
Weston-super-Mare
Dramatic Society
Love from a Stranger by Agatha Christie and Frank Vosper
Performed at Weston-super-Mare Playhouse : March 31st - April 5th 1952
CAST
Bruce Lovell PAUL DENING
Cecily Lovell ANTHEA CRUNDALL
Aunt Louise PHYLLIS COOKSLEY
Mavis Wilson BETTY BOSTOCK
Nigel FOSTER TANNER
Hodgson, the gardener ERIC HOPKINSON
Ethel SHIRLEY BRODERICK
Dr. Gribble N. LEIGHTON NORMAN
PRODUCTION
Producer AILEEN LUNDMAN
Stage Manager C.R. LUNDMAN
Assistant Stage Manager ERIC HOPKINSON
Music LEON GODBY
BARBARA MAGUIRE
MARGARET APPS
REVIEW - Weston Mercury and Somersetshire Herald Friday April 4th 1952 - SHE MARRIED A MODERN BLUEBEARD
DRAMATIC SOCIETY IN THE DRAMA OF "LOVE FROM A STRANGER"
Most of us, I suppose, will live out our brief span without ever being murderers, or murdered. We may, from time to time, have murderous thoughts, but we don't let them get the better of us. We aspire to lives of eminent respectability, but are not averse to seeing a little murder done in the theatre. It acts as a sort of antidote to the stuffiness of our respectable, law-abiding lives.
The week murder is in the air at the Playhouse, where the Weston Dramatic Society presents Frank Vosper's "Love from a Stranger," which is based on an Agatha Christie story.
In this play we do not see murder done, but we see the murderer stalking his prey. The pretty girl in the spider's web, and it seems she cannot escape. She does, of course, and the moral, if there is one, is that all you girls who have eminently respectable sweethearts should marry them. Don't run off with the more exciting possibility, especially if he has an American accent.
"Love from a Stranger" is a good play and is excellently presented. It resolves itself into what in variety stage parlance is called a duo. Other characters there are, but they are of little account; the drama is between that modern Bluebeard, Bruce Lovell, and his lovely young wife, Cecily.
Is In The Mood
Bruce has murdered before, and is in the mood to murder again. He cannot help himself. Periodically there comes this diabolical change in him which reaches its climax when he has considerately left this poverty-stricken country with one less mouth to feed.
Mr. Paul Dening plays Bruce very well indeed. He builds up the character with great ability. First we get the agreeable stranger in search of a flat. He is a man who has gone places and seen things, and has lived excitingly. He is just the type to match the mood of young Cecily, who has just won £10,000 in a competition, and who would rather get around than settle down with her very likeable, if unexciting, fiance.
Mr. Dening makes this wooing of Cecily feasible. Then we get the idyllic moments of love in a cottage, the perfectly mated pair. Mr. Dening is good in this, and also in achieving the changing Bruce in whom the desire to kill is mounting. It is impressively done, right up to the climax, with avoidance of anything melodramatic. A strong and truly murderous performance, one of the best Mr. Dening has contributed to the amateur stage.
Dropped His Voice
Mr. Dening soft-pedals his way through this part, and it is most effective, except than on the opening night suppression was his pitfall - he spoke too quietly, and was inclined to drop his voice. From six rows out I was often straining to hear him - heaven knows what it must have been like at the back of the house. By all means let him continue his quiet interpretation, but it must be with chin up and voice forward on the lips.
Anthea Crundall's career on the amateur stage one had followed from her long-legged schoolgirl roles until now she is the wife with a murderous husband. Miss Crundall has style and individuality. She plays young Cecily with great charm. We convincingly get the girl who doesn't want to settle down to marital hum-drum. Next, at the opening of Act 2, we see her as the young wife, rapturously in love - a most gay, warmly affectionate phase this. Then come the clouds, suspicion, conviction, horror, the woman battling for her life, trying to match cunning with cunning.
Miss Crundall plays out the big drama extremely well. The play achieves mounting tension, and the final scene between Bruce and Cecily is magnificently played.
On Making Love
Viewed as a duo, there are one or two points I should like to make on the performances of Mr. Dening and Miss Crundall.
