2017-09-02

sovay: (Morell: quizzical)
I am re-reading Christopher Fry's A Sleep of Prisoners (1951) because I was recently reminded of it and couldn't remember the last time I had. That question was answered when I opened my copy, a little ex-library hardcover with art by Ronald Searle and a price sticker suggesting I bought it from Avenue Victor Hugo of blessed memory, and found tucked into the copyright page my ticket for The Big Broadcast of October 30, 1938. Which isn't totally the reason I am married to [personal profile] spatch, but certainly has a lot to do with it.

What reminded me of the play was a photograph from the original production at St. Thomas' Church, starring Leonard White, Denholm Elliott, Hugh Pryse, and Stanley Baker. Elliott's younger than the icon I have of him, even then playing the character I would gravitate toward: the nervous joker, the one who's no good in a fight, irritating his fellow POWs by hunt-and-peck-playing "Three Blind Mice" on the organ of the church they're locked up in. "Excuse me a minute: this is the difficult bit."



I assume the picture is from later in the play, when the soldiers take on the personae of different Biblical figures, playing out mysteries as they move through one another's dreams. I've never seen it performed. The only Christopher Fry I've ever seen is The Lady's Not for Burning. That had something to do with me getting married, too. I try to use it as a reminder, even now, to stay alive.

I am off to buy tickets for a lot of vampire movies.
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