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All Consuming
nytheatre.com review by Scott Mendelsohn
August 15, 2005
In 45 minutes onstage, Clare Nicholls conjures all the raw sparks of an
electrical storm. The familiar story of addiction, bottoming out, and recovery
is conducted like lightening through Nicholls’s angular limbs and amazingly
versatile rock singer’s voice, causing her to flash from one character to
another, each illuminated by the strobe-like clarity of her acting. In All
Consuming, she tells the story of her own struggle with alcohol and bulimia
with a delightful recklessness, and makes it something bracing and inspiring.The text Nicholls has written for herself is roughhewn—it does not have the
polish of a fine dramatist.. Yet it's made to sound utterly compelling through
Nicholls’s fine ear for language and comedy. She opens her performance with an
astonishing rhymed list of drinks that made me long to hear her play one of
Shakespeare’s clowns. The words and images fly by, yet each lands in our ear and
heart crisply. Moreover, she plays 19 characters, most of whom have distinct
accents from various parts of the British Isles, Croatia, and Sydney, Australia.
And the self-written rock songs that are sprinkled through the piece are moving,
rich, and sung with real depth. And when she reaches her alcoholic, bulimic
bottom, she collapses, holding still for only a brief few seconds, but with an
eloquence that echoes after the show is over.Above all, Nicholls makes the telling of her story seem vibrantly, achingly
necessary. Her performance is full of constant invention, generously offered up
to the audience. I never felt asked to sympathize with Nicholls’s history at
all; rather she carves her way through the piece, skewering and deflating any
sentimentality or easy answers with sharp wit, clarity, and a healthy dose of
compassion, even for the frailty, pettiness, and most self-destructive elements
of her own life. When the show is over, she leaves behind the charge of
survival. I deeply hope this passion and detail extend beyond this one piece—I
would enjoy seeing her continue to tell her story, and I believe she could
breathe genuine life into the work of a first class playwright.