I wonder why it is that love-making by our local amateurs is rarely convincing. Bruce and Cecily pair attractively, but there is not quite sufficient passion, particularly in the love in a cottage idyll of the opening of the second act, and in the last act.
Some may question why I should mention love-making in the last act, when the atmosphere becomes dark with horror, and murder stalks. How much more effective that final scene would be if we had a Bruce who is increasingly loving as he becomes increasingly murderous! That is the sort of man he is. Does he not say earlier of their love, "It will grow and grow, until . . ." The final act should see him as intoxicated with love as he is with murder - disarming, alarming.
The climax on Monday, despite the splendid acting, disappointed. The end of Bruce Lovell should be swift, while he is in full pursuit of Cecily, not after he has flopped groaning into a chair. As soon as Bruce has ceased to be on the offensive the play has ended, for we know Cecily is safe. Death, Cecily's screams, and entry of the rescuers must be simultaneous.
In Support
The supporting roles are well played. Phyllis Cooksley had the audience in fits of laughter with her amusing study of Aunt Louise. There are clever comedy touches in this characterisation, but she rather overdoes the business with the duster. Betty Bostock is admirably the sensible type of girl as Mavis Wilson, and her playing carries sincerity and conviction.
To Foster Tanner falls the role of the rejected suitor, Nigel. It is not easy to play the rejected type, but Mr. Tanner is very good, and one readily accepts him as a sound, sportsman-like type that Cecily, had she any real sense of discrimination, should take in preference to Bluebeard.
With A Difference
Eric Hopkinson, steel glasses precariously on nose, and bent of figure, gives an unfamiliar touch to the familiar stage figure, the old gardener. He makes Hodgson not just one more traditional type, but a type with a difference, a clever touch of individuality. Since he speaks in dialect, however, he should endeavour to avoid having his back to the audience when he speaks. Shirley Broderick has an amusing moment or two as Ethel, while Leighton Norman's few moments as Dr. Gribble are played with dignity and conviction.
Although making allowances for the fact that a removal is in progress, the opening scene, the Bayswater flat, is very disappointing. It is much too bare; looks what, of course, it really is, so many slabs of canvas put together, while the attempt at ceiling is particularly crude.
I do like to see sets properly ceilinged. The players had trouble with the door, for the reason, of course, that doors usually open into rooms and not into passages.
The cottage scene was very much better. Here we had a well-furnished, attractive room, satisfactorily ceilinged, and which looked lived in. On this set, however, there are points of criticism.
Clock Without Hands
The grandfather clock had no hands. This was unfortunate, because the clock is important. It strikes the witching hour of murder. It may be argued that the hands were left off purposely because it was impossible to make them keep pace with the play. If this cannot be contrived, then the clock must be put in a position where the audience cannot see its face.
Then there are the flowers. The play opens in March, and appropriately we have daffodils. In the second act we are in September, but I noticed that while two lots of flowers had been changed, there were still daffodils in an urn in the fireplace. Strangely enough, in the third act, which is a fortnight later, there are no flowers at all, although old Hodgson can bring in a lovely bunch for Mavis to carry away. These are small points, but they should be watched.
The play was produced by Aileen Lundman, who is to be congratulated on its high standard. It is a far from easy work to do but she has achieved a production which has pace and brightness at the start and then absorbingly proceeds to pile on the elements of mystery and horror while never becoming melodramatic.
C.R. Lundman is stage manager, and Eric Hopkinson, his assistant. The music is provided by a trio of Society members, Leon Godby, Barbara Maguire, and Margaret Apps.
The play continues for the rest of the week. "Everyman"
The Circle by W. Somerset Maugham
Performed at The Knightstone Theatre, Weston-super-Mare : October 6th - 11th 1952
CAST
Lady Catherine Champion-Cheyney
SYLVIA SAINSBURY
Lord Porteous FOSTER TANNER
Elizabeth Champion-Cheyney
ANN WATTS
Arnold Champion-Cheyney, M.P.
