Review of ‘Heart Wall’: “Self-examining narrative has the mindset but not the soul”

This is a coming-home story. And like every story about somebody returning to the place that watched them grow but didn’t allow them to, the outcome is never pretty. At least, not entirely. Things haven’t been going great for Franky, whose glamorous London life might not be as ideal as she wants people to think. She’s returned to her parents’ house. Only for a few days in the beginning. But it doesn’t take long for that first long weekend to become a couple of months. There’s a lot going on. A lot she tried to leave behind her. But now it’s time to face it. For good.

Kit Withington’s new play brims with profundity and humanity from a conceptual perspective. A coming-of-age plot involving toxic family relationships, long-gone friendships, the need to keep appearances, and the true priorities in life concoct this solid thematic structure that imbues the script with gravitas and truthfulness.

There are several praiseworthy elements in its writing, starting with its dialogue, which generally brims with potency, dramatic drive, and realism, despite some occasional minor clichés. In addition, character arcs are well-defined, taking both the protagonist and supporting characters on a moderately introspective journey of transformation and self-discovery.

It’s not a finished product, nonetheless. Albeit all the necessary pieces are there, many aren’t sufficiently honed. All the major personages have a clear path, but although the basics of their evolution are provided, a mild sense of sketchiness eventually pervades the overall execution. There are layers to these roles, but we don’t get to explore them all in a compelling manner. Consequently, its resonance is only partial — their struggles and motivations strike on a rational level, but the emotional side never fully materialises.

On the other hand, some subplots are rushed and vapidly handled. They could have contributed to the pathos and overall narrative engagement. Instead, they end up cluttering the recount. Not because they have no purpose or meaning, but because they aren’t given a chance for development. Nor are the characters involved given the space to express themselves accordingly.

The cast is competent and somewhat counterbalances the script’s flaws. Deka Walmsey excels in his spirited portrayal of Dez, delivering a sympathetic and complex performance as Franky’s troubled, deeply wounded father. Simultaneously, Rowan Robinson stands out in the lead role, which she plays with poise and adroitness despite some slightly inauthentic segments.

It has all the ingredients for a soul-stirring, thought-provoking piece of theatre. And it also has the recipe to make them all come together. It’s all a matter of perfecting it so the wall falls apart and its heart eventually rises to the surface. It has the potential to make viewers feel. But it will never make it happen if it doesn’t allow itself that opportunity.

Heart Wall plays at London’s Bush Theatre until 16 May. Tickets are available on the following link.

By Guillermo Nazara