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Author: Mysteriosa
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Date Posted: 19:55:33 10/25/03 Sat
Hello there! I am thrilled to see that a DW board still survives. Just in time for Halloween I have a tale of Warneresque terror that only a DW fan could appreciate. (Cue atmospheric mist and possible Christopher Lee voiceover). Some may remember a British comedy program from years ago called The Two Ronnies. I was going to read the autobiography of Ronnie Barker (the big chap with white hair, not Ronnie Corbett, who is lovely), called "It's Hello From Him!" which I thought might be interesting, and after accidentally flipping to page 95, the following tale rather put me off. Those who believe in fate may want a stiff drink afterwards.
Ronnie Barker says "Nicol Williamson, James Bolam, David and I were all in the same dressing room. It was David's first West End engagement, as I recall, and he'd do the most extraordinary things on stage -- wander about, or not move when he was supposed to -- believing that was what he should do at that point. It was a bit off-putting.
We had goes at him: "You really can't suit yourself because the spirit takes you, David. A play is a pre-arranged thing, that's why we have rehearsals." There were frequent arguments about it.
Finally Nicol and I took him on one side. "David, you shouldn't be in this business. It's not going to work for you, you have the wrong temperament, you're just not cut out for it. Maybe if you were a star it might be all right, but...Give it up!"
Three years later he was playing Hamlet at Stratford."
Well, how could I read his book after that. Imagine trying to persuade David Warner to throw in the towel. Imagine all of us bereft of our David Warner. Oh, no, don't. It is too too horrible. Fortunately he must be made of stern stuff and DIDN'T LISTEN TO A WORD. And all the DW fans lived happily ever after. The end.
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