Word: richardson
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...performing an uproarious double bill about bad theater and worse reviewers: Tom Stoppard's staging of his own The Real Inspector Hound, followed by Sheridan's dizzying spoof of epic tragedy, The Critic, last seen on Broadway 40 years ago in a production that featured Laurence Olivier and Ralph Richardson in roles that McKellen and Petherbridge play. Hound is a schoolboy-clever send-up of Agatha Christie's The Mousetrap, with all its clunking contrivances, coupled with the petulant fantasies of a second-string critic (Petherbridge) about an uprising by all the world's also-rans. Delightful...
News Desks: Suzanne Davis, Frances Fiorino, Tam Martinides Gray, Susan Lynd, David Richardson, Diana Tollerson, Jean R. White, Arturo Yaez, Jacalyn McConnell, Pamela H. Thompson, Ann Drury Wellford Administration: Emily Friedrich, Linda D. Vartoogian...
...like Bernard Shaw or Ernest Hemingway, you probably know too much about already. The strengths of this very pleasant book lie in its private perspective on the lives of the men and women we know only as images in films. It is fascinating to know, for example, that Ralph Richardson was obsessed with being mistaken for John Gielgud, and that he once without warning socked Guinness in the jaw. "Who can one hit," he shouted, "if not one's friends...
Perhaps the most endearing portrait is that of the eccentric Richardson. Directing Guinness in an Old Vic production of Richard II, Sir Ralph had only a few words of advice. Holding up a sharpened pencil, he said, "Play it like this pencil, old cock." Guinness admits that he was not greatly illuminated, and his Richard was a failure of which he is still ashamed...
...later years Richardson always had a silver tankard of champagne waiting for those who visited him backstage. Once, when Guinness came by, he rose and made a military-style toast: "To Jesus Christ. What a splendid chap!" Another time, when they were both starring in Doctor Zhivago, Sir Alec walked into Richardson's hotel suite in Madrid. "Who can one hit," said Richardson, "if not one's friends?" -- and punched him in the jaw. By the time Guinness raised himself from the floor to ask what was going on, Richardson was sound asleep in an armchair...