Tuesday, October 30, 2007

The Country Wife Review Roundup

Well, unfortunately this has been a long time in coming, but I've finally managed to get time to post some links to the reviews of "The Country Wife".

Toby plays Horner a "notorious womaniser" who feigns impotence as a way of getting close to the married ladies of his aquaintance and succeeds. The Country Wife of the title is one of the young ladies he seduces. The play looks wonderful, I like the mix of jeans and regency frock coats, and above all I rather like the devilish smile Toby is wearing in practically every still of the play!

The Telegraph liked it, praising the actors, Patricia Hodge and David Haig in particular and states that: "Shows don’t come much more disgracefully pleasurable than this".

The Times' reviewer seemed to get confused by the cow he had to pass to get into the auditorium and is a little tepid about the play, but again he praises the performances!


The Sunday Times reviewer enjoyed it more and describes Toby as appearing "with a snarling smile, a wolfish flash of teeth and an exaggeratedly thrusting gait that makes his crotch appear on stage several moments before the rest of him." Eh?! Wow, that must be one hell of a codpiece.
Hopefully, I'll add some more to this post later!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

The Country Wife

Ooh , I'm running short of time, so I'll tide you over with this picture of Toby surrounded by gorgeous women, until I get a summary of the reviews up (which are gratifyingly positive).

It's not wrong for my eyes to get drawn inexorably to that bunch of grapes, is it?

Thursday, October 04, 2007

A Little More Present Laughter

A few more Present Laughter links and then I promise I'll stop. Whatsonstage.com has a lovely little video (click on the picture) of the first night with interviews with all of the main performers. The set looks impressive, but as it is a rather peculiar green colour, it does look like Garry's flat is covered in mould. Weird.This is Pip Carter, who plays Raymond Maule, looking distinctly ungeeky.

Sarah Woodward looking glamourous, as all actors tend to, praising Noel Coward and Alex Jennings' performance as Garry. Sara Stewart looks very sparkly in her sequined frock, in contrast with Alex Jennings, whom I greatly admire, but whose outfit can be generously described as "lively". The shirt by itself, I can just about take, but where did that waistcoat come from? I hope he kept the receipt.

And finally here's a review of the play in Variety: "In a role he was born to play, Jennings makes ease look, well, easy. Despite peacocking about in a series of dressing gowns, Jennings never confuses charm and smarm; he sweeps about the stage like a cross between Rex Harrison and a well-bred wolf" and "Jennings' timing is so flawless he even finds space to stretch punctuation to delicious comic effect. Attempting to extricate himself from last night's love-struck ingenue, he trots out the line, "Don't love me too much, Daphne." But he halts momentarily on the comma to search for her name, indicating just how common an occurrence this is."

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Present Laughter


Lots of reviews of "Present Laughter" for you, which I'm going to see, so I'm enthusing beforehand. Unfortunately the reviews are uniformly tepid about the play, but uniformly complimentary about the performers, Sarah Woodward and Alex Jennings in particular.

I don't quite know how you can enjoy a performance and then not like the play, but what do I know, I'm not a theatre critic!

The Times, said it was funny, but not funny enough, the Evening Standard is similarly cool towards the play, but does include my favourite line about it so far: "Alex Jennings, who clearly adores flouncing around in one dressing gown and several piques".

The Guardian states that: "Alex Jennings offers a superbly executed re-interpretation." and is a "richly funny performance".


The Telegraph hated it apparently, calling it "Impossible to like or laugh at " and a "botched attempt at an overated play". Ouch! But heaps praise on Alex Jennings. It appears that the problems may be with Coward's play rather than the performers.


Whatsonstage.com call the play "oddly brusque and charmlessly monumental", which seems incredibly harsh! And includes my second favourite quote: "Gary should not resemble a tramp with a bad haircut and an ugly dressing gown worn over day clothes that might have come from an Oxfam shop".
On the other hand The Independent gives the most positive review: "a marvel of comic brio and farcical panache" and praises Alex Jennings, who "draws on similar talents and surpasses them. There's the electric wit and stage-filling charisma, as well as the boyishness that makes people want to mother and strangle him".

