{"id":1263,"date":"2005-10-10T23:14:31","date_gmt":"2005-10-10T23:14:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/2005\/10\/heroes\/"},"modified":"2005-10-10T23:14:31","modified_gmt":"2005-10-10T23:14:31","slug":"heroes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/2005\/10\/heroes\/","title":{"rendered":"Heroes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s ages since I last went to the theatre, and that would have almost certainly been a freebie from my friend Simon who works for a theatre marketing company.<br \/>\nYesterday, I read an <a href=\"http:\/\/observer.guardian.co.uk\/review\/story\/0,6903,1587896,00.html\">interview with Richard Griffith<\/a> in The Observer. He&#8217;s in a new play called <a href=\"http:\/\/www.heroestheplay.com\">Heroes<\/a>, a translation by Tom Stoppard of a French play originally called The Wind in the Poplars by Gerald Sibleyras. So being nearby at lunchtime I went in and bought a ticket, thinking that they might be cheap while this production is in preview. They aren&#8217;t.<br \/>\nBut don&#8217;t let the ticket prices put you off, as this is a wonderful play. It&#8217;s funny that it&#8217;s on at the Wyndhams Theatre, home until relatively recently of another three piece, Art. The three players this time are three ex-WWI servicemen in a retirement home played by Ken Stott, Richard Griffith and John Hurt. There, they live a life full of nothing as they each have their own neuroses &#8211; real or imagined &#8211; to battle with. Slowly, they put together a plan to escape their presumed misery.<br \/>\nTo say much more would be a shame, but given the calibre of the man who translated the work, expect some sparkling dialogue. Oh, and there&#8217;s also a dog.<br \/>\nIncidentally, should you want to save yourself a few pennies when you see this play, you might consider reading <a href=\"http:\/\/www.telegraph.co.uk\/arts\/main.jhtml?xml=\/arts\/2005\/10\/10\/btstoppard10.xml\">this article<\/a> published in today&#8217;s Telegraph, an extract of which makes up the bulk of the programme. Now I know that theatre programmes are never exactly value for money, but just reprinting a newspaper interview is a little poor.<br \/>\nOn my way home, I had the delightful pleasure to share a train carriage, for a short distance, with someone who&#8217;d make Waynetta Slob look like someone you&#8217;d want to take home to meet your mum. Now Richard Griffith is a big fellow. A very big fellow. She was bigger. Now I&#8217;m not being sizeist, but when a fellow passenger asked to sit down where she had her bag, she gave him a dirty look and let him know that a friend was getting on at the next stop. He ignored this and sat down.<br \/>\nI got off at the next stop, but I saw her colleague get on and feared for the life of the chap who was sitting with them in the four-seat grouping. There simply wasn&#8217;t going to be room for all three of them. Incidentally the two larger people both worked for the rail company. Obviously the company in question doesn&#8217;t have a corporate gym membership.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s ages since I last went to the theatre, and that would have almost certainly been a freebie from my friend Simon who works for a theatre marketing company. Yesterday, I read an interview with Richard Griffith in The Observer. He&#8217;s in a new play called Heroes, a translation by Tom Stoppard of a French [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1263"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1263"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1263\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1263"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1263"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1263"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}