The Germans say was fuer ein Theatre when they want to criticize all the hype over something insignificant. To me the expression conjures up people in costume leaping about and making violent speeches. I suppose that is the impression it is supposed to give.
I had a night out at the theatre recently. I went to see Oscar Wilde's An Ideal Husband at the Everyman in Cork. It was a great night out. Very different from the usual popcorn munching visits to the cinema, it was what can only be described as an occasion. You don't go to the theatre wearing jeans and a t-shirt, or at least I feel you shouldn't! It's a great excuse to dress up. In fact, I could just imagine ladies in long evening dresses accompanied by black-coated gentlemen sitting in the plush seats or occupying the balconies. Oscar Wilde's sparkling dialogue coupled with the sumptious costumes of the players made for a wonderful evening. Interestingly I noticed a lot of young people in the audience who seemed to be enjoying themselves hugely. The outdated language didn't seem to faze them and they laughed at all the little innuendos which make up Wilde's style.
This is what our "must have it all now" society misses out on. Oscar Wilde's wit would be thrown away on a tiny screen or even on a big screen. "Ah, nowadays people marry as often as they can, don't they" says Lady Markby in An Ideal Husband, "it is most fashionable." This line is hilarious on stage but I imagine that being seen on film with a possible close up of the speaker would spoil it considerably and on a very small screen it would be lost completely. It is the flesh and blood presence of the actors that makes Wilde's plays so amusing.
I came away from the Everyman smiling to myself and determined to go to the theatre more often. I picked up their programme for the first half of the year and there are many performances I'd like to attend. That is what I call entertainment.
I write novels under the names Peggie Biessmann, P.B. Barry (crime) and Peggy O'Mahony (romance)
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Sunday, 26 January 2014
Sunday, 13 January 2013
Yes and No
I wonder why it is so hard for us to say "no" when we mean "no"? How many times have we really meant to refuse a request from an acquaintance only to meekly agree to something we didn't want to do? Sure I'll do the school run all this week! Sure I'll take little Billy all day tomorrow while you go shopping - he'll demolish everything in the house he can lay his hands on and I'll just about manage not to belt him one, but yes, of course, no problem. Sure I'll stay late and finish off the project, I'll just cancel that trip to the cinema I was looking forward to.
There is another side to this, though. We all know people who, with supreme self-confidence, say "no" to requests or suggestions. Our feelings are a little hurt by this, I think. Our enthusiastic : "Hey, I've just read this great novel, would you like a loan of it? - you'd love it" being met with a "no thanks, not my cup of tea" is a dampener. Or worse still our "I just bought these trousers, what do you think?" being met with an up-and-down look that says it all even if the lips are sealed. If it's a good friend, we'll most likely accept it. On the other hand, if it's an acquaintance we feel a bit dashed even if we know we should value that person's honesty (who wants honesty when you can have diplomacy?).
I've tried saying "no" without hurting anyone's feelings but have never really succeeded. Obviously there are times when I can't fulfill requests, which lets me off the diplomatic hook. And on occasion I have been driven by sheer desperation to say "no" but this always makes me feel uncomfortable. Trouble is, once you start saying "yes" to some people, they take it for granted and dream up more and more things for you to do for them. The other day, though, I came up with a winner. I was asked if I'd buy two unwanted tickets to the opera and my reply "actually I'd love to but I'm coming down with the vomiting 'flu" turned out to be the perfect answer. Illness as a way of escape? Perhaps. From now on I think I'll make use of Oscar Wilde's character in The Importance of Being Earnest when he says "I have invented an invaluable permanent invalid called Bunbury, in order that I may be able to go down into the country whenever I choose."
It's worth a try.
There is another side to this, though. We all know people who, with supreme self-confidence, say "no" to requests or suggestions. Our feelings are a little hurt by this, I think. Our enthusiastic : "Hey, I've just read this great novel, would you like a loan of it? - you'd love it" being met with a "no thanks, not my cup of tea" is a dampener. Or worse still our "I just bought these trousers, what do you think?" being met with an up-and-down look that says it all even if the lips are sealed. If it's a good friend, we'll most likely accept it. On the other hand, if it's an acquaintance we feel a bit dashed even if we know we should value that person's honesty (who wants honesty when you can have diplomacy?).
I've tried saying "no" without hurting anyone's feelings but have never really succeeded. Obviously there are times when I can't fulfill requests, which lets me off the diplomatic hook. And on occasion I have been driven by sheer desperation to say "no" but this always makes me feel uncomfortable. Trouble is, once you start saying "yes" to some people, they take it for granted and dream up more and more things for you to do for them. The other day, though, I came up with a winner. I was asked if I'd buy two unwanted tickets to the opera and my reply "actually I'd love to but I'm coming down with the vomiting 'flu" turned out to be the perfect answer. Illness as a way of escape? Perhaps. From now on I think I'll make use of Oscar Wilde's character in The Importance of Being Earnest when he says "I have invented an invaluable permanent invalid called Bunbury, in order that I may be able to go down into the country whenever I choose."
It's worth a try.
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