Coming Clean E-Book

Kevin Elyot

• Herausgeber: Nick Hern Books
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Funny, fresh and packed with razor-sharp wit, Kevin Elyot's landmark drama questions the nature of fidelity and the limits of love. Winner of the Samuel Beckett Award. Tony and Greg have love all figured out. They're in a committed relationship, with room for a little sex-on-the-side whenever it takes their fancy. Their only rule? Never sleep with the same man twice. Then drop-dead gorgeous Robert walks into their lives, and nobody plays by the rules. Coming Clean was first seen at the Bush Theatre, London, in 1982. This edition was published alongside the thirty-fifth-anniversary production, headlining the King's Head Theatre's 2017 Queer Season, and directed by Artistic Director Adam Spreadbury-Maher.

Leseprobe

Kevin Elyot

COMING CLEAN

NICK HERN BOOKS

London

www.nickhernbooks.co.uk

Contents

Title Page

Foreword

Dedication

Original Production

Characters

COMING CLEAN

About the Author

Copyright and Performing Rights Information

Foreword

The choir of St Peter’s in Handsworth, the Birmingham suburb where I spent my early years, consisted of a handful of grownups and myself. On certain Sundays we’d process through the streets with the vicar, carrying a cross, swinging incense and singing hymns. I was quite short at the time. Janet, one of the women, was fairly large. She had a childlike face, curly hair, a kind heart and a simple disposition. She’d regularly plonk herself down next to me in the vestry, both of us in cassock and surplus, and say, ‘Every picture tells a story.’ Then she’d laugh, and I’d smile, but I didn’t have a clue what she was talking about.

My parents often took my sister and me to the theatre: variety bills at the Hippodrome, where the number of the act would be displayed at the side of the stage, and pantomimes and plays at the Rep and the Alexandra. We had a family outing to Stratford when I was about ten to see a matinée of with Christopher Plummer and Eric Porter. That was the start of my love affair with the place: I’d do the hour’s journey on top of the 150 from Birmingham, queue for standing tickets and see shows two or three times. I was addicted, but it was St Peter’s that gave me my first fix.