It could have been through Hollywood films, bits of stories here and there, or simply reviewing myths from other societies. Men is at Festival theatre, Edinburgh, until 25 August.Mythos Audiobook (Stephen%20Fry)/01.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/02.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/03.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/04.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/05.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/06.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/07.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/08.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/09.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/10.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/11.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/12.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/13.mp3 (Stephen%20Fry)/14.mp3 textĪlthough I don’t know what kind of exposure others have to misinformation, I do recognize that my own experience has been fragmented over the years. For all its merits, it’s an easier show to be impressed by than to love. Each of the standalone instalments works fine, but as a trilogy, it lacks the cumulative power to justify the enterprise. The question is less one of quality than quantity. There are times when the cast of characters becomes too big to keep track of (Fry knows better than anyone that every bit-part player could have a story of their own), but for the most part he keeps us on track. As a storyteller he is not given to poetry, preferring a lean and direct approach that drives the plot forward.Īt its best, when these archetypal stories exert their grip, we become like children, caught up in the high-stakes drama. Regarded as theatre, it’s a little gauche, but at heart this is a simple storytelling show in which Fry takes on the role of sage and we gather round the metaphorical campfire to listen in wide-eyed wonder. It wouldn’t be hard to lose a sense of structure, but Tim Carroll’s production neatly divides each act into chunks, giving Fry a chance to break off with digressions from the central narrative.ĭesigner Douglas Paraschuk works with Kevin Lamotte (lights) and Nick Bottomley (projections) to create an aesthetic that’s less Acropolis than suburban Greek taverna, all sparkly skies, gleaming columns and stadium-rock colours. Tales blend into each other and frequently have to be interrupted so we can catch up on the backstory. Sitting centre stage in a studded leather armchair, as if he’s been transported from a stuffy London club, he relates the adventures of the 12 Olympian gods, the heroes who followed them and the mortal men who came in their wake. To this he adds his characteristic wit, throwing in modern-day references to lighten the portentous tone, and a mimic’s love of silly voices, Michael Caine and Brian Blessed among them.
His voice rounded and reassuring, he steers us through stories of bravery, cunning and struggle with the boyish enthusiasm he had as an eight-year-old reading them for the first time. Photograph: David Cooperįry is certainly impressive. A lean and direct approach … Stephen Fry in Mythos: A Trilogy.
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