Aunt Dan And Lemon by Wallace Shawn, Almeida Theatre, 1 May 1999

We thought this play/production was wonderful and we both remember this particular evening at the Almeida extremely well.

I had been especially keen to book this production, as I had read the play in the late 1980s, found it very interesting and wondered whether I would ever get to see it performed.

Janie and I attended a preview, as oft we do. Wallace Shawn was there and we chatted with him for quite some while. He came across as being exactly the sort of slightly-awkward, self-effacing type that he depicted in the film My Dinner With Andre, which is a great favourite of ours. A couple of times I said to Wallace, “I’m sure you need to speak with some other people”, to allow him to move on without discomfort, but he made it quite clear that he was happy chatting with us and continued to do so.

We talked about his other plays, many of which I had read and several of which Janie and I had seen together. We also chatted about the Almeida production of Aunt Dan & Lemon. He told us how thrilled he was that Miranda Richardson was playing Aunt Dan, as he was a huge fan of hers. I remember reflecting afterwards, with Janie, that Wallace Shawn seemed more star struck about Miranda Richardson than we were star struck by chatting with him.

Wallace Shawn. Photo by Sam Felder, CC BY-SA 2.0

The production was truly excellent. I had wondered, when I read the play, how it could possibly be staged well. Director/designer Tom Cairns and the production team had a myriad of clever answers, not least the hugely effective but not overpowering use of video projections on a screen.

Glenne Headly was superb as Lemon, as was Miranda Richardson as Aunt Dan. An excellent supporting cast including Corey Johnson and Kerry Shale.

Our friend Michael Billington loved this play/production:

Aunt Dan Billington GuardianAunt Dan Billington Guardian 06 May 1999, Thu The Guardian (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

It’s a shame that the Guardian mis-labelled the photo as Natasha Richardson (daughter of Vanessa Redgrave, no relation to Miranda). I wonder whether Wallace Shawn laughed or cried at that mistake back then?

Nicholas de Jongh in The Standard also liked it:

Aunt Dan Standard De JonghAunt Dan Standard De Jongh 06 May 1999, Thu Evening Standard (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

Suzannah Clapp also really liked the production:

Aunt Dan Clapp ObserverAunt Dan Clapp Observer 09 May 1999, Sun The Observer (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

Charles Spencer in The Telegraph considered the piece to be pernicious and wrong-headed, which is an interesting counter-argument to those coming at the piece from a more liberal perspective:

Aunt Dan Spencer TelegraphAunt Dan Spencer Telegraph 07 May 1999, Fri The Daily Telegraph (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

Thinking about the play some 35 years after reading it and 25 years after seeing it, I am struck by the thought that the play would, today, seem implausible, because an academic with Aunt Dan’s views would be lucky to survive even one semester as an Oxford don. Mind you, Wallace Shawn probably wouldn’t last much longer in an elevated academic institution either. Having thought provoked in this manner is not for wimps.

One of the very best and most memorable evenings we have spent at the theatre.

Plenty by David Hare, Albery Theatre, 17 April 1999

A star-studded audience our night: me, Janie, Elvis Costello…

…we didn’t/don’t normally go to celebrity gala preview evenings for productions. Indeed, I think we ended up at this one by accident.

If I remember correctly, Janie booked this one on an early priority booking as she was a member of the Almeida Theatre, which was responsible for (or at least heavily involved with) this production. We tend to like and book previews, because they are usually low key and precede the hullabaloo of press nights and the like. For some reason this one seemed to be different.

We got to the Albery and our seats in good time. Then someone in the row behind me taped my shoulder and said “hello” as he was going past towards his seat. It was Elvis Costello, whom I had got to know reasonably well in the 1990s at Lambton Place Health Club (now BodyWorksWest).

In fact, for several years at Lambton Place, I was aware of this friendly fellow who was obviously in the music business, as indeed were many members at Lambton’s. I had not recognised him as Elvis Costello, despite my having several of his albums and having seen him live several times in the 1980s. On one occasion, a few years before The Albery, he and I were chatting in the steam room and I asked him what he did. He said that he used to be in a band called Elvis Costello and the Attractions. “Oh yes”, I said “I have several of your albums and saw the band live more than once. Do you mind telling me your name?” He told me, and clearly found my embarrassment at my gaff funny.

I even reviewed one of Elvis Costello’s gigs for Concourse, our student newspaper, in 1983. That was only seven or eight years before I first met him.

