Brimstone and Treacle still vile after all these years

On Saturday we visited London once again and on a beautiful January day we headed for, what has become my favourite part of the City, the Southbank of the Thames. On the Southbank is situated the BFI and inside there is the Mediatheque which allows you to watch free movies from the BFI collection. Inside the archives at the BFI they have a large amount of the 'Play for Today' programmes, about 60 of the original 300 broadcast, of which I have now watched a couple. I really enjoyed the first one which was 'Brassneck' by David Hare and Howard Breton and when searching through the archive noticed 'Brimstone and Treacle' and I noted it down as a future watch. I knew about it being a banned play but I just assumed that it had been banned for a mild reason, in this multimedia world of disgusting images available at the touch of a button surely a play written in the mid 1970s couldn't offend. I was wrong.

Starring Denholm Elliott, Michael Kitchen, Patricia Lawrence and Michelle Newell this play focuses on the life of a tragedy struck family and how one stranger infiltrates and takes advantage of that family.

The play begins with Martin, who refers to himself as a Demon, (Kitchen) on a London suburb street talking about sulphur and looking around for a mark. He talks to a gentleman trying to insinuate himself into the mans life asking if he remembers him, this man doesn't and rebukes Martin who quickly moves onto Mr Bates (Elliott) who walks into view and gets sucked in slightly by Martin. Martin claims to know Mr Bates which makes him ask how and he claims to have known Mr Bates' daughter which makes Bates dubious as his daughter is paraplegic due to a tragic car accident two years previous. Martin claims to have proposed to the daughter but she turned him down so he went to America and had heard nothing about what had happened to her in the meantime but that he wants to see her again despite her being disabled. Mr Bates finds this most distasteful and tries to leave Martin but Martin fakes a seizure and Bates says he will fetch the car. Mr Bates leaves. Martin has stolen his wallet though and follows him home.

When Bates gets home we meet his wife who is looking after their daughter Pattie, a brilliant performance by Michelle Newell, and she is speaking to Pattie because she believes that her daughter will eventually get better. Mr Bates has already made up his mind that his daughter no longer exists and is just a physical shell despite the fact that when they talk to her she obviously responds. Martin turns up with the wallet and sends Mr Bates into a tizzy who is infuriated that the man he tried to lose followed him but stays polite and explains the situation to his wife who talks to Martin. Martin uses his natural charm to insinuate himself into Mrs Bates confidence and she accepts him as a would have been son in law nearly instantly. Mrs Bates is flattered by the attention that Martin gives her and of the chance that she has to actually converse with someone other than her husband as she has to stay at home and look after Pattie. During a session where the three of them drink a little too much and Martin allows himself to be spoken to we find out that Mr Bates has a problem with black people and believe the Conservative Party is now too soft so he has joined the National Front. As it gets late and Martin has volunteered to help look after Pattie because of his faux love of her since she turned down his proposal he is allowed to stay in Patties old bedroom upstairs. As soon as he gets up there he starts rummaging around her underwear drawer, finding some sort of perverse pleasure from the experience. This was the first thing that made me feel slightly uneasy. Then the perversion within this play comes out as he goes to bed and uses his demonic powers to sexually abuse and arouse Pattie who is sleeping downstairs.

The next day Pattie seems a little more responsive but Mr Bates is still unconvinced and Martin is treated badly by him again. When Mr Bates goes to work Martin convinces Mrs Bates to go get her hair cut and that he can look after Pattie whilst she is out. Once she has left the house Martin rapes Pattie in one of the most chilling and disturbing scenes I have ever witnessed on film.

The rape scenes in this play are disturbing not because of the content but because of the subject, this woman is the most helpless kind of person there is. Pattie is a woman who cannot say no, who cannot make a decision and she is fully exploited and violated by this demon. Then you add in the creepiness of the lines within the text which are wonderfully performed by Kitchen. Finally to really offend your sense of propriety and decency these rapes and molestations lead to Pattie coming to and being healed of her disability. It is a sick and twisted part of a play which actually brings up some very interesting points and makes you question the motives of this demon. My favourite part of this play is when the demon/Martin confronts Mr Bates with the reality of his racism, the reality of his 'send the blacks home' attitude. What starts as a simple conversation about how the NF will send them back to Africa/Jamaica/India etc leads to Martin bringing up the one fact that I like hearing racists and people like Nick Griffin try and answer which is 'What are people who are born here? Because according to you they are not British'. Martin goes on to point out that the only logical way to get rid of them is to have another Holocaust but here in England. This causes Mr Bates to reevaluate his beliefs. It is a brilliant piece of text and it is wonderfully performed by Kitchen and Elliot, it had me completely fixed to the screen I just wish it was a theatre play so I could experience the power of those words personally.

