
It seemed that everyone involved in
this production enjoyed themselves - not minding coming out on cold,
dark nights for rehearsals, even the director, Penny Taylor was on
time, and her amazing assistant Kerry Scripps didn't miss a single
rehearsal! Rehearsals began slowly with much...
confusion.... bewilderment....
and frustration .......
not to mentnion getting a little hot under the collar........
however, there was a lot of laughter,
and cheers towards the end......
and the director loved them all dearly!!!
She eventually got them all dancing and scrabbling around on the floor,
and didn't they look lovely?
The set looked brilliant in the end (see below) most designed by Penny T and decorated by her stalwart decorators Jane Goldstraw and Penny W. The stage crew were headed up by the invaluable Nick Scully who also took on the mantle of Stage Manager (what would we do without him!). Lighting as usual was by Bill Fish and sound by Bill Pryke.
Neil Simon’s play Rumours
was a success on Broadway in the 1980s and shows his skill as a crowd
pleaser. A mildly satirical farce,
mocking the efforts of the privileged to protect themselves from scandal, while
gleefully spreading rumours of others’ wrongdoing.
The characters are caricatures in a situation without logic
or even an eventual credible explanation. The
whole thing is just a riotous romp.
The cast had worked hard to make these caricatures
believable and the well timed, fast dialogue was clear, so that you got the
jokes. The cast interacted well and
supported one another throughout. They
stayed involved even when they were not
taking part in the dialogue.
Jim Nicolson steadily plays Ken, an overbearing and arrogant
lawyer, and Chris, his put upon wife, is Penny Wheadon. Chris elegantly attempts to keep everyone
calm and relaxed while hankering for her recently given up cigarettes. They have the very difficult task of
conveying panic when the curtain first rises.
Perhaps they did not quite manage this, but they were not helped very
much by the script and rapidly got into their stride as the next guests arrive.
Helen Church confidently plays Claire, practical but
somewhat disillusioned, whose love for her husband is strangely revived. This husband is Len, an Irish tax adviser, played
by Keith Reville. Keith really demonstrates
the spirit of farce. Eventually, he is
forced to impersonate the injured Charlie and explain in Charlie’s posh voice
the events of the evening. This scene,
as Keith switches from Irish brogue to rapid upper class English, was a show
stopper.
Jane Goldstraw enjoyed bringing us Cookie, an eccentric TV
cook with a bad back, who believes food is the solution to everything. She wades in with occasional screeches of pain
and broken dishes. Her husband Ernest,
a psychiatrist, comments that there are
enough patients in the room to enable him to give up any other work. Phil Nicholson shows him as a little apart
from, and amused by, the situation.
Liz Pickup was good as Cassie, who feels neglected by
husband Glenn. At first, angry and bitchy,
then revengefully flirtatious. David
Goldstraw nicely showed Glenn as a mild man, bewildered by his strange neurotic
wife and helpless in the general chaos. Elaine Miller as WPC Collins suddenly brought
the almost real world into the play.
World weary and accompanied by stolid PC Carter, played by Matt Rosser,
these assured performances showed
small roles can have great impact.
The set made excellent use of the available space. The pale colours and simple lighting were a
good background to the well chosen party clothes. The numerous sound effects
added greatly to the production. PC Carter’s
serious replies to his unintelligible radio were very funny.
If Penny had sleepless nights before the show, I do feel
they were worth it. A good evening’s
fun. As WPC Collins said of the improbable
story recounted to her by the guests, “I didn’t believe a word of it, but I
liked it.”



At the heart of every farce there is an unbelievable situation. In Ray Cooney & John Chapman's There Goes the Bride it is more unbelievable than most, when the bride's father unfortunatley receives a blow on the head as the family are due to set out for the church where his daughter is to be married.
Timothy, played by Jim Nicolson, has been dreaming up an advertising campaign for one of his clients using a 1920's flapper as its symbol and now she suddenly appears - to him, if to nobody else.


His subsesequent antics as he
dances, sings and flirts
Pygmalion-like with his creation, causes mayhem and consternation in
the family, who only see his unacountable conduct, but helpless and
continuous laughter in the audience, who are privileged to see both
sides.

This was a great team effort with no weak links. Polly, the flapper (Liz Pickup), looked as if she had stepped, expressionless, straight out of a 1920's poster, maintaining her difficult sem-detachment beatifully.



And his
character was complemented by that of his sharp-tongued wife Daphney
(Penny Wheadon).
Judy,
the unfortunate bride, who spends much of her time locking herself
tearfully in her room (Rebecca Walters), and the justifiably
incandescent father of the
groom,
Mr Babcock (Carl
Westmoreland) completed this talented cast.

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