Sir Ian McKellen On Stage: With Tolkien, Shakespeare, Others And The Audience!

The feeling of being in London is unmatched. The excitement can double when one catches up with the city’s theatre hub which has a positive warm vibe, irrespective of the winter temperatures. The sheer variety of plays – Lion King, The Mousetrap, Waitress, Tina, Noises off – fills you with a deep sense of awe. But my joy knew no bounds when I got one of the best dress circle seats for the long-running houseful Sir Ian McKellen show at the Harold Pinter Theatre near Leicester Square. The show’s name was enough to set the expectations: Ian McKellen on Stage — With Tolkein, Shakespeare, Others and You! It was nothing but good luck to watch a legend in person, and that too in a one-man play that was curated to celebrate his eightieth birthday. I couldn’t have asked for more.

Even as I entered the theatre hall, the tone was set by the Ian McKellen merchandise, posters and signage. “The money from your ticket is helping to transform lives,” read the declaration. The theatre had listed ten-odd charities which were being supported through a portion of the box office collection. The charities were companies and outfits working towards sustaining theatre and other arts for niche audiences – Mousetrap Theatre Projects, Kings Head Theatre Move, Royal Welsh College, English Touring Theatre, Ramps on the Moon, U Can Productions, Streetwise Opera etc. It was welcoming to see that the revenue generated by the Ian McKellen show was going to deserving initiatives. In fact, the star of the evening was himself involved in collecting money from the audience for various causes. I came to know from the repeat audience that Sir McKellen will stand at the foyer exit, after the play, to receive small-big-moderate sums for the causes that he cares for. Therefore, I was excited to get a face-to-face with one of the most acclaimed stage-television-film actors of our times.

But at this point, I begin with the beginning. McKellen stepped on to the stage from the aisle, almost as if he spontaneously decided to talk to a large gathering about his life, career, highs, lows, a childhood backdropped against the World War II, and every other private-public aspect that can be possibly shared. He took us through his working class roots in Lancashire and Wigan where he introduced us to parents who took him for a play at age three. Though devout practitioners of Protestant Christian faith, the father (engineer-preacher) encouraged his son’s liking for the arts in Bolton school, Manchester. McKellen lost his parents in the formative years. His sister was a considerable influence, as she too acted-directed in Shakespeare plays. We see a young McKellen’s growth as an open-minded theatre-inclined person who later goes to Cambridge on a scholarship to study English literature and then, in 1961, adopts theatre as a vocation.

The play doesn’t indulge in mechanical mentions of awards, honours, knighthood and accolades that the actor has won over the years, which are many in number. In fact McKellen is chatty to the core, which makes the show entertaining with peppy anecdotes. For instance, he shares his first erection while watching the King’s Rhapsody. Another memorable aside is his anger and embarrassment over his name being perpetually misspelt. He shares the various wrong ways in which McKellen is rendered, which is surprising because he is a national treasure and a popular global icon associated with various Hollywood hits.

The lanky 80-year-young performer treats the audience to short snippets of his popular roles. He starts the show with his Gandalf from the Lord Of The Rings. With his sword firmly in place, he calls a member of the audience to come to the stage and handle its heft. Later, he becomes the pantomime dame Widow Twankey who hurls sweet candy at the audience. Then he breaks into a Hamlet, later does a Romeo, and also Jaques (As You Like it) who convinces us that ‘all the world is a stage.’

Theatre Supporting Charities

The McKellen show lives up to the title. It is as much about the thespian as it is about others around him — family, mentors, directors, co actors and lifelong friends. It is about the actor’s coming to terms with his homosexuality and the defining time when he came out of the closet. Despite being so deeply personal, never is the narrative self-soaked, credit for which is due to the actor himself and his director Sean Mathias too, who also happens to be McKellen’s former partner. With just a few props—an armchair, a trunk, a hat, a stack of Shakespeare plays, the show delineates a vast cultural landscape. The protagonist sits on a box with stickers from different venues to which he has travelled last year — it looks like a fairytale magical set, and yet low-maintenance.

The latter half of the show is an ode to the Bard. He invites the audience to call out names of their favourite Shakespeare plays. All members of the audience respond with enthusiasm. While one shouts Measure for Measure, the other squeals Pericles, one follows with Merchant of Venice, another asks for a Macbeth soliloquy. Each request is accomodated and with each title comes an Ian McKellen story or a memory. Can there be a better way to honour the Bard and bring home the lucidity of his verse and prose. And who could have been a better advocate and ambassador for Shakespeare than a sensitive performer-British public intellectual like Sir McKellen!

As I came out of the theatre, of course after putting my contribution into the great actor’s yellow collection bucket, I was wondering if the show will ever come to India. Second, which Indian actor can sculpt a similar show? There are many great Indian powerhouse talents whose lives have been grand. We have no dearth of artists who work in different genres and lend themselves to stage, television and cinema. It will be rewarding to see one great life unfold on stage, much like Sir Ian McKellen’s does!

Body As Text

I was reading The Body in Religion: Cross-Cultural Perspectives by Dr Yudit Kornberg Greenberg a while ago. The gender scholar, Dr Greenberg, was in town and I was to interview her for my Mid day column. But the book stayed with me much after the interaction with the Fulbrighter. I was zapped by the author’s nuanced analysis of various faith-based practices in which the human body is disciplined, ritualised, altered, honoured and even mutilated across the globe. It was a coincidence that as I was revisiting the chapter titled `Marking and Modifying The Body’ in the book, I was invited to the Art & Soul Gallery for an exhibition of 45 photographs which showcase the human body as readable, appreciable, observable wonder-evoking text.

