Having studied it for 2 years for A-level, I haven’t revisited the episodic narrative that often. And if you look back at previous notable productions, it’s the Cleopatras that the critics favour – Vanessa Redgrave, Dorothy Turin, Judi Dench or the ground-breaking Mark Rylance – and Antony’s tend to be forgotten.
Here too Sophie Okonedo is a towering queen of Egypt ; fickle, angry, passionate and subtle in her love and hatred.
Ralph Fiennes is clearly a man past his prime – initially swaggering, bumbling, often at the drink and scant sign of his former nobility. He descends into a kind of hunched sel-loathing, knowing he should be better but utterly smitten by the love he can’t resist. He botches marriage, he botches battles and he finally botches his own suicide – a scene which unfortunately the live audience decided was funny.
The filmic nature of the play – Act 4 alone has 15 short sharp scenes – is reflected here for some of the battles, shown on giant tv screens and it certainly speeds the action along in a play that runs well over 3 hours.
But for me, even the appearance of a live wriggling snake to speed Cleopatra’s death couldn’t save the show. It lacks a vital spark and probably can slide back into the archives without too many tears.
You can watch it here;