Anyway, roll the clock to April 1999 again. We were still on “chat quite regularly at the health club” terms, hence Elvis Costello tapping me on the shoulder, saying hello and stopping for a brief chat as he was going through to his seat.

“Who was that?” asked Janie after he and his Mrs had moved on. “Elvis Costello”, I said, quietly and matter-of-factly I thought, but my words caused a flurry among a group of celebrity-spotters in the row in front of us, who proceeded to keep turning around at regular intervals, looking at Elvis Costello and quizzically looking at me and Janie whom, I suppose, they now suspected of being celebrities worth spotting in our own right. I found this more amusing than Janie did.

Unfortunately, the pre-show hullabaloo was probably the most entertaining aspect of the evening from my point of view. I didn’t much like the play and found Cate Blanchett’s character Susan incredibly irritating.

Not as good as we had hoped it would be

…was my log comment, so I am pretty sure Janie felt the same way.

It was all very well produced and had a tip-top cast under Jonathan Kent, but that couldn’t rescue the evening for us. Here’s a link to the Theatricalia entry.

Paul Taylor in The Independent shared our doubts about this play/production, although saying that he would sooner spend three weeks stuck in a lift with Hedda Gabler than have a drink with Blanchett’s character Susan is harsher than I could have been:

Taylor Independent PlentyTaylor Independent Plenty 28 Apr 1999, Wed The Independent (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

Charles Spencer in The Telegraph hated the play but fell in love with Cate Blanchett

Spencer Telegraph PlentySpencer Telegraph Plenty 29 Apr 1999, Thu The Daily Telegraph (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

We had posh nosh at The Beaumont afterwards. I think it had recently had a makeover at that time – it will have had a makeover or two since (he says, writing 25 years after the event).

From Square (14 February) To Naked The Next Weekend: Naked by Luigi Pirandello, Almeida Theatre, 21 February 1998

The Square (Restaurant), 14 February 1998

“Dinner with some chick”

…reads my diary entry for that evening…

“8:00 Valentine Night The Square Restaurant” 6 Bruton Street W1 Karine”

…reads Janie’s more helpful entry.

Janie’s diary also informs me that we went to Sound On Wheels in North Harrow that morning, where the indomitable Maurice & Ray will have sorted out the latest arrival in our household, my souped-down Honda CRX, Nobby, with a sound system.

Picture borrowed from allinlondon.co.uk

25 years on, Sound On Wheels has gone. As has The Square, which presciently closed down just before the Covid 19 pandemic.

When we went it was all the rage, having relatively recently moved to Mayfair. It was in the process of collecting its second Michelin Star had it not done so already.

Also borrowed from allinlondon.co.uk, for consistency’s sake

Janie remembers this as one of the finest meals we have had, with superb service too. It was a very special evening.

Naked by Luigi Pirandello, Almeida Theatre, 21 February 1998

There had been a lot of hype about Juliette Binoche coming to tread the Almeida boards, so we were really looking forward to this one.

Our review:

Not as good as we expected – the critics were more convinced by Ms Binoche than we were

My recollection is that we found it hard to hear what she was saying despite the fact that we were sitting in the front row.

The critics fell in love with her, though. My friend, Michael Billington, going a little overboard. I agree with him about Juliette Binoche’s “eccentric inflections” and that Oliver Ford Davies put in a blinder of a performance.

Naked Billington GuardianNaked Billington Guardian 19 Feb 1998, Thu The Guardian (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

David Benedict in The Independent leapt to Juliette’s defence, like a knight in shining armour, denying even the accusation that the inflections were eccentric:

Naked Benedict IndependentNaked Benedict Independent 25 Feb 1998, Wed The Independent (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

Nicholas de Jongh in The Standard hated the play but loved Juliette Binoche. I would agree that part of the problem was the play – not one of Pirandello’s best:

Naked de Jongh StandardNaked de Jongh Standard 19 Feb 1998, Thu Evening Standard (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

Unsurprisingly, Charles Spencer was star struck by Juliet Binoche in The Telegraph:

Naked Spencer Telegraph (for real)Naked Spencer Telegraph (for real) 19 Feb 1998, Thu The Daily Telegraph (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com

I stand by our own review – we couldn’t hear clearly what Juliet Binoche was saying in a play that, in any case, would have been a fairly difficult watch.

We ate at Pasha afterwards. Another once-excellent eatery that is no longer there 25 years later:

A hat trick of thanks for pictures to allinlondon.co.uk