Monthly Archive for November, 2008

Cologne: part five (the last part)

Yes, it’s my final evening here before travelling back tomorrow afternoon, and straight back into all things Crescent with a meeting in the evening.

Today started with a little shopping (not much with the exchange rate being what it is) then a gentle wander around the Museum Ludwig which houses the most superb collection of modern art. I drooled over the Mondrian, scoffed at the Warhol and mused about where it was that Picasso lost his way. Ooooo controversy!

Then I had a meeting with Rainer Hoffman, kurator of the theatre festival. Over a couple of coffees we chatted about organising events, attracting visiting companies and the issues that inevitably arise in these situations.

Then I took in a video installation which – for once – was actually worth sitting and looking at. Then I met up with Rainer again and we paid a visit to LAUTER KÖLNER WÜNSCHE which was a shop where wishes were being received from the good people of Köln. The wishes were being processed, and there were wish ‘rituals’ and a large white rabbit. I thought at first it might be Harvey, but I don’t think he was quite 6′ 1.5″. Pity that.

Tonight it was the final show on my programme which Rainer had put together for me before I came over: performed with puppets, in Korean (but with German surtitles) it was called DER BERLINER GAETTONG and was based on a Korean myth but reflected the shared fate of Germans and Koreans of living in a divided country. It was a wonderful piece of theatre – funny and moving and a beautifully told story.

So as I wind up here in Köln, there’s just time for a final G&T at the bar. I hope you’ve found travel diary interesting on some level or other.

Harvey Goes to the Movies

As a tribute to the fondly remembered film, the next batch of publicity photos for our production of Harvey will have a movie theme to them. Here’s a small taste (trailer?) of things to come…

Cologne: part four

Is this part four? I’ve lost track of time and the days here; I even sent Andrew Lowrie a text yesterday thinking it was Tuesday and therefore the day of this month’s board meeting.

So here I am, still at Köln and about to set off to take in some modern art before meeting with the kurator of the theatre festival.

Yesterday was another busy day: first I met with the director of the ‘walkabout’ show I’d seen (been a part of?) on Sunday. Lukas talked enthusiastically about his theatre work which often involves site specific story telling of this kind. I suggested that we might try something similar in Birmingham and his response was very supportive. We talked about how he researched the lives of ordinary people who have lived thru extraordinary times and how to translate these into theatre. I really feel there are some stories to be told about Birmingham and that this would be an excellent project for The Crescent to lead in the future. Watch this space!

Then , last night, I joined a coach load of other people on a journey out to forest to watch DER BÜS. Even if your German is as bad as mine, you can probably guess that this is THE BUS – the play we are giving a UK premiere to in March. Well, it was great experience; the play works superbly in the great outdoors, even when the great outdoors are below minus degrees celcius. I’m not going to write an essay here now on the play, but needless to say the production, whilst very different to the one we’ll be doing, gave me lots of ideas.

Following the coach trip back into Köln I attended the after show talk which the director (Samuel Schwartz) and members of the cast kindly conducted in English for my benefit and the local radio station – yes the radio guy preferred it all in English! Following a couple of drinks I came back to the hotel to get som much needed sleep.

Today is the last full day in the city, so I’m off now to make the most of it.

Cologne: part three

Today I have had two of the most amazing theatrical experiences of my life!

The first was a three hour marathon walk around Köln visiting a school gym, several apartments, a shop, an office and, finally, a boat. At each location we met characters telling their story, all of which were interlinked and related the story of Kölners in the 20th Century. Called KURZ NACHDEM ICH TOT WAR it was a superb piece of theatre that – literally – could not be told anywhere else. Tomorrow I’m meeting its director (Jörg Lukas Matthaei) to find out how they pieced it all together and see whether we could do something similar in Birmingham. I was so caught up in the work that at one moment I found myself being interviewed for the Hitler Youth (and being accepted which was worrying) and then discussing Communist propaganda in a shadowy back street with a man in a trenchcoat. During the latter experience I’m sure I could hear the theme from The Third Man playing somewhere. The iPod audio in German was somewhat lost on me, but the actors all worked so well in English once they knew language-poor me was there.

