Grief is the thing with feathers, Belvoir St Theatre and Andrew Henry Presents, Belvoir St Theatre, 26 July-24 Aug

 

This is virtuso theatre - Toby Schmitz making his comeback to Belvoir after quite a while away, in a piece he's co-adapter of (along with director/co-designer Simon Phillips and lighting/co-set-designer Nick Schlieper, both of whom are showing similar virtuoisity in their own ways), offering him the role both of a father dealing with his two sons in the wake of his wife's death, and the chaotic crow that comes into their lives and provokes them with its raw, basic needs and unpitying stare.

It's an irresistable role for an actor, and Schmitz devours it whole -morphing between the introspective, bookish father and the force-of-nature Crow. The two boys are also great roles for adult performers Phillip Lynch and Fraser Morrison, both bringing a childish innocence and glee into their performances as they rebel, explore the world around them and stretch against the limitations of their lives. 

Schlieper's lighting gets a chance to bring all the bells and whistles, from a spectacular arrival for the Crow to projections taking us into the worlds of the characters, sharply shifting from intimacy to broad open spaces. Cellist Freya Schack-Arnott gives it a driving energy underneath, pushing things along with oomph and power. 

For all this virtuosity, I did feel like the spectacle at times was slightly overwhelming the meaning -  I don't feel like I came out thinking about much that was said so much as the sounds and the visions - for an adaptation of a literary work I didn't come away with many words. But it's definately worthwhile seeing a powerhouse actor in a role he absolutely barnstorms with.