RETROGRADE by Ryan Calais Cameron.


Retrograde had received rave reviews when it opened at the Kiln Theatre and when tickets were announced for a twelve week run at the Apollo Theatre  we just had to get tickets and thankfully we did. 



While early promotion and advertising seemed to focus on the comedy in the play, we didn't know what to expect given Cameron's first play. Its the golden age of Hollywood - behind closed doors, aspiring actor Sydney Poitier is offered a lucrative contract that could make him a superstar. But what is he willing to sacrifice? Ryan Calais Cameron's explosive new play explores identity, resilience and integrity as it explores a true event in 1950's Hollywood and the reality of a Black actors journey to stardom.

Set in a lawyer's office, the initial dialogue between screenwriter Bobby (Oliver Johnstone) and NBC's snake - like lawyer Parks (Stanley Townsend) was un-c and on point for the period. Drawing gasps from the matinee audience. With Bobby demanding to cast Sydney Poitier in his next movie, the smoking and whiskey drinking Parks keeps him in check, to suggest that even he is on dodgy ground. 

"He's Black - Black" says Bobby, loosely based on Poitiers real - life ally screenwriter Robert Alan Arthur, who has written a leading film role for him. "Oh shit double Black" jeers lawyer Parks. The exchange is key to this tense play, fictionalising a real - life meeting to which Poitier had alluded to in various inter-views. It captures a toxic moment in American history when McCarthyism intersected with the Civil Rights movement and racist right - wing paranoia. 

Parks wants Poitier to sign an oath of loyalty to America and denounce the actor, singer and civil-rights activist Paul Robeson, before he is cast in the part. If not, Parks threatens Poitier with blacklisting. . There are fantastic rat-a-tat exchanges between the three men, almost Mamet - like in their speed and savagery. Ryan Calais Cameron's writing is sabre - sharp, every demotic and period inflection served to weigh heavy on Poitier and leaving the audience in no doubt as to the danger he was in. 

The power of the studio system v a good man, honest and true. Surely he won't give in to the appalling demands, scupper a career just as it was getting started and worse denounce his good friend Paul Robeson. Yes, Poitier signed the oath and the audience groans in disbelief. Later in the scene, Poitier fights back and talks of how people like Parks just hate, hate, hate and he tells Parks he has got nothing, that he wants. He talks about a movement, something incredible to happen and he doesn't want to be on the wrong side of history.

What was remarkable was the audience collectively sensed how this play, set in the mid -1950's of racism and McCarthyite inquisitions, this was a play for our time, for now. Trump has replaced McCarthy and nothing, but nothing has changed and its going to get worse, far worse. Poitier did have the final word as Ivanno Jeremiah(Poitier) stands at the front of the stage and in the half light we hear the voice of the real Sydney Poitier, speaking of the unselfish choices made by a handful of visionary American film-makers, directors and producers. Who knew the odds that stood against them and their efforts were overwhelming. Poitier knew he had benefitted from all their efforts. Sydney returns to the stage and smiles at the audience. Blackout.

Wow. What an amazing play, superbly uplifting and threatening in equal measure, brilliant script immaculately served up by director Amit Sharma and delivered by a meticulous ensemble. On leaving the theatre, I wasn't the only one drying my eyes. Thank you. 








 





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