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Following on from the raven royal below, in the words of Jimmy Cricket… “And there’s more!”

Just the other day the BBC website featured a story about the Mawa Theatre Company which claims to be “…the UK’s first all Black, all female Shakespeare Company representing Women of the African diaspora. Mawa will address how Black and Black Mixed Race Women are represented in classical text and explore how Shakespeare translates to Black audiences, producing content that focuses on themes within his works that correlate with the Black community.”

They claim the company will “…be a beacon of Black female creativity and an agent for change.” Fair enough!

The BBC news story featured part of the balcony scene from ‘Romeo and Juliet’, with a black, female Juliet, and a black, female Romeo. Shomething wrong there surely… or does the ‘Black community’ believe that women are women... and men are as well? Could be… because in researching the male protagonist of William Shakespeare's tragedy, l did a Google search for "Romeo". Lo… and also behold… top of the list was a gay dating website… that’s gay as in ‘homosexual’ as opposed to the hijacked word meaning ‘light-hearted and carefree’. So… half-way there I suppose!

The Artistic Director of the Mawa company states… “I do think there’s a correlation between how black people are treated in this country, and how they’re represented on stage. So how does having black actors play white characters solve that? Would the lady on the left pass for King Shaka Zulu? Answers on a postcard please!

If an audience… black, white, tangerine or turquoise can’t relate to Franco Zeffirelli’s 1968 film version of ‘Romeo and Juliet’, then they must be clueless, cold-hearted or comatose. Set in Verona during the Renaissance, the costumes, the setting, the colour, the music, prove that Shakespeare is indeed… a man for all seasons! 53 years on, it is still fresh.

The DVD is available via a national outlet for a mere £2.00. Watch it and weep!

Zeffirelli revamped the play without betraying it, and made it accessible to 1960s audiences, without updating it… ay, there's the rub! Andrew Lloyds Banks’ recent version of ‘Cinderella’ has a ‘Goth refusenik’ heroine etc., etc., etc. The ‘Godmother’ (notice no ‘Fairy…’) is, according to one reviewer, “a grotesque plastic surgeon”! Well… since the folk tale dates back to around 7BC, there is no copyright, so you can do with it what you want… and be as toploftical (good word) as you like! One critic declares that he couldn’t see the point of it all... or who exactly it was meant for(!)

In my book, Morgan Freeman should have been awarded an Oscar for his performance in the 1989 film, ‘Driving Miss Daisy’, but I can’t imagine him in the role of Scarlett O’Hara or Cruella de Vil!

You have had your 15 minutes of fame, Mawa… time to open your parachutes before the ground arrives!

 

 

A FLASH

IN THE

TAN!

or… now for something completely the same... or maybe even worse! Yes... it’s a follow-up to Ming the Merciless story (see 3 January, below).

The release date for Channel 5’s upcoming historical thriller ‘Anne Boleyn’, has been announced.

The 3-part “historical psychological thriller”, will debut on Channel 5 at 9pm on Tuesday, June 1. It stars the British-born black actress, Jodie Turner Smith, as the second wife of Henry VIII, who was Queen of England from 1533 to 1536, and a black actor plays the role of her brother George. Shomething wrong here... surely!

Portraits of Anne, her parents, sister and brother, all depict people of the white or west Eurasian race, so it is hardly surprising that this politically correct casting has caused quite a few raised eyebrows… and... dropped jaws. 

“I did know [that this role] would be something that people felt very passionately about.", claimed the title role player

Well Jodie, I reckon that it is history that we feel passionate about. We have quite a lot of it… and… we like it to be correctly recounted and re-enacted… warts and all!

Wikipedia has a piece on historical negationism (also called denialism), which it describes as “falsification or distortion of the historical record.”

It goes on… “Some countries, such as Germany, have criminalized (sic) the negationist revision of certain historical events…others mandate negationist views, such as Japan, where schoolchildren are explicitly prevented from learning about Japanese war crimes.

Notable examples of negationism include Holocaust denial, Armenian Genocide denial, the Lost Cause of the Confederacy, the Myth of the clean Wehrmacht, and the denial of Soviet crimes. 

Interestingly, also according to Wikipedia, the ‘Lost Cause of the Confederacy’… or simply the ‘Lost Cause’… is an American pseudo-historical, negationist ideology that advocates the belief that the cause of the Confederate States during the American Civil War was heroic, just, and not centred on slavery. This ideology has furthered the belief that slavery was moral, because the enslaved were happy, even grateful, and it also brought economic prosperity.

Are you sitting comfortably, Jodie?

I found the information about the ‘Anne Boleyn; series on the ‘Metro’ website, where they have the by-line… “NEWS BUT NOT AS YOU KNOW IT” … rather appropriate don’tcha thirnk!

So… what’s next, Channel 5… a white Martin Luther King… a white George Floyd?

Nah! I have fathomed out a follow-up for you. It’s a gold-plated, copper-bottomed, sure-fire certainty, which I am sure you’ll be tickled pink about! Are you sitting comfortably? Then I’ll begin. Hows about… the rise and demise of Princess Diana, with a drag artist playing the leading role? Yes? I reckon one of Ru Paul’s pals would be up for it… if you know what I mean!