Better stop now, but I'll stick the weekend reviews on as well later.

Restoring His Humour


I found an interview with Toby in the Metro, but couldn't find it online, because for reasons known only to the lucky few, it was on the Evening Standard website instead?! Enjoy.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

New Plays In the West End


I had to link this, as I was immediately grabbed by the picture of Toby, though small and bit grainy, being gazed at longingly by Patricia Hodge. The woman's mesmerised I tell you!

There's nothing much in the story about Toby, rather it's a story about the ongoing struggle between plays and musicals in London's West End, but it's a good list of what's coming up if you fancy a trip to the theatre.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Ruth in Suburban Shootout


Ruth is reprising her role as Jewel Diamond in Suburban Shootout and there's a cast bio for Ruth here. The photo is taken at a bit of an odd angle though!

The website for the show on Five is quite fun and the show is actually quite a little bit bonkers.

Toby in The Times

"Great things have always been expected of Toby Stephens. He is the son of two great actors: Maggie Smith and Robert Stephens. He has already notched up a mesmerising Coriolanus and a formidable Hamlet, not to mention a brooding Rochester in the BBC’s Jane Eyre. So which great cultural figure is he playing next? “I suppose I’m Sid James,” he laughs."

That is the first paragraph of an interview with Toby, which was in The Times recently, along with a rather nicer picture than last time!

According to the interviewer, Toby is "annoyingly handsome"! Not a sentiment I would disagree with!

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Philistines - Cast Interviews

It does exactly what it says on the tin!

You can find a short film of four cast members talking about Philistines on YouTube, or on the Philistines page at the National Theatre site.

Why they filmed Ruth and Rory in Black and White, I have no idea!

Enjoy!



p.s. I did finish that script writing assignment in the end, and I got 86%, very chuffed!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Philistines Workpack

There is a lovely interview with Ruth, among a lot of lovely, detailed and interesting information about Philistines, in the National Theatre Workpack for the play. That is where the above lovely photo comes from.

Click here to open or download (it's a pdf document): Philistines Workpack.

Monday, July 16, 2007

First Among Sequels

I ought to be writing the short play for my writing assignment, but I can't think of anything to write, or a theme, or any decent characters, or a plot that is anything other than half baked. So I've been reading instead. I should be writing, it's due in less that two weeks....

I've been reading the new Jasper Fforde, First Among Sequels, aka the further adventures of Thursday Next. In this book, Thursday is now a 52 year old mum, still gallivanting around the Bookworld and engaging in furtive SpecOps work, all the while trying to get her recalcitrant and supine son to join the Chronoguard. Add into this, illegal cheese smuggling, a devil in disguise, two fictional Thursdays, the ghost of Mycroft and the added burden of carpet laying and you've got an enjoyable story.

I won't spoiler the book as not everyone is trying to avoid doing work like I am and has already read it. There is no Rochester in this one, apart from a few fleeting mentions, but there is a little bit of Pride and Prejudice, but Fforde wisely doesn't introduce Darcy into the narrative. The Bennet sisters attempts at Mother control however raise quite a chuckle.

While the book is enjoyable, it's not as good as the previous books. There doesn't appear to be a solid central plot, in fact the book almost seems like it's made up of sub plots, some of which are criminally unresolved by the end of the book. Which is both good as there will be more Thursday, but also bad, because I'll now have to wait two years for the resolution. Dagnamit. And my footnoterphone dialogue is missing due to a printer's mishap. Grrggh.

A few highlights of the book were: the unfortunate piano mishap in Emma (there are apparently only 15 pianos in the whole of the Book World and only one elephant) and towards the end the way in which Fforde depicts the Big Nothing is really quite audacious and satisfying. That last sentence will have made no sense unless you've read the book, but it's is one of my highlights.

