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Cast |
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| Mr Horner |
Andy
Hodgson |
| Mr Harcourt |
Steve
Clappison |
| Mr Pinchwife |
Ray
Rumkee |
| Mr Sparkish |
David
Burton |
| Sir Jasper Fidget |
Dermot
Rathbone |
| Mrs Margery |
Sharon
Burton |
| Mrs Alithea |
Janet
Bartle |
| My Lady Fidget |
Michelle
Lloyd |
| Mrs Dainty Fidget |
Tanya
Platten |
| Mrs Squeamish |
Helen
Robinson |
| Old Lady Squeamish |
Val
Howell |
| A Quack |
Terry
Fisher |
| Clasp |
Jennie
Parry-James |
| Lucy |
Jenny
Stewart |
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Directed by David Burton |
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Working
Up A Sweat Rehearsing all
the Restoration bits in Our Country’s Good
was merely preparation for the real thing! Two
and a half hours of 17th Century wit and smut.
After sweating profusely into our period
military uniforms in that production, it was
decided to do this one in modern dress. And we
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Was
I In That One? Or a Tale
Of Three Harcourts. Matti had to drop out early
in rehearsal due to work commitments. Another
Harcourt (who, since ‘tis past, he shall be
nameless) joined but disappeared of the face of
the earth with only four weeks to go leaving us
in the lurch - an eternal canker seize him for a
dog! Steve, who had been playing the part of Mr
Dorilant, bravely volunteered to take his place
and Mr Dorilant was very quietly excised from
the play. Was Janet the cause of all
this trouble? Could no-one take the
pressure of making fierce love to her the whole
play long? Steve still found time to take some
atmospheric black and white pictures too. Jennie PJ was the first person to join the group after seeing
this website. She was thrown in at the deep end (well, the shallow end) and cast
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Cheap
Publicity
Ray
in his role as publicity officer: "We have done a number of dramas recently
so we felt we wanted to do something with a few more laughs this time and
there are loads of great characters in the play - from wenches to old dowagers
and brain-dead aristocrats - so we knew it would be fun. Even now we are finding
new things in the play so it is really keeping it fresh
and alive". New things in the play!? Does he mean a
different Harcourt at every rehearsal? |
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Director's
Commentary An unhappy failure. A sprawling mess. I
could go on, but you get the picture. I came within an inch of cancelling the
whole thing during the dress rehearsal, it felt that bad. Okay, not
entirely. With Andy, Sharon, Janet or the Rigsby-esque
Ray onstage it went swimmingly but at other times it was
floating at the top of the bowl. There were a couple of cast members whose attitude and
commitment were, shall we say, sorely lacking. If I could have written
them out as easily as Mr Dorilant, I would have!
Nor could I give them a much needed kick up the backside - with all my attention
focussed on the constant chopping and changing of
Harcourts, the cast were pretty much left to fend for
themselves and minor
things like pace and timing went out of the window. For every scene that worked
there were two of crushing tedium and the whole thing dragged on from one
flaccid set piece to another for almost three
stultifying hours. My own performance was feeble. The Chameleon's first venture into Restoration
comedy and probably the last. A brave experiment that just didn’t
work David |
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Quote,
Unquote I particularly enjoyed getting my teeth into the period language, and Horner is
actually a sympathetic character as he
seriously believes in his principles of 'free love', i.e. having your cake
and eating it. Can't
forget the "china" scene – good
old-fashioned 17th century filth, Ray's
Rigsby impersonation or a certain rather "drunk" quack on the Sunday night, presenting me
with the cue: "Fuh fair fuh fair fair fair fuh. Horner". I were flying by
the seat of me pants… Andy
Bimbo mode - what an absolute blast.
From Bitch Queen From Hell in Our Country's Good to total blonde mode. Ray gave what I think is his best EVER performance as Pinchwife
Sharon
Although this
was a super play and an astonishingly enjoyable experience to actually perform,
this will go down in my mind as THE PLAY IN WHICH I THREW A WOBBLER IN
REHEARSALS. One Sunday, I
had such a miserable time remembering my lines in a very important scene with
Sharon, and was having to be prompted on every line, that I exploded into tears
and ran into the loo like a big girl’s blouse. David, bless him, came in and
put his arm round me, and, eventually, everything was OK and the world could see
my blatant steal from Leonard Rossiter.
Scarier still
was Terry’s performance which grew larger and more pissed
with every night. If we had done a run that lasted longer than three nights, I
fear he would have exploded on stage Ray
One of Ray's best
performances as the spiteful Pinchwife
Betty
I joined this in a small role, then moved up to
a big one at short notice. I wasn't very good but everyone
else made an average story much better, particularly Ray and Terry Steve
Most of this went over my head
(five foot two soaking wet). Not really my kind of play
Jenny |
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