Archive for: August, 2010

Uncategorized August 30, 2010

TO MOSCOW! TO MOSCOW! TO MOSCOW!

For years after I had played Vershinin in Three Sisters, one of his speeches would come back to me like a snatch of an old tune and I would speak it aloud wherever I happened to be: I often think: what if we could, consciously, begin our lives anew. If only a life that had …

Uncategorized August 23, 2010

YOUNG ILLUSIONISTS

If this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?                                                                J. B. Priestley Dreamboats and Petticoats, Playhouse, London, 2010 The Roses and …

Uncategorized August 16, 2010

MAGIC CARPETS

The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests … Bean (our dog) gave the seal of approval to our new Afghan carpet – yes Afghan, and from the province of Kunduz. Not a mile away from Kilburn’s Tricycle Theatre, where I saw the twelve plays about Afghanistan I’ve spoken of so …

Uncategorized August 9, 2010

A NUANCE OF UNDERSTANDING

Helen: The spotlight was on you and you alone, and you weren’t even young men; you were children. … David: All right, then. Go on. What did we do with this spotlight? Helen: You did what any child would do. You danced in it.                        …

Uncategorized August 2, 2010

FINDING A VOICE

     All I have is a voice      To undo the folded lie,      The romantic lie in the brain      Of the sensual man-in-the-street      And the lie of Authority      Whose buildings grope the sky:      There is no such thing as the State      …