Of course, I would expect royalties… say… a grand for the Guinol!

              

DONE TO A TURN 

Whilst checking through my script for Cinderella (see below), I searched YouTube for any neat suggestions for Cinderella's coach, which can be a problem getting on and off small stages.

I came across a very sturdy one in a production presented in the U.S.A., which I discovered had been made by someone in the woodworking trade.

Strangely, whilst it was very well built, it was painted all in white with no decoration or trimming whatsoever. Unfortunately its somewhat drab appearance was consistant with the performances of the 'actors'. Yes, they were quite young... 'only amateurs'... but at least one of the adults involved with the production should surely have had some knowledge of stagecraft, before they encouraged them to tread the boards.

 

The coach was drawn on from the wings by four young ladies dressed in ballet costumes, and wearing headdresses. I’m not sure if they were supposed to be horses, because when they parked the conveyance centre stage, they did move their legs with a kind of static jogging action, not really co-ordinated, but they were chatting to each other. They had that look of doing what they were doing under sufferance, and wishing they were anywhere else but in front of an audience. No enthusiasm… no smiles… no pizzazz! 

A flunkey followed the coach. This was a lad in his early teens, dressed in a drab, brown footman’s costume with knee britches, white stockings, and white gloves… which appeared to be a mite too small for him. He had a regulation haircut, was sans wig, or hat, but he was sporting thick-rimmed spectacles, which I presume he wore off stage. He stood as still as a bowl of porridge, with one arm behind his back, and the other across his waist. There was no reaction at all, even when the Fairy Godmother waved her wand and pulled off Cinderella’s not very drab dress, to reveal a not very splendid ball gown, thereby causing a flutter of strategically placed silver foil. Perhaps he’d seen it before at rehearsal!

If you think I am being unkind to these young people, you’ve got the wrong end of the sticky thing. Presumably there were adults involved in this production… in fact the aforementioned Fairy had probably seen some twenty or so summers, but it appeared that even she wasn’t too sure about stagecraft. Standing stage left, she made a move to cross to stage right… when she arrived there, she did a clockwork turn to indicate the entrance of the coach (from stage right). The turn should have been anti-clockwise, thereby keeping her face towards the audience practically the whole time. It’s a simple thing… but it’s basic stagecraft.

Surely someone amongst the involved adults should know the rules and demonstrate them to young folks. If they were coaching football they would tell their charges that only the goalkeepers can handle the ball in open play…and in tennis, you can’t let the ball bounce twice before you hit it back over the net… wouldn’t they?

I did a search on the INTERNET ARCHIVE (archive.org) and found more than a dozen books on stagecraft, including, “BREAK A LEG The Kid’s Book of Acting and Stagecraft”, by James McGrew. You can sign up for free on the INTERNET ARCHIVE and ‘borrow’ these books i.e. read them via your computer. The service cost zippo, zero, zilch! So… there’s no excuse, is there?

For those of you who think that I am being unkind to amateur actors, and directors, suffice it to say that I acted with six amateur groups, and directed for four, before I trod the boards as a professional. I also read books about acting, although I must admit I didn’t manage to get to the end of ‘An Actor Prepares’ before dozing off!            

BACK IN 

THE OLD 

ROUTINE

Last weekend, I received a request for a pantomime script... 'Cinderella' it was... the first one in some time, because of lockdown restrictions, of course. 

It's good to know that at least one group is being optimistic in hoping that they can get back on the boards later this year, or maybe early next year. 

So... "Beginners please... cue overture!"

Let's hope it happens... and you panto people can provide a peppy pick-me-up for the punters!

 

                                 MINGS AIN'T

WHAT THEY

USED TO BE! 

Here we go again… another storm in a teaspoon! Yes, dear reader, the PC brigade is on the march once more… which must surely offend all the other months of the year! 

The British Board of Film Classification (BBFC) has added a warning about "discriminatory stereotypes" for the recent re-release of the 1980 film, “Flash Gordon”, based on an American daily comic strip which ran from 1934 until 1992, with the Sunday strip continuing until 2003. 

Pourquoi? Well… the thought police have decided that “…due to his hair and make-up, the villain of the piece, Ming the Merciless, a ruthless tyrant who rules the planet Mongo, was of East Asian appearance and was played by Sweden's Max Von Sydow. They reckon that this is something that viewers may find dubious if not outright offensive.” I kid you not… (Whoops! That’s going to upset a few young goats!)

Personally, I think that Ming looks like… Ming might look… but since no-one has ever been to the planet Mongo… mainly because it doesn’t exist… how the aitch do we know what he looks like?

Is the objection because he’s the baddy, and that’s tarring East Asians with the same brush? Now there’s an expression that won’t find favour in some politically select circles… or should that be ‘squares’?

East Asia comprises China, Hong Kong, Japan, Macau, Mongolia, North Korea, South Korea, and Taiwan. Also, there’s Tibet in there, which includes ethnic groups such as Moupa, Tamang, Qiang, Sherpa and Lhoba. We are talking a combined population of some 1.6 billion. I would have thought that linking them all together may not please quite a few of them… or do they all look alike to the BBFC?

