"Macbeth". Donmar Warehouse
McKellen. Finney, O’Toole, Peck, Williamson, Pryce, Stamp, Jacobi, Howard, Sher, Hicks, Stewart, Cumming, Branagh, McAvoy, Fassbender, Eccleston, Kinnear, Washington, McArdle, Fiennes… Tennant. There have been great Macbeths and dire ones over the last 47 years. But no one has come close to the naked revelation of internal suffering, the universal pain of saucy doubts and fears, that Ian McKellen and Judi Dench laid before a tiny audience on a bare stage in The Other Place at Stratford in 1976. Until now. David Tennant may be our greatest living Shakespeare actor. He has an uncanny ability to make the text sound poetically pellucid: beautiful, and at the same time as if it’s newly minted, everyday conversation. In his mouth, the most complex sentence structures and the most obscure metaphors are instantly understandable. He democratises Shakespeare. In this Macbeth one of my favourite moments was the scene where he persuades the two nervous murderers to waylay Banquo. Sitting round a...