Showing posts with label Agatha Christie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Agatha Christie. Show all posts

Friday, 4 October 2024

Friday Five: Books Read in September


There are only four for this month so the Friday Five is missing one, but I'm sure it all evens out in the end.
  1. Bel Canto by Ann Patchett (Harper Collins) - Set in an unnamed South American country, Bel Canto is inspired by the Japanese embassy hostage crisis of 1996-1997 in Lima, Peru. It begins at a birthday party thrown at the country's vice-presidential home in honour of visiting Japanese dignitary and opera enthusiast, Katsumi Hosokawa. In attempt to secure funding from the guest, the famous American soprano, Roxanne Cross is scheduled to perform as the highlight of the party. Near the end of the evening, a group of terrorists break in, hoping to take the president hostage, but when they realise he is not in attendance, they take the entire party hostage, only to subsequently release all except those for whom they think they might get a higher ransom. The isolation-aspect of the novel is fascinating as the characters develop in relation to each other, and alliances, friendships, and even romances form. As one might expect from a novel that won the Orange Prize and the PEN/ Faulkner Award for Fiction, it is beautifully written, following the score of an opera with great highs and lows and an explosive ending. Part love story; part hostage thriller; part musical appreciation, it contains many unrealistic and implausible plot developments, but leaves a lasting impression on the senses.
  2. Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami (Vintage Books) - "From July of his sophomore year in college until the following January, all Tsukuru Tazaki could think about was dying." This is the opening line of the novel and if it has similarities with the beginnign of A Man Colled Ove, there are also strong echoes of Frank Kafka. Tsukuru is 36 and reflecting on his past, particularly why his friends suddenly stopped speaking to him and expected him to know why. Encouraged by a new lover, he sets out to discover the truth, meeting each of his former friends to question them individually, and also to understand himself better - why did he simply accept this fact? His old friendship group was a solid unit of two girls and three boys, whose names and nicknames all relate to colours (for example, Kei Akamatsu/ Aka; 'red pine'), except him; "“Tsukuru Tazaki was the only one in the group without anything special about him... Everything about him was middling, pallid, lacking in colour.” His sole interest is in train stations, and he is the only one who leaves the home town of Nagoya and goes to university in Tokyo to study engineering. He is practical and orderly, featuring in logically progressing sentences with limited adjectives - “He took a shower every morning, shampooed his hair well, and did the laundry twice a week.” Despite the clarity of language, the narrative is complex, containing stories within stories, exploring theories of freedom of thought, death and music, and causing Tsukuru and the reader to question, “People do change. And no matter how close we once were, and how much we opened up to each other, maybe neither of us knew anything substantial about the other.”
  3. Unfinished Portrait by Mary Westmacott (Ulverscroft Limited) - When Agatha Christie writes as Mary Westmacott, she enjoys the psychology of her characters rather than the mystery of the plot. In this story within a story, the framework is set by the narrator, Larraby, meeting a young woman, Celia, whom she thinks is going to end her life because she has had enough. Sitting on a seat overlooking the sea, the narrator draws her into conversation and Celia tells the story of her life, which Larraby notes down and sends to 'My Dear Mary'. Because she is concerned with the effects of the events, she pays less attention to the specifics; “I’m not going into details – this isn’t a chronicle of such things. There’s no need to describe the quaint little Spanish town, or the meal we had together at her hotel." Celia was an imaginative child who became a sensitive woman, learning to live more frugally once her family's fortune and social standing mysteriously diminished on her father's death. The summary of the ‘coming out’ period of introductions to the marriage market is amusing, terrifying and deeply instructional, as men flock around the young innocent woman who knows no better and might provide them with an heir and domesticity. The ideas of marriage and maternity are both historic and current, highlighting the trauma and depression felt by women who didn't want these circumstances but were not encouraged in any other aspirations.
  4. Master of Shadows by Neil Oliver (Orion Books) - having written half a dozen non-fiction, history and geography books, this is Neil Oliver's first work of fiction. Its backdrop is the fall of Constantinople, the skirmishes in Scotland, and another historical figure, Joan of Arc, thrown in for good measure. This makes for an interesting scope of different generations, geographical locations and time periods, but it also makes the narrative a little confusing. Central characters, John Grant and Badr, are mercenaries so have no affiliation with Christians, Turks, Ottomans or Muslims, and there are many violent and creatively cruel deptictions of fighting and torture. The structure is of a bird who soars above the city, diving in and drawing back, giving us a bird's eye view of specifics, and also allowing for generalisations, similar to the Greek gods looking down from Mt Olympus on the humans and using them as playthings - “High above, impassive and imperious, a lammergeier flew, riding columns of warm air and surveyed the movements of the tiny figures trapped upon the world below.” There are some nice turns of phrase - John Grant is a thin child who appears to his mother like a will-o'-the-wisp: “If he had been a pot of soup, she would have stirred in flour, to thicken him" - but there are also plenty of clichés. When John grant learns that the woman who raised him is not his biological mother, it sets up may alternate possiblities and complicated relationships. The novel seems incomplete, as though there are more planned to follow.