I missed Mrs. Bradshaw and Thursday's father in this book, and I really wanted Thursday to go booksploring for a way into Sherlock Holmes (because he died falling off Reichenbach Falls!) instead of her more moribund cadet training. Oh well.

If you've never read any Thursday Next novels, start at the beginning with the Eyre Affair (Jane Eyre get's kidnapped and plenty of Rochester) and work your way towards this one, take your time, you've got two years.

Now back to gazing at a blank screen wondering what to write....

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Betrayal Reviews



The wonderful Jellybean (thank you!) has found a whole load of Betrayal review links on her blog and I'm linking to it because I'm too lazy/busy (delete as you find applicable) to find them all myself. But I did find the pictures all by myself, ok, ok, I googled them....but they are nice!

Enjoy!

Monday, June 04, 2007

Philistines Review and Online Trailer


I was going to do a roundup of the reviews for Philistines, but as jellybean has done this, I urge you to check out her blog, which also has many lovely photos of Sam West, which you can never have too many of really.

The National now has the Philistines trailer up, in which Ruth does appear and I have made a few screencaps:



Enjoy!

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Toby Stephens Interview in The Guardian

There's a great interview with Toby today in The Guardian, ostensibly to talk about his role in Betrayal at the Donmar Theatre. And congratulations to Toby and Anna-Louise as they are the proud parents of baby Eli!

Toby is asked about having been asked to play Bond, his answer was: "I don't know where that came from," he laughs. "I mean, Christ, there was enough fuss about [Craig] being blond. Can you imagine if they'd given it to a ginger? There'd be assassination plots."

Monday, May 21, 2007

Bafta 2007 Awards and Philistines

Alas Ruth didn't win the Best Actress award at the Bafta's last night, but she will be in Philistines at the National Theatre and she gave an interview to whatsonstage.com, which you can read here.


And here are some pictures of Ruth looking lovely at the Bafta's!

Friday, May 18, 2007

Backstage at the National Theatre

I went on a backstage tour of the National Theatre on Friday and I very much enjoyed it!

It was very interesting to see the three very different performing areas that the National Theatre has.


The Cottesloe theatre is basically a small black box with a very adaptable stage (in Goldilocks terms, this is Baby Bear), the Lyttleton has a proscenium arch (Mummy Bear):


And the grand and impressive Olivier Theatre (very much the Daddy bear).


You get to have a look at the some of the props that were used in previous performances, and a feel of a severed head, which I was reliably informed by the well informed guide that was the exact weight of a real severed head! I'll have to take her word for it. And we were introduced to Pat the tortoise, whose animatronic twin nearly upstaged Simon Russell Beale during a play.

To get a chance to go, if only fleetingly, backstage of a working theatre it's pretty good. While in the Olivier auditorium, I saw some of the set for A Matter of Life and Death and a man started to play a double bass for some reason while we in there and we saw Gisli Örn Gardarsson, who plays the Norwegian Conductor, but he's actually Icelandic.

They are still building the set for Philistines, which looks very sleek. I was very impressed that one enterprising set builder managed to keep hammering for about fifteen minutes straight with out a break while we were there. The set for Rafta, Rafta was glimpsed tucked away behind the Lyttleton and it looked phenomenal. It's like a huge dolls house that has been cut in half and dressed like a real house.

Philistines of course stars Ruth Wilson as Tanya, and the website has a little bit of blurb about it here.

The flytower of the Lyttleton theatre not only has a teetering Anthony Gormley statue balanced on top of it, but it is currently covered in real, growing grass. I saw a man watering it. If your click on the link above, you'll be able to see a video of how they did it: lots of grass seeds in clay basically.


I recommend the National Theatre (http://www.nationaltheatre.org.uk) website as a great site to go to for info on plays at the National, but it does also have workpacks for some productions, where the plays are discussed a little which are very interesting and informative.

Monday, April 30, 2007

Persuasion

Well, this post is better late than never, I suppose! Apologies for it's tardiness.