Then tonight I trudged across town for KAMP. With no words, but the most amazing sound track, three talented Dutch folk use puppets and models to tell tales from Auschwitz. It’s the first time I’ve ever experienced that rarest of beasts – an audience that just sat in silence for a few minutes at the end totally absorbed, totally affected. Experiencing this piece with a mostly German audience was one of the most profound experiences I can think of and the chance to chat to some of them afterwards was especially poignant.

Well, I think I deserve tonight’s large G&T at the hotel bar. After that off to bed.

An Introduction

My name is Elwood P. Dowd.  I live with my sister, Mrs Veta Simmons and my lovely little niece, Miss Myrtle Mae Simmons at 343 Temple Drive, somewhere on the west coast of America.  I spend a lot of time in the bars and taverns of the town with my best friend Harvey.

Harvey is a six foot one-and-a-half inch white rabbit.  He is also a pooka. Harvey tells me that a pooka is a spirit that takes on animal form, and a lot of them turn up in Celtic mythology.  In fact, there may be one sitting next to you right now, and I understand that it might be a pooka that shows up from time to time to Donnie Darko.

Harvey thinks the world of me.  And if Harvey takes a liking to someone, he expresses himself most definitely.  But if he’s not particularly interested, he’ll sit – like an empty chair, or an empty space on the floor.  Now, Harvey is very fond of my sister Veta.  That’s because he’s fond of me – and my sister and I come from the same family.  But Veta is not very fond of Harvey.  Don’t you think that’s rather too bad?

Harvey and I go to the bars, have a drink or two, and play the jukebox.  Soon, the faces of the other people turn to me and they smile.  They’re saying “we don’t know your name, but you’re alright.”  Harvey and I warm ourselves in these golden moments.  We came as strangers, soon we have friends.  We have lots of friends in the town and take great delight in inviting them back to my house for dinner.  Veta doesn’t always seem too pleased, but I always point out to her that you can’t have too many friends.

The story of me and my pal Harvey was written by a very dear lady called Mary Chase and first staged at the 48th Street Theater, Broadway, where it ran for 1,775 performances.  The nice people on the Pulitzer board awarded it the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1945.

Our story is full of fun and laughter, and there is an hilarious comedy of errors in the middle of the play (although my sister Veta didn’t seem to find it very funny).  But there’s a little more to the story than fun, and I’ll leave it up to you to decide whether I’m as mad as some people seem to think, whether my real friend is the bottle, or whether I’ve found the secret to having a happy, contented life.

Oh, and if you see Harvey and me leaning up against the bar at the Crescent Theatre, be sure to come and join us.  We’d be happy to see you.

My regards to you, and anyone else you happen to run into,

Elwood P. Dowd

Of Mice and Men and American Dreams

I’ve never been to America, by which I mean the USA, but, perhaps like many of us, I feel that I have a greater sense of that country from literature, film, television and media, than some foreign countries that I have visited. Whether that is a true sense is hard to say but what I can say is that despite not always being terribly enamoured of some of the USA’s political and global activities, I am almost endlessly fascinated by great American literature.

Many of my favourite books and plays are deeply rooted in the American psyche; from classics such as ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’, ‘Death of a Salesman’, ‘To Kill and Mockingbird’ and ‘Of Mice and Men’ which I am directing for the Crescent; to more modern work such as the novels of Toni Morrison and John Irving. I think you can trace thematic threads through all these works and many more. I will post more about these themes as my rehearsal process develops and deepens but here are a few starting points:

1. It’s a BIG country. I can’t imagine how big it is or what it feels like to travel for days across swathes of fields or desert without ever coming to an ocean. Is all that space liberating or oppressive in its own way? Many characters, such as Biff in Arthur Miller’s ‘Death of a Salesman’, and Lenny and George in ‘Of Mice and Men’, dream of owning their own little patch of all that space and living free off the ‘fat o’ the lan”. The possibilities seem endless and perhaps therein lies the problem; with all that choice and apparent freedom where is the urgency to commit and settle? It’s also a pretty lonely place for most of the characters in ‘Of Mice and Men’.

2. Technology and progress; moving forward. From motor cars to farm machinery, engines and machines are everywhere in American literature yet they often cause more harm than good. Candy in ‘Of Mice and Men’ has been disabled by a machine and motor vehicle accidents wreak havoc on the lives of John Irving’s characters in ‘The World According to Garp’ and ‘A Widow for One Year’.

