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The Marlowe Papers review at the Warren, Brighton – ‘barnstorming’

Jamie Marlowe in The Marlowe Papers
Jamie Marlowe in The Marlowe Papers
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Conspiracy theories about faked deaths go a long way back. Perhaps one of the most infamous in theatre is that Shakespeare as genius playwright never existed – he was just Christopher Marlowe’s frontman.

That’s the starting point for historical novel The Marlowe Papers, here adapted for the stage as a one-hander by its author – local Brighton writer Ros Barber – and Nicola Haydn, who also directs Jamie Martin in multiple roles.

Kit Marlowe is a bad-boy writer, a dangerously opinionated drunk – and a spy. When his boasting lands him in treasonably atheistic hot water in a puritanical Elizabethan England in 1593, his death is staged and the ‘Shakespeare’ he writes as claims his fame.

Martin is fantastically watchable as Marlowe, launching himself across a bare stage in snarling fury and sadness at his enforced, ghostly existence – the spectre of Hamlet’s father is a bitter source of irony here. And he vividly captures the low-lives and lords populating a tawdry, intrigue-filled England.

Martin’s barnstorming performance lifts a script that, while inherently enjoyable as ‘what-if’ melodrama, betrays its novelistic roots by being overly episodic. It’s in the second half that it snaps into focus as a gripping study of a man in limbo – denied his place in history.

Verdict
Juicy ‘what-if’ period melodrama for the Shakespeare conspiracy theorists, lifted by a great central performance
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