Molière, widely considered one of the best comic writers in the French language, was known for his sophisticated wit and searing satire. He might, therefore, be a little shaken to know his Le malade imaginaire (later known as The Hypochondriac) has been reduced mostly to poo jokes in the latest production playing at the Eternity Playhouse.
Adapted by Hilary Bell, Molière’s script has been modernised but still follows the same story: Argan is convinced he is riddled with illness, and has become addicted to and reliant on the constant medical treatment he receives. So much so that he’s willing to trade in his only daughter for it.
Bell’s script catapults the story into the 21st century by replacing Molière’s original song interludes with outlandish pharmaceutical infomercial breaks, introducing technology and expanding on the female characters (yay!). She’s added lots of gags of her own, increasing the opportunities for toilet humour tenfold (this does get tiresome towards the end).
The performances from the ensemble vary greatly, but the shining beacon of light in this show is the ever-hilarious Jamie Oxenbould. He is perfectly cast as Thomas Diafoirus, and makes some excellent comedic choices. Oxenbould’s attention to detail and his understanding of comedy make him a delight to watch.
It’s farce, but not as we know and love it. It’s chaos without the effervescence. And farce without fizz makes for a long night at the theatre.
Playing at the Eternity Playhouse until 1 July.
Alana Kaye – Theatre Now
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