hugh Ross is a starchy Malvolio, who retains his dignity to the end as he is mercilessly tormented for his lack of humour.
This solid, workmanlike production runs until October 18.
LYNNE PATRICK