Lyndsey Turner's Hamlet at The Barbican starring 

Benedict Cumberbatch

My earliest memory is being at the theatre. I remember being captivated by swirling fabric rippling pink, orange and sunset red twisting through the seemingly magic space of the proscenium arch. This was a production of The Mikado at my local theatre, The Everyman in Cheltenham when I was just past two years old. My mother recounts to people to this day how I sat on her lap enthralled at what was happening. She had complained to my father about how inappropriate it was to take a toddler to the theatre but was astounded by my fascination with the stage. Since then I have endeavoured to see as many plays and productions of all sorts; professional and otherwise, as possible. To this day, theatre is my passion.

The NT Live screening I watched on Thursday night  is one of the reasons I love the theatre. This is an impressive production and an interesting adaptation. Of course there was a massive amount of attention directed at Turner's production because of stellar star Benedict Cumberbatch's appearance as Hamlet and unlike The Guardian's reviewer Michael Billington I didn't find the play an anti-climax after the hype (http://www.theguardian.com/stage/2015/aug/25/hamlet-barbican-review-benedict-cumberbatch-imprisoned-prince). Whereas Billington thought that there was too much focus on special effects over textual investigation, I think that the 'visual conceits' highlighted the cast and crew's textual investigation.

This is particularly evident in the final fight scene between Laertes and Hamlet with its explosion of light at the crucial moment and another example of their use of 'slow-mo' very physical acting, which punctuated the performance. The acting really was quite brilliant and while there was concern that Cumberbatch would steal the show, this was not the case as Hamlet's mother played by Anastasia Hille was touchingly maternal whilst yet shown to have been easily manipulated by Ciaran Hinds' Claudius, her new husband and deceased first husband's brother. Hinds' performance is strong and powerful as Hamlet and Hinds' Claudius regularly butt heads. Hinds' Claudius even clearly manipulates Rosencrantz and Gildernstern and is a truly formidable opponent for Hamlet. Ophelia played by Sian Brooke is truly disturbing but not altogether convincing. The role of Ophelia is a gift for an actress as it offers such an opportunity for emotional creativity and artistic licence. Her portrayal of a mental breakdown was moving but it did not feel real and so it rather fell flat. The rest of the supporting cast are strong performers, particularly the Ghost (Karl Johnson).

I was surprised to see the infamous 'To be or not to be' soliloquy moved from the opening as was the case the first night of the premiere. The 'To be or not to be' scene is infamous for wandering. The Second Quarto of 1604 is the closest to the  one we use today and in this edition the scene is moved to Act Three Scene One from Act Two immediately after Polonius has set up the 'accidental' meeting between Hamlet and Ophelia to test his theory to Claudius and Gertrude that Hamlet's madness was a result of his love for Ophelia. Having this transient scene move to the opening for the premiere was to get 'it' out of the way so that the audience could get past their excitement regarding Cumberbatch's appearance and then the rest of the play could commence but the backlash saw it quickly move back to its 'original' setting of Act Three Scene One (http://www.telegraph.co.uk/theatre/what-to-see/hamlet-solioquy-moved-back-after-backlash/).

I loved seeing this change, it's part of the joy going to see a production of any Shakeaspeare play for me. I love the omissions, alterations, insertions of invented characters or scenes. Shakespeare is the writer with whom the most artistic licence is possible because there are no lasting manuscripts that we know of written by him and because of the number of versions of the same play, such as Hamlet, which has a First Quarto (1603), Second Quarto (1604) and First Folio (1623). As such the joy of Shalespeare lies in its possibilities and Lyndsey Turner does everything possible with her Hamlet, flooding the stage with a hurricane of leaves, having Hamlet fire shits at the court from a toy fortress dressed up a soldier, the grim fairylike military palatial stronghold that they live in, Karl Johnson's comic, extremely uncouth gravedigger and the visualised corruption taking over the court in the second half with soil filling the rooms and corridors.

Turner's production with all its hype and expectation is as impressive as it was expected to be and the buzz will continue with NT Live encore screenings starting on 22nd October and the run ending on October 31st. If you haven't seen it already them definitely join in with the positively festive atmosphere at your local cinema where 5 year olds and 95 year olds alike sit with mouths agape captivated at the screen.