3. ‘All men are born free but some are born more free than others’. Racial inequality and the legacy of slavery haunt many American classics. Crooks, the black stable buck, is marginalised on the ranch in ‘Of Mice and Men’ and is consequently embittered and disempowered – I will talk more about how I intend to explore this in my production another time. Racial prejudice leading to injustice is foregrounded in ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ and I draw a direct parallel between the actions of Sethe in Toni Morrison’s ‘Beloved’, who kills her own daughter rather than have her taken back into slavery, and the actions of George at the end of ‘Of Mice and Men’. Lenny is not black but he is certainly ‘different’.

4. The American Dream. Hopeless or dashed dreams drive many of the great characters of American literature. Many of the characters in ‘Of Mice and Men’ have dreams; from Curley’s Wife who dreams of movie stardom – the apex of celebrity-obssessed American society even in the 1930s, to George and Lenny’s more modest but equally impossible dream of their own little farm.

As Langston Hughes wrote in his poem ‘A Dream Deferred’;

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

(Langston Hughes, 1902 – 1967)

I think you can find the fate of most of the characters in ‘Of Mice and Men’ in that poem and each has its own particular tragedy.

Liz Plumpton

Cologne: part two

Guten Morgen!

It’s Sunday Morning here in Köln and I think this is the first time I’ve ever used a German keyboard; letters are in different places which will be a handy excuse for any typos! I’m using the hotel’s PC as it’s E8 an hour to use my laptop in my room, so piccies will have to wait.

Travel plans yesterday went well and the flight was lovely, just 24 passengers on the plane: either Dusseldorf is not a popular destination or the credit crunch thing is really kicking in.

Anyway…. (getting really annoyed now that the ‘y’ key is in the wrong place) I hit the road running once I arrived by seeing two shows here at the ECHT! Politik im Freien Theater festival. The first was fairly traditional, called MONTANA and dealt with poltical crises and the loss (sic) of utopia. Second up was NOTHING COMPANY, that was more avant garde and featured cardboard boxes and headphone commentary; very entertaining but with a good message – and in part in English!

Today holds two more shows and some sight seeing, so, now I’ve stocked up on a good brekkie, I’m off out exploring.

More news tomorrow.

After Dark – Journey’s End

I’m just in from tonight’s after dark session for JOURNEY’S END and what a great session it was.

More than 50 members of the audience stayed on to ask a thoughtful range of questions of the cast and crew; they also added some really superb comments about the production. My thanks to everyone – on and off stage – who took part.

Regular after dark sessions are a new thing for us at The Crescent this season, with almost every show having one following the Friday night performance. They are a great opportunity for the audience to ask questions and find out more about how a production has reached the stage – I encourage you to take part.

Winnie the Pooh

My first ever story book was a copy of the collected adventures of this little bear and his friends; with some of the illustrations being in colour it seemed to me quite magical. The chance to be part of a stage production was too good to miss. Imagine my delight to be cast in the title role.

The rehearsals have been going for a while now and we have had several goes at working through the whole play, so the next big thing is getting ‘off book’. I have always struggled with lines, finding rote learning rather tedious. I have used a memory route method to learn other scripts, particularly useful is involved in a dialogue with short speeches.

However, the role of Pooh has parts with several characters talking together, large gaps between lines and a number of large speeches. Dialogue tends to be easiest to learn because often what is said is a response, so the previous lines act as good cues. But remembering ad hoc interjections, or the course of a long speech, which in the case of Pooh often make quite big conceptual leaps, is proving rather tricky. I’m aways interested to find out how other actors learn their lines and whilst I have some memory techniques, I’m also interested in learning new ones.

Well, I have to go and learn a few more pages, but if anyone has any advice or suggestions I’d be really interested to hear.

Cologne: part one

Hi all

It’s The Crescent’s Arts Manager here! Just to let you know that tomorrow (15/11/08) I’m off to Cologne on theatre business (grant funded for those of you worried I’m spending theatre money). I’m visiting Echt! Politik im Freien Theater which is an annual festival of theatre held in the city.

I shall attempt while there to keep you updated on what’s going on and what I’m up to via this blog, so check back regularly for updates.

All the best

Robert