These Walls

Wed 21st – Thu 22nd October 2015


Amanda Brown

at 00:27 on 22nd Oct 2015



The main spotlight was, as it should have been, on the sheer magnificence and splendour of King's chapel architecture.

Though an unorthodox method of showcasing the world-famous chapel, it was quite the success.

The evening began with a pleasant torch-lit walk from 'the backs' to the chapel, accompanied by tenor and bass voices spread across the grounds, with the voices being spread far enough to hear no more than two/ three harmonies at one time.

Upon entering the chapel one was met with a sudden, complete darkness and a still, chilling, silence- almost suspending the viewer in time and space (or perhaps, making them hyper-aware of their fellow theatre goers). Gradually, however, as dissonant Latin melodies floated from behind, as lights flashed and the actors took their places, total attention was drawn to 'those walls'.

The light play demanded the full awe of the long-standing, gothic architecture to be felt, and the linear, choreographed movements of the actors, weaving in and out of each other highlighted the universality of this chapel's admiration, as man and woman, young and old, the Cantabrigian and the backpacker would slowly, deliberately walk the length of the chapel, subdued by its beautiful craftsmanship and amazed by the resplendent stained glass windows.

Most exciting was the moment in which the first word was spoken. Huddled together, and finally facing the audience, the actors' speech invoked a vision of past kings. I say 'actors'', as most creatively, the actors performed this part as a collective, turning and swaying, rising and sinking as if they were one giant organism, reminiscent of a Greek tragic chorus.

The ambience of the chapel was simply magical.

As we progressed through the building, breathtaking renditions of German choral music from The King's Men choral scholars were to be enjoyed, first appreciated in an intimate, candle-lit vigil and secondly as the men were interspersed throughout the audience, gazing upon the stained-glass windows.

One of the longest speeches and indeed the most magnificent, was a monologue delivered in the dimly lit reverie. Closing one's eyes, the ancient orisons of the past could be conjured, and the long robes of priests could almost be heard to sweep the floor, one could even imagine a time in which the stone work itself could inspire the fear of God.

The production was well crafted, designating just the right amount of time to the actors' dance, to the King's Men and to our appreciating the intricacies of the chapel itself. A tribute to the overwhelming affective experience of the chapel and to those who have walked it, this evening was truly inspired and very well spent.


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