BILLY POETON
Edward Luton JOHN SENNETT
Lord Clive Champion-Cheyney
WALTER H. BROWN
Mrs. Shenstone KETURAH TANNER
Butler NEIL HOOPER
Footman RENE VERBRUGGE
PRODUCTION
Producer AILEEN LUNDMAN
Stage Manager C.R. LUNDMAN
Assistant Stage Manager IRENE COURT
Set JAMES FREDRICKS

REVIEW - Weston Mercury and Somersetshire Herald Friday October 10th 1952 - ELOPEMENT IS ROMANTIC, BUT IS IT WORTH IT?
DRAMATIC SOCIETY IN SOMERSET MAUGHAM'S "THE CIRCLE"
There is the contrast of runaway lovers of two generations in Somerset Maugham's delicious comedy, "The Circle," which Weston-super-Mare Dramatic Society presents at Knightstone Theatre this week.
Lady Catherine Champion-Cheyney was a famous beauty in her day. Now she is old, and given to trying to hide her grey hairs and wrinkled cheeks. But her mask of assumed beauty, gaiety, and youth does not deceive. Lord Porteous, the man for whom she left her husband, might have become Prime Minister had he not sacrificed his political career to run away with her. He is now grey-headed, querulous, a heavy drinker. With both of them the rapturous, adventurous moment of elopement has been followed by years of frustration and disillusionment.
This is the example of romantic elopement debunked which faces another Champion-Cheyney wife, beautiful young Elizabeth, who is also planning to run away from husband and security. What shall she do?
Question and answer are given in a play of brilliant craftsmanship, and which the company performs skilfully. The work by the playwright who really knows his business is always so eminently worth doing. Somerset Maugham has provided richly-drawn parts, and a play that is immensely funny while also tickling the intellect in more serious vein. If one laughs at Lady Catherine, one also senses her tragedy.
A Play Without Packing
Somerset Maugham write with fine economy of words. This is a play without packing. The curtain goes up, the dialogue is directly pointed to the theme, and within a few minutes we are fully engrossed - or should be if interpretation is right.
This was a particularly good first night. Aileen Lundman, the producer, has achieved a presentation that is worthy to rank among the Society's most artistic achievements. The Edwardian setting of the drawing room at Ashton-Adey in Dorset is a most impressively tasteful creation, and the furnishings and costumes are charming. The play, too, has appropriate elegance, and
the characters are strongly drawn.
For the second week in succession, however, one has to criticise local amateurs for inaudibility. Even on first nights they must try to give out their lines firmly, instead of mumbling them at about quarter-strength voice.
Grouping Handicapped
In some instances, however, in this week's production, audibility was not assisted by the grouping. In general, Mrs. Lundman moves her players easily and naturally, but I think too much of the play is set rather far back-stage, with that handsome, but rather large settee between. This piece of furniture appears to be wrongly placed. The principals in the play's more dramatic highlights certainly need to be much nearer the audience, and particularly so in the scene between Arnold and Elizabeth in which he overwhelms her with his show of self-sacrifice.
One of the most emotional moments of the play, it should not be played in a far corner of the room.
These are faults which may easily be corrected, and which but little detract from one's general appreciation of the skill and good taste that have gone into this production.
The greatest part in the play, of course, if that of Lady Catherine Champion-
Cheyney, and it receives splendid performance from Sylvia Sainsbury. The
difficulty with a role like this is to ensure that the audience gets all the fun
there is to it, and yet to ensure that Lady Catherine remains a very human,
even tragic figure. Mrs. Sainsbury has achieved essential balance.
If anything, there is a slight tilt in favour of the comedy as against natural
character, but the fault is not one to be quibbled about greatly. All that is
artificial about Lady Cathy - her flamboyancy, heavy make-up, forced gaiety,
and archness is well assumed, and Mrs. Sainsbury also affords the contrast
of Lady Cathy unmasked, particularly in the pitiable moment when Elizabeth
finds her photograph in the album.
A Wasted Life
Foster Tanner puts on the years amazingly well as Lord Porteous. Here is a
man who might have been great, but is now grown old, petty and embittered.
The character is well drawn, and is one of the best contributions Mr. Tanner
has made to local dramatics. If lord Porteous is at moments a figure of fun, one also is made to dwell on the fact that his is a life that has been wasted.
