God is on stage, she (Kate Duchêne) wears an overall and quietly mops the floor as the audience takes its seats, we know she is God because she tells us.
Chiwetel Ejiofor is Everyman, he is all of us, it’s his 40th Birthday and he indulges in everything that is on offer.
Everyman celebrates his birthday in a drug-fuelled party, cue the disco music, lights, shots galore and frenetic dancing on the tables – Chiwetel has the moves! We snigger as God clears up Everyman’s vomit as he lies facedown on a bench with a massive hangover.
Death (Dermot Crowley) arrives for a chat and suggests he evaluates his life before they meet again. On Everyman’s journey, he visits so-called friends and family and this culminates in the stage spectacle that represents wordly goods. There are shop assistants, parcels, a wind machine blowing paper around and a procession of giant piles of plastic carrier bags. You really have to see the stage production to take in all the quirky goings-on and don’t miss Everyman plunging from the ceiling and through the bottom of the stage – into hell?, possibly.
Make what you will of what was originally a morality play, but do go and see Ejiofor as he is an amazing actor.