Curated by art historian (and author of Contemporary Indian Art: Imagined Locales) Shubhalakshmi Shukla, the group show underscores subaltern repressed voices which articulate unspeakable truths about bodies, relationships, fears, discoveries and joys. Shukla calls them “incredible voices from within” which have sprung to life in the Art & Soul show. She has brought together 18 artists from diverse social spheres and callings — ranging from Padmashree winner lensman Sudharak Olwe to J J School alumnus-painter Santosh Kalbande to Kolkata-based scenographer Swarup Dutta to Delhi-based poet-painter Rajesh Eknath. Many artists in the show hail from M.S. University, Baroda, which is Shukla’s alma mater.

Art Historian Shubhalakshmi Shukla (in red) seen against the backdrop of Santosh Kalbande’s work titled Suno Sunao

Most of the subaltern voices (and faces) featured in the show belong to the Queer, Intersex and Asexual communities, but there are also representations of those who defy social norms in the broader sense. Two examples stand out in this context. Anuradha Upadhyay’s garish depiction of the Indian Hindu bride is a telling comment on the traditional dolling up of women. The Baroda-based artist’s self-portrait evokes the vibhatsa rasa (an oversized bindi, drooling kajal, heavy make-up, dangling nose ring, and a ‘Kali’ tongue teasing a world ruled by men) in her criticism of the behaviour ‘prescribed’ for a woman tying the nuptial knot. The chunky jewellery, inhabiting every inch of body space, denotes the burden carried by women in their domesticated roles. Upadhayay’s bride sipping tea from a kulhad is an arresting image.

I Am Multiple: Anuradha Upadhyay’s Self-Portrait
Artist Anuradha Upadhyay and lensman Sudharak Olwe in front of the former’s work

Similarly, Arpan Mukherjee’s interactive photo series, in which eyeballs have been replaced with black bindis, also provide a different perspective on human gaze. Here the viewer is asked to ‘participate’ by way of physically adjusting eyeball bindis stuck on the photo frame. Even a slight shift in the gaze places the subject in a different light. Mukherjee, a Santiniketan-based arts practitioner-professor, uses studio portraits (initially shot in rural Bengal in the seventies, later altered to address the aesthetic of analogue photography) of young people — photographed primarily as marriage market commodities. He encourages the viewer of the exhibition to play with the ‘gaze’ and perceive the rejected or accepted candidates of a yesteryear market. Clubbed under Prastav (proposal), the standalone images are unwittingly woven in a funny narrative. I had a good time while adjusting the adhesive bindis!

Bindis evoke a different response in the self-portraits of Baroda-based photo activist Vedi. The vacant look of the bare-chested subject creates a suspense. The unsaid-unspoken is hinted at, and then left to interpretation. Vedi’s act brings to my mind a fatigued artist who unmasks and unpacks after a show!

Eyeball Magic: Artist Arpan Mukherjee’s Interactive Photo series
Vedi’s Open-To-Interpretation Act

Shukla has juxtaposed a rich range of subaltern expressions — subtle as well as in-your-face. In the former category stand out the three black and white prints of Kerala-based Nijeena Neelambaran. At the first glance, an elderly woman with a toilet roll doesn’t convey much. But it invites the viewer for a second look. A memory associated with a toiletry item or an unspoken association in the private realm? In the neighbouring frame, the non-pedicured feet of a matriarch suggest the way-ahead for a woman who has not yet woken up, but will soon have to deal with the day’s chores.

On Her Feet: Nijeena Neelambaran’s Work

In stark contrast emerge Mumbai-based Sanjana Shelat’s self-portrait titled Silenced! Unheard! Ignored! The artist masquerades as the possessed woman; explores a sensual side of her personality, which even surprises her close friends, informs Shukla. In the artist’s statement, Shelat gives a choice to the viewer. He or she can react to layers of provocation and defiance, as seen in the images. Or the viewer can have a dialogue with “my inner self.” I feel both the options are worth the while.

Curator And The artist: Sanjana Shelat’s Works Form The Backdrop

Artists like Sharmila Gupta, Rachana Nagarkar, and Avijit Mukherjee have a more obvious focus on voices which are clearly off-stream. Mukherjee’s Deb Barua, a gay model, is struggling to find acceptability in middle-class Kolkata; Nagarakar’s Kausalya and Parvati are transgenders who do not get due respect in their residential locality; Gupta’s Shivali is a transgender who has undergone a sex change operation. She has had to struggle for acceptance in the family and community at large. Shivali is an ambitious person, aspiring for a career in fashion; also a trained classical dancer. Shivali was present at the launch of the exhibition; she fights for transgender community’s right to employment. She has also created awareness about sex change surgeries.

Shivali.. The Velocious: Shivali with Artist Sharmila Gupta

Subaltern Sexuality: Body As Text is Shubhalakshmi Shukla’s third attempt to delve into ‘text’ as an artistic expression. The first was a capture of text-based works which reacted to everyday angst, loss of roots and consumerism. The second series concentrated on power play and social disparities. Shukla, perennially intrigued by readable and written text, has studied national-global artists who have conveyed strong social critiques in the form of pithy texts. Her book Imagined Locales has a special focus on Text as Inscription, in which she follows artists like Anita Dube who provoked radical thought by way of cryptic text (Dystopia’s Spillage). Shukla sees text as “politically edged material” for making art where ‘meaning’ is a cultural signifier. She reads meaning in the signs, symbols and text-based images that cities like Mumbai are inundated with.

As I end this piece, India wakes up to another Independence Day, the 73rd. It is a day when we celebrate our freedom, our sovereignty and our sense of self. It is also a day when we, as a people, pledge our commitment to protection of our civil rights and democracy; it is day when we pledge support to the fair representation of all voices. That includes the subaltern too! Happy Independence Day!