The Master Builder, if done properly, can be one of those theatrical experiences that make you wonder if the Greeks were a teeny bit overrated. Matthew Warchus’s version is four-fifths there. Ralph Fiennes is well equipped to play Halvard Solness, the cold, brilliant autocrat with a troubled past who falls into the arms of a gorgeous young suitor. But he’s the wrong age for the part. So is his opposite number, Sarah Snook, who seems too mature to suggest Hilde’s skittish frivolity. Fiennes, like all film stars, attends carefully to his looks and although he’s over 50 he could easily play ‘late thirties’. But the aged Halvard needs to be like a grizzled alderman ogling a virgin in the choirstall. The affair should seem repellent and sinful. As it is, the dark-haired Fiennes and the luscious Snook suggest the glamorous coupling of a hotshot yuppie and a gap-year sex kitten.
Lloyd Evans
Master of psychology
Plus: Ma Rainey's Black Bottom at the Lyttelton is a gripping melodrama that makes you catch you breath with horror
issue 13 February 2016
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