Initially I thought it must have been an (early) Maria Friedman recording but you can briefly see the actual vocalist in the wedding scene.
Pink bathrobe because some wedding guests got into a fight beforehand, fell into the lake and he dived in to rescue one of them despite having only learnt to swim this year - hey, it's a soap. There's also mud on the hem of Linda's wedding dress.
The episode seems to rely on the broader interpretatio
I saw the Robert Lindsay & Joanna Lumley headed West End revival of The Lion in Winter a couple of years ago. With the gargantuan figures of Henry II, Eleanor of Aquitaine and Richard the Lionheart on stage, any one of whose lives could make a thrilling evening in the theatre, and a script written by James Goldman close to his Follies peak, I couldn't understand what made it such a dull evening.
I decided it must have been director Trevor Nunn's f
Well, it got me in the end just as it always does. I'm old enough to remember my relatives who saw active service in WWII (one of whom was a prisoner in Stalagluft III) and how Nazism was a very real threat to them. This show will never be saccharine to free Europeans and to suggest otherwise is to trivialise both show and history.
It was good in the end, as Princeton points out, to see an alternative construct to the film and the emphasis this version places on the gro
The attention to detail in the sets is superb - as evidenced by the way the stonework in the garden has been aged and the moss on the walls. The lighting is also very good, seeming very natural in the outdoor scenes. I thought this production's biggest handicap would be not being filmed on location but I'm not missing that anywhere near as much as I expected.
The vid of Elaine Paige singing I'm Still Here to her boys made me glad I didn't waste money on a plane ticket to see that production. It seemed inappropriate enough when Dolores Gray sang it to her fellow party guests.
Stephen Daldry needs to the next director as he demonstrated he can handle multiple time levels, ghosts, surrealism and stunning visual metaphors in An Inspector Calls.
I've never understood why noses get turned up at this show. My father saw the short-lived London production twice and found it overwhelming. The boxed set of the two-lp London cast was a treasured possession for him and remains so for me.