Persuasion starts with Anne Elliot, our main protagonist, rushing about her large stately house, making notes, which transpires to be an inventory of the household goods. Her house is to be rented out, as her vain and foppish father Sir Walter Elliot, played by the marvellous Anthony Head, had frittered it all away after his wife's death. That he is fond of spoiling his eldest daughter Elizabeth (Julia Davis) with strawberries and extravagant ringlets, has nothing to with being broke. Anne, who we have already guessed from her plain clothes and scraped back hair, in contrast to her flamboyant relatives, is the sensible one.

She pleads with her friend and confidante Lady Russell (the wonderfully nuanced Alice Krige) to stop her father and sister from being so free with their money and settle quietly in a rented house to save money. The house is to be rented to Admiral Croft and his wife, who as soon as they move in are taken aback at the number of mirrors, all belonging to Sir Walter, who is so vain, he carries a small mirror fastened at his wrist lest he go five minutes without seeing his own reflection.

As both father and elder daughter are set on glamorous Bath instead, Anne eventually waves them both off, in an ostentatious carriage and instead lodges with her sister Mary Musgrove (Amanda Hale), who is a hypochondriac bore. Mary professes ill health and then contradictorily proceeds to inhale the contents of the tea tray in one vast inward breath. Anne is saved from a fate worse than her sisters company all afternoon, by the arrival of her brother-in-law Charles Musgrove (Sam Hazeldine) and his cousins, Louisa and Henrietta Musgrove (played respectively by Jennifer Higham and Rosamund Stephen). Both of whom are willowy and pretty, but at the same time appear far plainer than Anne.
Both Anne and Mary are asked to tea up at the big house and when they get there are told that Captain Frederick Wentworth will be arriving soon. A successful and handsome naval officer who is the brother of Mrs. Croft, Anne's tenants. At this news Anne is upset, and Sally Hawkins, a fine and talented actress, displays all of Anne's dismay, repressed excitement and suppressed love in a scene not lacking in vast amount of tears and snot.


Wentworth (the incredibly gorgeous Rupert Penry-Jones) is Anne's lost love, he had proposed eight years ago, but was refused by Anne's family and Lady Russell as he was only a lowly naval officer then, but now after a short and successful career has returned, as a man of substance and means. And of course, in the words of Jane Austen herself, "a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife", and so he becomes the neighbourhoods most eligible bachelor.

Anne it seems is fated to meet Captain Wentworth when asked to dinner, but a small child with a dislocated shoulder, which is popped back into it's socket by Anne herself, puts paid to that; however the child's parents both think they ought not disturb their own plans for the evening!

Eventually Wentworth comes to visit and catches sight of Anne, whereupon both he and Anne try to avoid each other as far as common courtesy and politeness will allow, but on a walk during which Louisa flirts outrageously with Wentworth and launches herself off a stile straight at his head, Anne manages to trump her and flings herself off a tree and into a river. She is rewarded with Wentworth tenderly gazing down at her bedraggled form as she comes round now that they've pumped all the water out of her lungs.

Anne and the Musgroves now decide to go to the seaside, but not for them sandy beaches, ice creams and deckchairs, no, they go on holiday, in what appears to be winter and stroll up and down the wettest, slipperiest and bleakest looking seafront in Britain.

I can only imagine that Wentworth's ulterior motive was to lure everybody to the end of the walkway, let them get washed off and carry Anne off on his horse. Alas this doesn't occur as Louisa Musgrove in a vain attempt to get Wentworth to notice her ability to fly, attempts her now patented stile vaulting routine, 10 feet in the air from the top of a flight of steps, onto concrete. Wentworth, ever the sensible fellow, realises that the weight of girl, corset, bonnet and ringlets from that height would squash him quite flat, moves imperceptibly out of the way, hoping that the girl's petticoats will act as a parachute and she'll glide safely down to him. Unfortunately Louisa decides to launch herself head first and manages to sustain a serious injury. Anne resists the temptation to throw herself in the ocean in an attempt to get attention and instead inspects the inside of Louisa's bonnet which appeared to be the only thing holding her brain in.


