Chariots of Fire review – hugely enjoyable production that’s not just running on the spot

Chariots of Fire review – hugely enjoyable production that’s not just running on the spot

Crucible, Sheffield
An excellent cast and clever use of movement add up to a fine revival of Mike Bartlett’s 2012 version of the film, directed by Robert Hastie in his final season as the Crucible’s artistic director

The warmup of all warmups is under way: the cast is limbering up for Chariots of Fire with the help of old-fashioned treadmills, a vaulting horse and a hardwood gymnasium floor. Stretches, press-ups, jogging on the spot – it is all about the readiness to run. The set (designer Ben Stones) is understated, the costumes an attractively calculated mix of vintage stripes and whites. This is a revisiting of Mike Bartlett’s agile 2012 adaptation of Hugh Hudson and Colin Welland’s cinematic masterpiece (1981). Directed by Robert Hastie e (this show is the last he will direct at the helm of the Crucible; it has just been announced that he will move to the National Theatre as Indhu Rubasingham’s deputy artistic director), it is an exuberant production dominated by a single question: why run?

Harold Abrahams, a Jewish boy studying at Cambridge in the 1920s, faces pervasive antisemitism (“with a name like Abrahams, he won’t be in the chapel choir”) and is played by Adam Bregman with incisive charm. His ambition is to be “fast” and “to win”, but he leaves it to us to figure out precisely what winning might mean to him. To his university rival, Eric Liddell, son of a Scottish missionary, “why run” becomes a theological question, an article of faith. Michael Wallace plays him unaffectedly, like a grownup schoolboy in whom gaucheness equates with virtue.

At the Crucible, Sheffield, until 27 July

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