This play is vile in the way it portrays rape against a disabled woman and I think Alisdair Milne the man who cancelled its original broadcast in 1976 put it best by saying: "nauseating" though "brilliantly made".

This piece of work made me incredibly uncomfortable but it did make me think and also question what was acceptable in the theatre. Was this a step too far? I cannot say yes and I cannot say no because I was so offended by the ideas perpetrated by the sexual scenes.

I do not know what message Dennis Potter wanted to get across because I cannot work it out. It is a piece of work I respect yet find highly offensive. I think this piece is important to watch for any drama student to understand the limitations that sometimes need to be adhered to.



RTDA Update and Musings

Ok so another Saturday and another day out and about on the South Coast where yet again I found more tomes for my studies with the RTDA. Here is the list of purchases...

State of Revolution by Robert Bolt

Presence by David Harrower

Shakespeare - Hit or Miss? by John Gielgud

German Expressionism Five Plays by Georg Kaiser

Marat by Peter Weiss

Postwar German Theatre An Anthology of Plays printed by Macmillan

Punch at the Theatre

All in all a good little haul which was most fun gathering together.

Musings from the Week at RTDA

So this week whilst getting drenched at work a couple of thoughts about RTDA crossed my mind, slight little things that I didn't take into account when enrolling in this course. Learning prose, verse and the intricate nuances required to properly convey emotions on stage is relatively simple with practise and study, which is of course the point of this whole exercise, compared to learning two skills that most drama academies and schools teach but for which I do not really have the facilities nor the talent to teach myself. These are 1. Dance and 2. Singing. Now my singing voice is alright and and in many ways perfect for choral singing, plus when I get round to Cicely Berry's Voice and the Actor its breathing techniques and voice control exercises will probably improve my singing voice. I just wonder how much I can learn on my own singing along to 'Starlight Express' and 'Grease 2' compared to taking lessons, however perhaps I should peruse youtube and see if anyone on there is offering free lessons or tips. Then there is the dancing, well I have two left feet and when I HAD to do dance on my BTEC ND in performing arts course I was atrocious to the point of looking like I had only had one rehearsal when performing for an audience. So in a world and industry where you are expected to sing and be able to handle simple dance moves in Street Jazz, Tap, Jazz and Classical its kind of a problem being rhythmically challenged like myself. In the past I had looked up home dance courses and they were very pricey, I think the cheapest course I found back then was around one hundred pounds so I initially ignored the idea. Then today when I searched again I found a UK based company that offered a reasonably priced course on DVD.

This dance studio has produced several dvd classes worth investing in but when I saw the title of the complete beginners I was hooked. 2 Left Feet Complete Beginners looks like its exactly what someone like me who has hardly any talent needs to increase their technical base and boost their confidence. A snip at £26.99 and something which the RTDA may need to invest in for the future.

RTDA isn't going to address everything that a drama school will but there is always another way of getting round these problems you just have to be willing to look and get creative with your solutions.

As for Lear, it is there waiting and it will be done soon. Having read the background and contexts has made me mull ideas over of the staging and presentation of such a dramatic piece of work. All of this is very well and good but for me as a creative person I really cannot put together a solid vision until I have studied the content and hopefully in the next week time will become available to really crack on with Lear and Approach to Theatre.

Remember to check in throughout the week for new articles and further content from the RTDA project. I hope you have a great week and please feel free to comment.

Another sign of the Age of Austerity - The Castle Wellingborough Northants

The Castle Theatre Wellingborough is a community theatre in Northamptonshire. It contains a main house which seats five hundred and three audience members and an eighty nine seat studio theatre. It even contains rooms for a youth theatre group, resident artists space and an art gallery. The Castle is a pivotal part of  local life in Wellingborough who use it not just as a theatre space but also as a community centre. Now the venue needs to find an organisation to take over the space before the first of February to secure the jobs of its staff, unfortunately even if The Castle does get another organisation to take it over the local council will cut its funding by ten percent in April. Considering that in 2010 this mainly amatuer and community theatre venue had such artists as Victoria Wood, Jenny Eclair and Julian Clary put on their work there and that it hosts the East Midlands Youth Theatre Festival every year this will be a terrible blow to Wellingborough. I have always had a problem with closing regional theatres and with them losing their funding and to see what this venue offers and realise that the excellent services they provide will have to be cut does make me worry about the future of regional theatre. With the rise in ticket prices for West End and big city venues run by the larger theatre groups it is more important now than ever that a cheaper option in the provinces is widely available. We all have to do our bit to dig the UK out of this black hole of debt but do we really know what the cultural and educational cost of all this cutting is going to mean to our society in twenty years time. For more information please read this article by Bernie Goodjohn of the Northants Evening Telegraph.

