Lloyd Evans Lloyd Evans

A flimsy tale of self-pity and thwarted ambition: Hunger at the Arcola reviewed

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issue 14 December 2019

Oh my God. The Nazis have invaded the Arcola Theatre. Norwegian novelist Knut Hamsen won the Nobel Prize in 1920 and later became such an ardent fan of Hitler that he sent his Nobel gong to Goebbels as a token of his admiration. The Arcola admits these demerits in the programme notes. What it overlooks is the intriguing fact that some commentators credit Hamsen with inventing the stream of consciousness technique developed by James Joyce in Ulysses.

His breakthrough novel, Hunger, published in 1890, recounts his experiences as a penniless scribbler seeking work in the Norwegian capital. The protagonist in Fay Lomas’s engaging production is an archetype whom any professional writer will recognise: the unpublished hack who thinks he’s a genius. But, unlike most dreamy young wordsmiths, this chap is endowed with charm, cunning and indomitable self-belief.

He outsmarts an obstructive secretary at a national newspaper and barges into the editor’s office demanding that she read his latest piece.

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