Friday, 1 September 2017

Friday Five: And Yet More Theatre Outings

And the latest offerings are (admittedly from a while back before I got engrossed with my own show):

Talk by Johnathan Biggins at The Playhouse
  1. Noel Coward Double Bill (Weatherwise & Mild Oats) at Teatro Vivaldi - Director Tony Turner unearths two delightful short (one-act) plays by The Master. A simple drawing-room set serves to provide all the context required to enjoy these theatrical morsels between meals. They are perfectly suited to the dinner-theatre theme with humour arising from well-acted awkward situations. Whether unaccountably thrown together in a bachelor's apartment (awkward pauses are perfectly played by Henry Strand and Alessa Kron) or dealing with a hypnotised woman who believes she's a dog (a great comic turn by Elaine Noon), strict adherence to manners and deportment are not negotiable. They combine to form a veritable amuse bouche.
  2. First Seen 2017: Hired Mother at The Street - The First Seen programme helps playwrights develop their work by presenting them in rehearsed readings to the public, who then engage in conversation which will hopefully lead to further progress and production. Cathy Petocz's imaginative play deals with mother/daughter interactions and how they affect (and are affected by) the greater cosmos. One of the characters is a piece of moon rock who witnesses the maternal breakup and attempts to put the relationship back together. However, as she falls for the daughter and wonders about the need for a powerful female figure in her life, she waxes and wanes in both provocation and potency. There's a lot to like here and I look forward to seeing it hit the stage.
  3. Talk produced by the Sydney Theatre Company at The Playhouse, Canberra Theatre Centre Jonathan Biggins' writing epitomises social and political satire in action. Set in a fantastically realised radio station, a talk-back jock (played with toe-curling credibility by John Walters) ignites vigilante justice: 'Whether it's using an i-pad or a pitchfork; a mob is still a mob.' A traditional journalist quits in despair after trying to pass on tips of the trade and ethics to an intern more bent on reporting a sizzling soundbite than cold hard facts. Meanwhile the TV executives are playing a ratings game which tramples on truth and lives to achieve figures and awards. It's all rather depressing but brilliantly executed. 
  4. Verdict produced by Tempo Theatre Inc at Belconnen Community Theatre - Tempo Theatre under the helm of Jon Elphick tackle their latest Agatha Christie with their trademark enthusiasm and solid production values. Professor Karl Hendryk (Paul Jackson) is a romantic in terms of education but less so in other areas, much to the chagrin of his long-suffering invalid wife (Nikki- Lynne Hunter whose wheelchair confinement doesn't hamper her expressive performance) and her cousin (Monique Dyson) who also yearns for him. As we actually see the murder committed on stage (by an infatuated student - Kirsten Doyle), this particular puzzle is not so much a whodunnit as a willtheygetawaywithit? It's a faithful rather than an inspiring production, but it poses some interesting questions such as whether principles more important than people, and the Queen of Crime's less-than-sparkling dialogue is once again carefully handled. 
  5. The 39 Steps produced by Canberra Repertory at Theatre 3 - Despite inexplicably deciding that the great Scottish hero, Richard Hannay (Patrick Galen-Mules) should be Canadian (with all the jarring inconsistencies that creates), Jarrad West and cast and crew attempt to squeeze every ounce of humour from Patrick Barlow's adaptation of Alfred Hitchcock's film of John Buchan's novel. Steph Roberts is spectacular in her several roles, bringing nice differentiation to each. There is no corresponding subtlety in the clowns (Helen McFarlane and Nelson Blattman) who are somewhat overblown and their broad-stroke performances tend to merge multiple characters into one. If you're after a fast-paced frolic; a ridiculous roller coaster ride; a preposterous performance, and some jolly good fun, however, you could do worse.

Friday, 9 October 2015

Friday Five: Season Launch


Before anyone races to point it out, I know that there are six rather than the usual weekly five, but that's just the way it it goes. Canberra Repertory Society have announced the plays they will be producing for the next season, and I'd like to hear your thoughts. I was on the committee that helped to select the plays, so please don't be too hurtful in your comments.

One factor I would point out is that this is a sub-committee, which recommends a number of plays (15 in this case) to a committee, who decide upon the final plays - nothing is one person's opinion, and I'm sure we all know how committees work. I think each play is a good choice individually. 

