AN INSPECTOR CALLS by Carol Kaufman Segal
I recently
saw two episodes from The Twilight Zone
at Theatre 40 (see review of Rod
Serling’s Stories From The Zone, dated January 28, 2019). J.B.
Priestley’s classic play, An Inspector
Calls has been described by The
Washington Post as “an episode of
The Twilight Zone wrapped in an Agatha
Christie mystery”. Stephen Daltry
directs the National Theatre of Great Britain’s production playing at The Wallis
Annenberg Center for the Performing Arts in Beverly Hills.
Yes, one
might see that connection. However, this
production, which runs for one hour and forty-five minutes without an
intermission, is much more complex. It
begins with three children pulling on the curtain until it opens revealing an
unusual set designed by Ian MacNeil. A
Victorian mansion, raised above the ground is seen amidst a heavy fog and
rain. The mansion is home to the very
wealthy Birling Family. As the children
are playing, an elderly woman (DianaPayne-Myers) offers food to them. Meanwhile, the Birlings are enjoying a feast
as they celebrate the engagement of their daughter Sheila (Lianne Harvey) to
Gerald Croft (Jeff Hammer).
The
good woman, who offered the children food, happened to be the Birling’s
housekeeper Edna. You will see her
throughout the play doing her job fastidiously without ever speaking or being
acknowledged in any way. She welcomes a gentleman who arrives at the mansion and
announces himself as Inspector Goole (Liam Brennan) who is investigating a
suicide and wishes to interrogate each of the people attending the engagement
party. Those include Sheila and Gerald
as well as Sybil (Christine Kavanaugh) and Arthur Birling (Andrew Macklin),
Sheila’s parents, and Eric Birling (Hamish Riddle), her brother.
When
questioned by the Inspector, all of them admit to having had a personal
interaction with the same woman. Each
admits that they treated her with little regard, as a person beneath their
social level. Perhaps any one of them could
have been the reason for her committing suicide. After ending his inquisition, the Inspector
departs, leaving them all with guilty consciences – but only for the moment. Suddenly they question who really sent the
Inspector to their home, and upon second thought, they return to the mansion as
though none of it ever happened. Did it? You decide.
There is a message in Priestley’s play, that is, to show the way the
wealthy treat those less fortunate than they, without compassion or a
conscience.
An Inspector
Calls is playing Tuesdays through Fridays at 7:30 PM, Saturdays at 2 PM and
7:30 PM, and Sundays at 2 PM and 7 PM, through Feb. 10th, at the Bram
Goldsmith Theater in the Wallis Annenberg Center for the Performing Arts, 9390
N. Santa Monica Blvd., Beverly Hills. Tickets
are available online at TheWallis.org/Inspector, or by calling (310) 746-4000.
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