Wentworth, Anne and Henrietta travel back home to break the news of Louisa's accident to her parents and Wentworth and Anne exchange smouldering looks, while Captain Benwick and Captain Harville, friends of Wentworth, stay with Louisa, Mary and Charles.

While at the seaside a man later known to be William Elliot (Tobias Menzies), who it transpires is to inherit Sir Walter's estate after his death, is seen to observe the party and Anne in particular. More of him later.


Anne now travels back to Bath to rejoin her father and sister, who have been making the best of society and ingratiating themselves with distant relative, who has the distinction of being a Viscountess. They both practically prostrate themselves when she is in the room.

Anne of course is far too sensible and intelligent for such nonsense and she spends more time in the company of her friend Mrs. Smith (Maisie Dimbleby), who is not in the best of health. Her father takes great exception to these visits and berates her quite vituperatively.

While in Bath, William Elliot pays a visit to Sir Walter on the pretence that he wants to make amends for their previous falling out. Sir Walter labours under the impression that William wants to marry one of his daughters. William's actual aim is to prevent Sir Walter from marrying Mrs. Clay, Elizabeth's widowed companion. As Mrs. Clay is young and still capable of childbearing, he's afraid that a wedded union would strip him of his inheritance.

William makes himself agreeable to Anne and appears quite an honest and good man, the benefits of her marriage to him, especially at her advanced age would, mean that she would get to live back in her beloved house, but despite his kind and charming manner her obvious love for Wentworth, she finds her resolve being assailed by the persuasive remonstrations of her father and Lady Russell, and Anne feels that she could marry William and be tolerably happy.

Meanwhile back at the seaside, Wentworth and Benwick are walking in a field and discussing Wentworth's tangled love life. Wentworth knows that he doesn't want to marry Louisa, and Benwick, who was heartbroken when his first love died, tells him to seize the day, i.e Anne. Wentworth misunderstands and seizes a horse instead and rides away, but he rides in the direction of Bath, so all is not lost.
Once Wentworth reaches Bath, he hears that Anne and William Elliot are close, this disheartens him and he follows Anne around several Bath functions in a lovestruck manner, all the while trying to avoid Elizabeth's creative hairstyles and trying to get Anne alone with him.

Anne is being steered towards marrying William, and Wentworth fearing that he is too late, sends Anne a passionate love letter. Anne upon reading it finally realises that Wentworth still loves her as constantly and as passionately as she has loved him and waits for Wentworth to visit as he promises in his letter. At the appointed time, the door is knocked upon and instead of Wentworth, in walk the Musgroves.

Anne eventually tires of waiting and decides to go to find Wentworth herself, on the way she meets Mrs. Smith, who informs her that William Elliot is a scoundrel and a knave, he never wanted to marry Anne out of love, he just wanted to secure his inheritance and had managed to persuade Mrs. Clay to be his mistress. The scales fall from Anne's eyes and she decides to spurn Elliot and to run the length of Bath twice, (without her bonnet, the hussy) in an attempt to find Wentworth.

Eventually she gets tired and returns home to find Wentworth calmly standing on the doorstep talking to Charles about guns. Eventually Charles leaves them alone and love is professed, which ought to be sealed with a kiss, which takes about half a hour. Just kiss him love, you've waited eight years for this moment and now you just stand there. He's just as bad, she's short, she can't reach up that high, but he just stands there ramrod straight smirking down at her. Perhaps the kiss took so long she was just trying to catch her breath after running so far.


And what better way to end this film, but with a kiss.

Sally Hawkins and Rupert Penry-Jones were both marvellous, Sally demonstrated Anne's enormous wealth of feeling for Wentworth even after such a long separation and Rupert aptly implied all of Wentworth's pent up emotion and longing for Anne. The production was beautiful and the adaptation was faithful without being slavish. Adrian Shergold, the director, brought out the best in the cast and the locations and the drama was accented with slivers of humour and wit without resorting to the campiness that affected Mansfield Park. All in all, it was a fine end to the Jane Austen season.