6 plays in Canberra Rep's 2016-2017 Season:
  1. Uncle Vanya - Anton Chekov (28 April - 14 May)
  2. Witness for the Prosecution - Agatha Christie (16 June - 2 July)
  3. Macbeth - William Shakespeare (4 - 20 August)
  4. She Stoops to Conquer - Oliver Goldsmith (22 September - 8 October)
  5. Noises Off - Michael Frayn (17 November - 3 December)
  6. Wait until Dark - Frederick Knott (23 February - 11 March)

Friday, 24 May 2013

Friday Five: Looking Back

The most-hyped film of 2013 is due for Australian release next weekend. In the lead-up to Baz Luhrmann’s bombastic take on The Great Gatsby, there has been a general scramble to show appreciation of the jazz age. This includes many folk opining how much they would have liked to have lived in the 1920s, when glamour was de rigueur and showgirls were awash with champagne.

I’ve never really got this ‘born into the wrong era’ thing. For one thing, if you were lucky enough to be a Bright Young Thing in the 1920s, you had a great depression, another World War and the chilling spectre of fascism looming on the horizon. As for fashion, those dresses (not to mention those dances) aren’t at all becoming for larger-chested women. And women (aged 21 and above) did not achieve the right to vote until 1928 in the UK. (The Representation of the People Act of 1918 only enfranchised women over 30 who met minimum property requirements).

Herein lies much of the problem. When people look back longingly at bygone eras and imagine themselves in such times, they are thinking of the rich, the male and the white. Admittedly there is still a long way to go (and many of today’s young women are actually retarding the cause by assuming it is no longer an issue) but there has never been a better time to be a woman than right now in the Western democratic world.

I have the right to vote; to work; to be educated; to be healthy; to live how I want and love whom I want. So when people ask in what decade you would most like to live, I have to say now. Many people seem to like to wallow in nostalgia, and I have recently come across many examples of this, but I will not play that past is better game.

5 Examples of Moribund Nostalgia:
  1. The Hollow by Agatha Christie – I recently performed in this play which includes many lines about memory and going back to our roots. “The past is sometimes a very good place to live.”
  2. Midnight in Paris – fellow cast members had a discussion about this film, which illustrates in a surprisingly gentle way how even those who live in the so-called halcyon days don’t see them as such as yearn for something else.
  3. The Past and Other Lies by Maggie Joel – a book I was reading at the time of the run, which follows three sets of sisters in London from WWI until ‘now’ and includes this quote:
    “You were meant to get nostalgic for the past once you reached a certain age, but it hadn’t happened. And why would it? The past wasn’t somewhere any right-thinking person would wish to dwell. It contained far too much that you were sad had gone forever, and so much more that was just plain unpleasant. And it got no less unpleasant just because the years had passed. You just felt the pain of it less, that was all.”
  4. An article I read in The Word magazine by Rob Fitzpatrick about our attitude to young people’s music, in which he writes,
    “Don’t waste your life trying to steal back the past. But just as importantly, don’t try and trash the future either – because it’s not ours to trash. The people it belongs to don’t care what we think anyway.”
  5. “The past is a foreign country – they do things differently there” – the opening line from L.P Hartley’s The Go-Between, and a great quote.

Friday, 17 May 2013

Friday Five: Theatre Superstitons


Tonight is opening night of Tempo Theatre’s production of Agatha Christie’s The Hollow in which I am performing. I would like to wish all the cast and crew the very best. Yes, good luck and all that.

Now, there are a lot of superstitions in the theatre. People will tell you that thespians are almost as superstitious as sailors. I don’t know any sailors, so I couldn’t possibly comment. I do know a lot of theatre types. Some of them (heaven forfend) are somewhat pretentious – ’tis the nature of the beast – but few of them are superstitious.
 
Some of the more well-known superstitions stem from historical reasons, but they have no relevance today. Like business jargon, they are merely used to form a club, to fake importance and exclude others. If your art is worth doing, it will stand alone without the need for nonsense and special terminology. I hereby declare theatre superstitions as bunkum.
 
