Groovy `Party’ a big laugh

 

DON'S PARTY: Chalk Farm Theatre

The Studio, Holden Street Theatres, Hindmarsh

Until March 5

 

 

IF YOU first saw Don's Party around the time it was written, or if you remember the 1976 movie, you probably think of it as a piece of naturalistic contemporary Australian drama.

Some time in the past 30 years, however, David Williamson's classic dark-edged comedy of manners about the defeat of the Labor Party in the 1969 federal election has become a period piece, performed by actors born a generation or more later than the characters they play, and dressed up in their parents' clothes.

What's even more frightening is that three decades later, Australia is back in the same situation, with Labor voters huddled round the TV set in fear and apprehension every time another election night comes round.

For a period piece, Don's Party has an extraordinary amount of contemporary relevance.

But this production of it never quite comes together.

Geoff Crowhurst's uneven direction creates frequent patches of onstage emotional incoherence, with some characters played as cartoon stereotypes and others as naturalistic portraits.

There are several ensemble scenes in which the characters don't really seem to be conversing, and a number of the male characters repeatedly burst into red-faced ranting for no apparent reason.

It's also hard to believe that this assortment of male psychologists, dentists, lawyers and accountants - even in those dark pre-feminist days - could have been quite such an immature, inarticulate, irresponsible bunch of sexist sleazebags, slobs and thugs as the play, and this production of it, make them out to be.

Among the male characters the two exceptions to this are Eugene Suleau in a wonderfully stitched-up performance as Simon the Liberal-voting accountant, and Matt Russell exercising his gentle comic talents as the bewildered, newly abandoned Mack.

On the whole, the female characters in this play are nicer, stronger and more knowledgeable than their partners, so among the actors the women tend to fare better, with the script and the director allowing them to go for subtler, less over-played acting styles.

The female cast is uniformly strong, with particularly good performances by Jo-Anne Dunstan as the sexy Kerry and Wendy Bos as the sweet, over-dressed, flat-chested, Liberal-voting Jody.

The highlight is the scene early in Act 2 where the women congregate in the kitchen and begin discussing their sex lives. A brilliant, hilarious piece of ensemble work.

The minimalist, early-1970s interior set, with its Jaffa colour scheme and the ubiquitous shag rug, bar stools and sea-grass matting, is realistic enough to cause faint nausea in any spectator old enough to remember thinking that those things were cool.

And if Labor-voting middle-class professional Australian men really did once behave like that as recently as 1969, then we should all be grateful for the change.

 

KERRYN GOLDSWORTHY

 

● Review published in the Weekly Times Messenger, 2-3-05, p. 30.