I cannot find much about this one. My log claims that we thought the piece was very good.
I have managed to find an obituary post for Rod Beacham, the playwright – click here. Interesting to learnt hat his biggest success was Lies Have Been Told, a play about Robert Maxwell, which, like NoBig Deal, also starred Philip York.
Also interesting to learn that No Big Deal toured under then name Friends Like This with Barbara Dickson and Roy Hudd.
Also interesting to learn that Rod Beacham was instrumental in the oorigins of the Orange Tree Theatre. Sounds like a good bloke.
We’ll have dined at Don Fernando after the play, even in those days.
We would occasionally take The Duchess with us to the Orange Tree back then, but the log suggests not on this occasion. Small mercies. No big deal.
What a cast! Daniel Craig, Susan Engel, Clare Holman, Stephen Dillane, Harry Towd…directed by Declan Donnellan too.
I insisted that Janie go alone to see Perestroika and she told me at the time that it was not as good as Millenium Approaches. But was she saying that just to be kind or was she saying that because she got less enjoyment without me or was she saying that because actually the first part is the better part?
A strange play, this. Here is a link to its Wikipedia entry. Writing about it 25 yrars later, it seems in some ways more relevant now than it did then, as evidenced by the several revivals of it in recent years.
And there was Janie and I thinking that we’d spent an evening seeing an interesting play by Caryl Churchill performed exceptionally well. What simple souls we were/are.
Janie and I see a lot of theatre and on the whole go to see productions that we find good or very good. But just occasionally we see something that is a cut above and is truly memorable as one of the best productions we have ever seen.
That is how my memory (25 years later) recalls this adaptation/production of The Life Of Galileo and my log from the time registers the simple phrase, “excellent production”.
Janie is not partial to Shakespeare, but this production directed by Adrian Noble with Derek Jacobi as Macbeth and Cheryl Campbell as Lady Macbeth was quite special and we both thought it very good.
I now learn that one of the three witches was Tracy-Ann Oberman, who went on (shortly after this production I think), to perform in NewsRevue/SportsRevue. Not our first sighting of her, that was in The Changeling at Stratford:
Returning to The Scottish Play, though, this is one of two productions Janie and I have seen; the other being the Tony Sher/Harriet Walter production to be Ogblogged “in the fullness”.
A couple of contemporaneous reviews survive on-line:
Janie and I binged on The RSC/ The Barbican at the start of 1994 – this is the first of a hat trick of productions we saw there within the space of a few weeks.
We thought this one was very good. I tend to like Michael Hastings’s plays and what a line up for us to see. Emerging names such as Toby Stephens, Jasper Britton & Monica Dolan alongside established stars such as Gemma Jones, Philip Voss & John Carlisle, directed by Steven Pimlott.
The play is basically about Nazi sympathisers in the UK during the war. It was chilling although it did have its moments of humour, as is Michael hastings’s wont.
This was the third of just three productions Janie and I saw together in The Orange Tree Room (the original Orange Tree above the pub) before that super space closed down. For just a short while, the Orange Tree ran the purpose built theatre and the room.
Of the three, I for some reason I only retained the “programme” (sheet of paper) for The Belle.
This so frustrating, because this production of The Walls was superb – we were spellbound by it. But sadly (unlike Saigon Rose) it doesn’t seem to have been reviewed – or at least not by any resources available on-line.
I have managed, by detective work, to determine that the play we saw is a translation of Las Paredes by Griselda Gambaro.
By Sara Facio (Revista Argentina 1970) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
I have managed to find a review of a more recent production of this play in DC – click here or below:
That review gives you a feel for the play and the production we saw, which tried (with a very limited budget and space) to create that increasingly claustrophobic feeling and did so very well.
I wish I could record who was in it and who directed/designed the production at the Orange Tree Room because it really was excellent in our book.
Perhaps the Orange Tree has an archive into which I can delve at some point.
Janie and I saw this production just before we set off for our first big holiday, to China and Bali. I remember we talked about this play/production a lot and for a long time.
Of all the leaflets to mislay…but perhaps they had run out of leaflets. The Orange Tree Room was on its way out by then; what a pity.
If anyone reading this posting has any information about the production, please let me know through the comments or message system.
Postscript: Newspapers.com allowed me to find the following clipping from The Guardian – appropriately with a typo in the second word of the main text!
We took Pauline with us to this revival of Fay Weldon’s Mr Director at the Orange Tree.
I think we were all a little underwhelmed by the play, but never mind.
We went to Don Fernando afterwards. There’s a good chance we had paella there, as Janie made some notes in her diary about waiting times for same in Don Fernando.
I don’t think anyone argued or passed out or anything dramatic on this occasion.