5 Nonsensical theatre superstitions:
  1. Good luck – It is considered bad luck to wish someone good luck before performance. Apparently there are evil fairies who listen in and pervert the positive vibes – conspiracy theories, anyone? So people wish each other ill-luck to confuse these easily befuddled fairies. Many English-speaking thespians exhort each other to ‘break a leg’ and Australians announce ‘chookas’. This apparently originates from the fact that actors are poor and chicken is expensive so if the house was full and the actors were paid according to box-office takings, they could afford chicken for dinner. ‘Chooks it is’ was shortened to ‘chookas’ and it’s off to KFC for all. Classy folk, those Aussies.
  2. Macbeth – Some folk claim that if you mention Macbeth (or quote lines from the play) in a theatre or you will have to leave the theatre, turn around three times, spit, and knock on the door to be invited back in. Apparently the play is cursed, and several explanations are offered. One; because it contains a lot of sword-fighting and people are likely to get hurt, two; the witches were cross that their secrets were revealed, three; some idiots believe the Globe was burned down during a performance of Macbeth. (It was actually Henry VIII – live cannons on stage will do that for you). For this reason, theatre folk tend to refer to it as ‘the Scottish play’. To that I say, ‘bollocks’. Or, in the immortal words of the fabulous Stephen Fry, “Macbeth, which we actors call [pause for dramatic effect] Macbeth.’
  3. Whistling – this one does actually have a reasonable origin. It is considered bad form to whistle in a theatre, because riggers used to use a code of whistles to change set, scenery, lighting and other stage effects. Since the invention of communication devices, however, this is hardly relevant.
  4. Bad dress rehearsal – people claim that a bad dress rehearsal means a subsequent sterling opening night. What tosh. A bad dress rehearsal means the cast and crew are under-prepared and it is something directors are forced into saying to boost the spirits of their woeful company.
  5. Ghosts – every theatre worth its salt has a resident ghost. It’s a great scapegoat for things going missing or not being where you swear you set them. Theatres are usually closed for at least one night a week, to allow the ghosts to have their own performance. Never mind that the actors need a rest. Or that the off-night is usually a Monday when paying audiences don’t tend to go out after a hectic and expensive weekend.

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 15: Opening Night

"Things are not what they seem, and all the rest of it." - Inspector Colqhoun, C.I. D.

Thursday, 16 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 14

"You just close your eyes and press the trigger and the bullet goes somewhere." - Henrietta Angkatell

Wednesday, 15 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 13

"Shan't get any more money, shall I, when I'm trained? Doesn't seem worth being trained then, does it?" - Doris

Tuesday, 14 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 12

"We often know quite well who's guilty of crime, but we can't always get sufficent evidence." - Inspector Colquhoun, C.I.D.

Monday, 13 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 11

"What's rubbed your fur up the wrong way, kitten?" - Sir Henry Angkatell, K.C.B.

Sunday, 12 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 10

"If you know all about a man, you can guess who would have wanted to murder him." - Inspector Colquhoun, C.I.D.

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 9

"How was I to know how irritating devotion can be?" - John Cristow, M.D., F.R.C.P.

Friday, 10 May 2013

Friday Five: Merry Murders


As part of my research into the role I am playing in Agatha Christie's The Hollow, (Tempo Theatre, May 17-25), I have been reading lots of murder mysteries. Not the gory forensic ones or the grisly serial killer twisted psychopathic ones (often set in Scandinavia and clearly doing wonders for those country's tourism boards) but the ones set in country houses (or, disturbingly, theatres) where everything is very jolly and people gather patiently at the end to learn whodunit from the brilliant detective.

There's always an assortment of folk with motives and alibis - everyone is a suspect except (although not always excluded from the list) the victim. When the person has been murdered, there is never any real grief or emotion; just a curiosity as to the perpetrator. And all ends are neatly tied up with a pleasant reassurance.

Some people inherit or even get married and it's all happily ever after - except, of course, for the victim and the murderer who either gets meekly led away to face justice (they never get off on a technicality) or conveniently kills themself, thus sparing everyone else the trouble of a trial. Lovely!

5 Murder Mysteries I've Recently Read:
  1. The Hollow/ Three Act Tragedy/ The Seven Dials Mystery - Agatha Christie. Classics.
  2. Death at the Dolphin/ A Man Lay Dead - Ngaio Marsh. Not the most pleasant of detectives in Roderick Alleyn, but he always gets his man, or woman.
  3. The Full Cupboard of Life - Alexander McCall Smith. The fifth in the No 1 Ladies' Detecive Series. I've read the others and enjoyed them, so this was really just an excuse. There is barely any detection but quite a lot of bush psychology and tea-drinking.
  4. The Murder Room - P.D. James. A modern-ish take on the genre and there is a serial killer, but the other stuff is all present and correct.
  5. Gaudy Night - Dorothy L Sayers. A murder mystery without a murder. Curious. But it's set in Oxford so one should expect high-brow existentialism.

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 8

"Jealousy does make people do such dreadful things." - Veronica Craye

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 7

"It's a little worrying if one feels that the person left in charge isn't really reliable." - Gerda Cristow

Wednesday, 8 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 6

"I've never been very good at - doing things. I always regard myself as a walking example of how to fail in life." - Edward Angkatell

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 5

"A man doesn't become a doctor because he has a partiality for sick people. It's the disease that's interesting, not the patient. I don't cure them. Just hand out faith, hope, and probably a laxative." - John Cristow, M.D., F.R.C.P.

Monday, 6 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 4

"To show an independent spirit, one needs an independent income." - Midge Harvey

Sunday, 5 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 3

"Autumn takes one back - one keeps saying, 'Don't you remember?'" - Henrietta Angkatell
Gibbston Valley

Saturday, 4 May 2013

Count Down Quotes to 'The Hollow' 2

"The worst of moles is - you never know where they are going to pop up next." - Lady Angkatell