Quite frankly, I reckon that Max Von Sydow, pictured left in the risky role, looks more like a fiendish villain with exaggerated makeup, than someone from East Asia… nobody has eyebrows like that, do they? It’s play acting for crickey’s sake!

The actor pictured right is Charles Middleton born in Kentucky, U.S.A. He played Ming in the original 13 episode Flash Gordon serial in 1936… note the similarities to von Sydow, whom he predated by 44 years.

Pictured left is the Swiss born Emil Jannings, as he appeared in the role of Mephistopheles… a familiar spirit of the Devil… in the 1926 German film, ‘Faust – Eine deutsche Volkssage’. Now that’s a serious baddy! Notice the headgear, and the eyebrows… hmmm?

Amazing that 95 years have passed before someone has decided that this portrayal is provocative don'tcha think?

Imagine for  a moment that you are writing the role of Jack the Ripper for a film or a play. This is the name generally applied to the unidentified murderer responsible for killing five women in and around the Whitechapel district of London in 1888. Unlike Ming, ‘Jack the Ripper’ did exist, but like the comic strip villain , we don’t know what he looked like.

Since the case has never been solved there could have been copycat crimes involving more than one culprit, but for argument’s sake let’s stick with a solo sociopath. London is in England therefore one would expect the vast majority of its population in the latter part of the nineteenth century to be English. However, large numbers of immigrants from Ireland, Russia, Germany and Poland had settled in Whitechapel, and the Jewish population alone was around 50,000. So what do we do? Put a number of nationalities in a hat and draw one out… luck of the draw? Should we placate the feminists and consider a ‘Jill’ the Ripper?

Whichever we choose for the role we might upset some sensitive soul or souls… if we don’t know the nationality of Jack, why did we choose theirs? What have we got against them? Can't make a film about Jack the Ripper then, without getting our knuckles rapped!

I am a Yorkshire lad, born and bred, but in the amateur and professional theatre I have played a Russian, an Irishman, American, American-Irish, French, Welsh (three times), Cockney, and (against type) a homosexual (twice) - despite the fact that I am a straight as a barber’s pole! If we all went on stage and played ourselves, the theatre would grind to a very quick halt.

Those of us privileged to be born in God’s own county are often called "Tykes". On 'tinterweb, Dictionary.com has the following definition of the word… “a cur; a mongrel; a low, contemptible fellow; boor”. By gum… that’s rum!

However… I am proud to be a Tyke. Barnsley football has adopted the nickname, ‘The Tykes’. Those of us from God’s own county are regularly made fun of in films and on television, often by Yorkshire-born writers… Roy Clarke (‘Last of the Summer Wine,’ and ‘Open All Hours’) Keith Waterhouse (‘Billy Liar’) Barry Hines (‘Kes’) J. B. Priestley (‘When We Are Married’) John Godber (Various) Alan Ayckbourn (Various), Michael Palin (‘The Testing of Eric Olthwaite’ and ‘Golden Gordon’, co-written with Terry Jones as part of the ‘Ripping Yarns’.)

I have no problem with that… funny’s funny! If you can’t stand the peat, keep off t’ moors!

By the way... we don’t say “Ooop North!”, nor do we say “Ap North!” We say, “Up North!”

I’m not a racist, but I am a play-fairest Unfortunately, these days, the playing field is sloping like a ski run! What bothers me, more than a little is that whilst The British Board of Film Classification (BBFC) is adding a warning about "discriminatory stereotypes" for the recent re-release of ‘Flash Gordon’, in the not too distant past there have been black Hamlets. Black actors have played Richard II, Antonio Salieri in ‘Amadeus’, the Dauphin in Shaw’s “St. Joan”, the Duke of Buckingham in Shakespeare’s Richard III, and…according to IMDB… Denzel Washington is scheduled to play the title role in an upcoming film version of Macbeth! That’s going to jolt the Jocks is it not! (My wife is half Scots… I won’t tell you which half!)

We’re not talking fictional fiends from far away places here… we are talking about real people. History is actually being rewritten. Joseph Stalin did that! He even had people who fell out of favour airbrushed out of photographs, as if they never existed. Let us spray!

The other side of the coin is that actor Will Smith was at the centre of a controversy following reports that he was going to be cast as tennis players Venus and Serena Williams’ father and coach, Richard Williams, in a Hollywood biopic titled “King Richard”. Apparently “many” had pointed out Smith’s lighter skin tone does not match Richard Williams’ darker skin tone. Sounds like they need a Dulux colour chart!

So, there ya go… black can play white, but…

 

                                                    

SNAPPY

NEW 

YEAR

to all our reader... hope you find your crock of gold!

So… we have got rid of the yuckiest of years. It started so well, with the symmetry of 2020, but became nothing short of shuddersome! 

Let’s look forward to 2021, the first year with consecutive numbers since 1920! Hope springs a turtle! 

A big thank you to the superlative staff of the National Health Service… without whom…

My daughter is a team leader at a Covid-19 testing site, and where there’s a Wizz... there’s a way!