Arcadia, by Tom Stoppard, Duke of York’s Theatre, London (5 stars)

Arcadia, by Tom Stoppard, Duke of York’s Theatre, London

David Leveaux’s West End revival of Stoppard’s Arcadia is the first since its 1993 premiere, not because it’s not good (it’s excellent) but because it’s daunting. It is a play of big, basic questions; of eroticism and advanced mathematics; of sensitivity and laugh-out-loud wit. In Leveaux’s hands, Stoppard’s brilliant script becomes one of the most powerful pieces of theatre around – and well worth the trip south.

Arcadia is a drama of ideas: chaos theory, poetry, classical versus romantic temperaments, algebra and landscape gardening – they’re all here. But it is not simply a showcase of Stoppardian cleverness: these are the ideas that help us to understand ‘the ordinary-sized stuff which is our lives’. Chaos theory, as earnest PhD student Valentine (absorbingly played by Ed Stoppard, son of Tom) explains, deals in the very randomness of our universe: ‘The unpredictable and the predetermined unfold together to make everything the way it is.’

Togetherness - the ‘unfolding together’- is key. Ideas and conclusions are trumped by processes and convergence. Set in a country house in both 1809 and the present day, Stoppard’s nineteenth-century characters strive to plot the future while their modern descendants attempt to piece together the past. Action switches between the two times, which are played out in the same Georgian room. The centrepiece is a long, wooden table which collects Latin primers and coffee cups, an elegant candlestick and a laptop, until the two centuries meet with their characters sharing the stage. As Thomasina Coverly (Jessie Cave), thirteen-year-old daughter of the 1809 household observes with foresight, ‘You cannot stir things apart’.

Arcadia asks the question underlying all others: what’s the point in asking questions? Characters argue the relative importance of their academic pursuits (art and science, or ‘personalities’ and ‘knowledge’), but the answer lies with neither: ‘Comparing what we’re looking for misses the point. It’s wanting to know that makes us matter. Otherwise we’re going out the way we came in.’

I certainly went out differently.

Duke of York’s Theatre, St Martin’s Lane, London; until 12 Sept.

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