Yeah well the Dog ate it! Excuses to the RTDA

Ok so if this was a Monday Morning about five years ago and I was supposed to hand in or produce some work that I was meant to have done for University and I wanted to stretch my deadline I would have come up with some excuse. I think my main excuse during my college and University years was 'My Printer is playing up again/My computer crashed and wiped the work' which was true due to the strange models of printers and pc's my Dad would purchase. Today I have no excuse really for why chapter two of 'Approach to Theatre' is not completed, I started doing it but didn't finish it. I read the introduction to King Lear and a whole load of information on its historical background, context and source. I even read about where the text originates from and how the great Tragedians throughout history modified the script to solidify their performances but not a stanza of Shakespeare's verse has passed my eyes yet. This is because I was busy this weekend. Busy doing what I hear you cry? Well here is what I was busy doing.


As I mentioned on Saturday we went into the manic and heaving town centre where we added several tomes to my collection of theatre books. However two other things were picked up during this trip to the shops. One was a video game called 'Heavy Rain' and the other was a dvd boxset of that 90s Fantasy television series 'Xena'. Saturday afternoon was then spent watching a couple of episodes of Xena and then copious amounts of Heavy Rain. Now this may seem like a complete waste of time however there were lessons to be learned and I found both very helpful.

Xena the Warrior Princess is about a former Warlord named Xena who is trying to right the wrongs of all the slaughter, chaos and general misery she has rained down on the Ancient World. Along the way she meets friends such as Gabriel who joins her in her roam around Thrace and Greece (I am only up to episode four) doing good deeds and kicking evil doers behinds. Now you may ask what on earth I could possibly learn from such a fantastical piece of television but there are real lessons to be learned from material such as this. One is conviction, the actors in this show give great conviction to their lines and Lucy Lawless (Xena) plays it very straight and honest. There is a certain campness to the whole show, I love it, which would probably make most theatre goers and people who worship the method and serious acting cry for the blood of the producers actors and anyone else involved but the truth is that Xena is well acted and it is a great example of entertaining television. If as a drama student I need to remember anything its that ultimately being an actor is about being able to entertain people and Xena entertained me. Also the way it is costumed and designed is very theatrical and that instantly gives it credit to help me with my understanding of design for film, theatre and television.

Now Heavy Rain may seem like a very odd thing to be writing on a theatre blog but this piece of video gaming is amazingly theatrical. It is essentially an interactive film noir in which you control the outcome of the story and characters involved. Set in an American city somewhere in the Northeast this story revolves around a man named Ethan and his relationships which are ruined by two tragic events. Now I loved this game and LibraryGirl and myself were hooked to the screen all evening and all of Sunday nearly too which is all very good I hear you all cry but again what does it have to do with the theatre? Well Heavy Rain wasn't really animated in the conventional way that video games are done, no its characters move because they were motion captured to move that way. Their faces were motion captured in the same way that Tom Hanks was in Polar Express so what you actually are watching as you interact with this epic movie is real actors playing out a real script. What this game has shown me is the subtle nuances within facial features and movements, because of the way it was constructed I was in the game more and I felt as if the fourth wall no longer existed that I was the characters. I just admired the whole game and the acting ability put forward. The voice acting was very good as well, in recent years people have praised games such at GTA IV for the acting involved but having played both these games Heavy Rain is vastly superior. I really need to work on my facial expressions and vocal skills if I want to be a good actor and that is what I learnt from playing this game.

So yes that is why I did not do my work, that is what led to my distraction. Am I sorry? No not at all because I did learn some things and I can go back to Shakespeare now. This week I will be back on track with King Lear being analysed. This time though I won't fix myself to a two day working period. With home schooling and education you have to balance everything within your day to day life and maybe thats the biggest lesson this weekend has taught me. So keep up with me as I continue working hard at the RTDA.