|No Man's Land|
... what fantasic cosutming
in Stewart's dressing gown ...
She asked the question because I was out reading about No Man's Land, which was coming through NT Live.
I had to tell her that I would have to see a list of his plays, first, to know what he had written. And then I showed her the book where I began to keep a list of events I have attended: musical theatre, drama, concerts, operas, biopics, ... there were pages for each.
However I can't even keep up with maintaining the list. The obvious thing to do is add each event when I come home at night. But when I get into the house, all I want is a warm drink and someone to chat with about the event that I have just seen.
I did have someone to chat with last night. Greg, Wyona and I went to the show together. And then on the way home, Wyona asked Greg to turn right and into the Dairy Queen parking lot, probably first of all to enjoy their crushed peppermint blizzard, but second to laugh with each other about what we had seen.
The play is one thing. But then to have a question and answer period afterwards with the players upped the enjoyment of the show. Without the Q&A we would not have known, but their dialogue revealed to us, events that surprised even the actors in the show.
For example, Hirst, the upper-class literateur, threw a glass and it fell beside the door and shattered. Later he crawled on his hands and knees through and around the glass.
He told us afterwards that in 400 performances, the glass has only broken 4 times. Later in the play he is drinking tea and in this performance it spilled on his knee. He took out a handkerchief and wiped it off with such drama that one would have thought the event had been written into the play, but evidently not.
One of the play's themes is about growing old and dementia. Each laugh that could be generalized, involved a bit of pain that was particularized for me.
Growing old? Such an adventure. And delightful to see it on the screen.
PS. I wanted to say one more thing about the title to the play. This morning I was reading that the phrase "no man's land" refers to the territory between 2 lines that have been drawn, referring in particular to trenches in World War I. The land between the trenches was "no man's land", the land no one wanted to claim for it would involve getting out of the trench, fighting for it, and perhaps being killed. I wonder if Pinter was meaning the title to refer to those years when dementia sets in?
And a second P.S. The Diary Queen at Hilltop Strip (by walkover to get to the Stadium) serves a mean peppermint blizzard. "Look," said Wyona, "peppermint all the way down. Usually the topping only goes half way!"