de William Shakespeare, regia Mihai Măniuțiu
King Edward IV: Şerban Ionescu
Richard, duke of Gloucester, future king Richard III: Marcel Iureş
George, Duke of Clarence: Florin Zamfirescu
The Duke of Buckingham: Radu Amzulescu
Lord Hastings: Virgil Andriescu
Lord Stanley: Mircea N. Creţu
Count Rivers: Florin Dobrovici
Lord Grey: Mugur Arvunescu
Sir Robert Brackenbury: Dan Bădărău
The mayor of London: Mircea Constantinescu
John Morton, bishop of Ely: Nicolae Ivănescu
Sir Richard Ratcliff: Marian Ghenea
Sir William Catesby: Gelu Niţu
Sir James Tyrrel: Constantin Cojocaru
Lord Lovel: Ionel Mihăilescu
A messenger: Laurenţiu Lazăr
Citizens: Nicolae Urs, Radu Panamarenco
The Double: Marius Stănescu
Lady Anne, the widow of Edward, Prince of Wales: Camelia Maxim
Elizabeth, Queen of king Edward IV: Oana Ștefănescu
Margaret, widow of king Henry VI: Irina Mazanitis
The duchess of York: Virginia Rogin
The guards: Mircea Gheorghiu, Dragoș Stamate, Andrei Duban, Felix Tatolici, Daniel Badale, Adrian Ancuța, Radu Baitan, Mihai Danu, Bogdan Voicu, Carol Becher, Tudor Smoleanu, Dan Iacob
Directed by: Mihai Măniuțiu
Costumes: Doina Levintza
Stage design: Constantin Ciubotariu
Choreography: Sergiu Anghel
Opening night: February 28, 1993
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Press Reviews
A gliding world , that still hangs suicidingly from the small finger of a mind with monstrous sparkles.
The equilibrium of the performance from Odeon resides in acknowledging this architecture. Maniutiu grabs the text with determination. The reserved play , the tension of the implosion one can hear silently within the main characters and within any gesture, is the main key to the actors’ performance.
That February night, ten years ago (Alexandru Dabija was the one who called Maniutiu to Odeon, to stage “Richard III”), I lived the most profound, moving moment in my entire life as a spectator. I can find many explanations for that: the political context of the premiere, the social soul’s state, at that moment, the beginning of the end ( though it was far from the present exasperation) the frenzy to communicate…. Concentration, tension, and almost overwhelming artistic greatness… Such emotions cannot be described.
– Litere, Arte, Idei (2003)