Twelfth Night

Generally, this space gets lists of good points, lists of bad points, a few irrelevant personal details, and if we're lucky, the reviewer's pet's reaction.

Well, this video is as close to perfect as you could hope for. A strong cast without a weak link, excellent pacing, gratifying visual design.... What am I going to complain about?

Um...Sir Andrew Aguecheek didn't have to go up into falsetto quite so often.

Ah...the sound engineers had trouble keeping up with the shouts and murmurs; perhaps if they had lowered the shouts and raised the murmurs....

Oh, just go ahead and watch it. It doesn't get any better than this.

The straightforward paths of tradition and attention to textual detail may not always lead to striking originality, but they can, as in this case, beget an appropriately humorous and a nearly definitive version.

Filmed in and around an Elizabethan manor house, this production has the grace and authenticity of its setting.

Feste is so believable that he seems to have come with the house, not the acting company.

Felicity Kendall is reasonably boyish as Cesario, but attractive enough that we never lose sight of Viola.

Toby has enough heft and charm to pass as Falstaff's younger brother.

Malvolio is stuffy without becoming a caricature; Andrew is a dolt with touches of pathos; and Olivia is beautiful enough to excite the jealousy of any Viola.

This is one of the best of the BBC's productions, with fine performances all around. The production succeeds in conveying the melancholy aspects of the play as well as its many comic elements. (Although Trevor Peacock has only a moderately good singing voice, its plangency is perfectly suited to the rather dark songs that Feste intones.) I'll register only two minor complaints. First, there are a few inappositely articulated lines. For example, Robert Lindsay inaptly utters an exclamation as a question in III.iv.133, and Alec McCowen at III.iv.35-6 incorrectly addresses a riposte to Olivia that should have been addressed to Maria. Second, quite a few of Feste's lines have been excised. Some of the deletions are well-judged, but most of them (especially in III.i and V.i) are regrettable. Still, these two small points of dissatisfaction detract very little from my enjoyment of an excellent rendering of this play.

Alec McCowen is superbly well suited for the role of Malvolio, as he highlights the character's combination of comicalness, poignancy, and rebarbativeness. Robert Hardy is an outstanding Toby Belch, and Ronnie Stevens is equally good as Andrew Aguecheek. Trevor Peacock as Feste and Robert Lindsay as Fabian are splendid in their crucial supporting roles. As I've said above, my only regret about the performance by Peacock is that he was deprived of quite a few of his lines. Felicity Kendal lives up to one's expectations of her with a wonderful performance as Viola/Cesario, and Clive Arrindell (with whose work I have no other familiarity) is a fine Orsino. Everybody else in the cast likewise contributes admirably to this wonderful production.

Twelfth Night as of now is my favourite of Shakespeare's plays, and this is a truly delightful version, tying with Kenneth Branagh's 1988 adaptation as my favourite of the four versions so far seen(the other being the Nunn film and the hard to find 1987 Australia version, both good). The costumes and sets are charming and very sumptuous as well as some dark tinges to add some dimension to the play(if not as much as Brannagh's, which is the most successful at bringing this side out), with the photography suitably skillful. The writing is as witty and funny as ever, and the story still has its charm. Generally I thought the cast were great. Ronnie Stevens' Sir Andrew Aguecheek didn't have to go into falsetto as often as he did, but he was nonetheless amusing. Sinead Cusack is a moving Olivia and Clive Arrindal a dashing Orsino. Annette Crosbie is excellent as Maria and Robert Lindsay is a perfect Fabian as is Robert Hardy as the slovenly and often hilarious Sir Toby Belch. Trevor Peacock is decent as Feste(though I thought Branagh's Feste was more effective), Felicity Kendal is a charming and impish Viola and just about convinces as a boy and Alex McCowen is an obseque and indignant Malvolio. I also want to give this performance credit for making Antonio's desire for Sebastian believable and quite moving, something that could've fallen flat but didn't. Overall, if I had to choose which I just preferred out of this and Branagh's version, I say Branagh just edging it but this is a delightful version regardless. 9.5/10 Bethany Cox.

Losing her brother at sea, Viola lives vicariously through him by subsuming her own identity and serving Count Orsino as a man. Orsino is in love with the fair Olivia; but when he sends Viola to plead his suit, Olivia, thinking she's an attractive young man, falls for her in one of literature's most comical love triangles.

The BBC's ambitious Complete Works of William Shakespeare (1978-1985) did well by Shakespeare's comedies. After all, what new could they say about the tragedies?

They couldn't always get their fists on the illustrious actors they wanted. This version has a well-chosen Felicity Kendall ("Good Neighbors") as Viola. An overacting Robert Hardy is the aptly named Sir Toby Belch. Alec McCowan is fine as the tortured Malvolio. Robert Lindsay would be better (a revelation, in fact) in "Much Ado About Nothing." Feste, one of Shakespeare's hopelessly unfunny clowns, is perfectly played by Trevor Peacock.

The later movie may be slicker with bigger stars but this is an excellent fuller version of the play. It also has a wonderful set, so superior to later, minimalist sets in the series.

If you like this play catch other comedies in the Complete Works of Shakespeare series, such as "Much Ado About Nothing," "The Taming of the Shrew" and "As You Like It." All are exquisite.