Surely with such examples as Lady Catherine and Lord Porteous before her, Elizabeth will not let history repeat itself? Elizabeth has married Arnold Champion-Cheyney, M.P., Lady Catherine's son by the husband she deserted. She has position and all the advantages of wealth, but her marriage is not happy. Elizabeth's warm affectionate nature has little affinity with that of cold, priggish Arnold, who is absorbed by his political career and his interests in interior decoration, and who frankly admits he has no time for sex.
Elizabeth is inevitably drawn towards Edward Luton, the frank young man, home on leave from his struggles as an Empire-builder in Malaya. He does not offer her security, but love and possibly hardship. The stage appearances of Ann Watts these days are rare, but always welcome.
She creates an Elizabeth of great charm, who is sensitive, affectionate, and yet has the strength of character that suggests her ability to take and hold to a decision that most women would be afraid to reach.
An otherwise extremely pleasing performance did not quite satisfy in its emotional content in the big scene in which Arnold offers to make everything easy. The fact that this scene was played in a corner has
something to do with this, but there was also an absence of depth in the acting of both
Elizabeth and Arnold.
Bristol Actor's Weston Debut
Fastidious Arnold, whose world is that of politics and interior decoration, is played by Billy
Poeton, a well-known Bristol actor, making his first appearance with the Weston Society.
Mr. Poeton acts very well indeed, and is a welcome recruit to local amateur theatricals.
He does not succeed, however, in getting Arnold into the right perspective in the first act,
and this results in the audience being somewhat puzzled by the play's opening. At the
start Arnold is too much a comic, and one feels that Mr. Poeton is trying to make him
appear funny. We cannot at the play's opening imagine that Arnold being an M.P., even
with the smallest of majorities. Arnold is really a very serious individual, a man of strong
character, and we must not be made to think otherwise, even though we find his
fastidiousness immensely amusing.
In presenting comedy of the class and subtlety of "The Circle," it must, of course, always
be borne in mind that the humour must flow naturally out of character, and that any
attempt to force the funny aspect is at once noticed because the character is so obviously
toppling out of comedy into farce.
Mr. Poeton redeems himself in the later acts.
Brilliantly-Played Scene
The scene in which he tells Elizabeth he will not give her freedom is brilliantly played. The
highly-dramatic moment finds him very sound and convincing, and apart from the opening
I like his study of Arnold immensely.
John Sennett has the handicap of youth and inexperience in playing Edward Luton, Elizabeth's lover. He is a little too young to act this part adequately, but it is a most promising performance, and he mingles shyness and forthrightness most engagingly. With him one could not complain of lack of volume in the voice, but in his early appearance he was inclined to speak too swiftly, and with lack of colour. Yet he showed later he can speak most clearly and attractively, and the moment in which he rallies an Elizabeth who appears to be weakening in her intentions is grandly spoken and acted.
Mr. Brown Is Happy
Walter H. Brown is most comfortably happy in the part if Clive Champion-Cheyney, Lady Catherine's husband and father of Arnold. Clive, who confesses he likes old wine and young women, has weathered the years much better than his wife and her lover, Lord Porteous. He had not seen his wife and Lord Porteous since the day they ran off together, and is apprehensive at meeting them again. When, however, he sees what time has done to them and how much better he has survived the years, he takes a malicious delight in the situation.
Mr. Brown plays this role with mounting good humour. He gives us a Clive who is just bursting with hearty well-being. One senses his fondness for Elizabeth, and lack of bitterness towards his wife and Lord Porteous. He is the good fellow who has the solution to the play's problem.
Everything has gone Clive's way, no wonder he has the happiest laugh of all at the curtain - but there's even a surprise for him.
It is a pleasure to see Keturah Tanner in Weston dramatics once again. Her Mrs. Shenstone has but a brief appearance, but is a delightful character. Butler and footman are played with appropriate dignity by Neil Hooper and Rene Verbrugge.
The charming setting was specially made locally by James Fredricks, and C.R. Lundman, the stage manager, and Rene Court, his assistant, are to be congratulated on the painstaking and skilful manner in which they have achieved a scene with impressive elegance.
Concluding performances are on Saturday. "EVERYMAN"
