He used to write to me at one time. Long letters about Ford Madox Ford. I used to write to him too, come to think of it. Long letters about… oh, W.B. Yeats, I suppose. That was the time when we were both editors of poetry magazines. Him at Cambridge, me at Oxford. Did you know that? We were bright young men. And close friends. Well, we still are close friends. All that was long before I met you. Long before he met you.
Harold Pinter, Betrayal.
Colin Tierney join the cast of the Sheffield Crucible’s Betrayal:
ALL THE FEELINGS ensue.
Well, that’s… love, isn’t it? Load of old wank.
Spaced
#if i could run across a beach into this show’s arms i would
“You can’t sit here, I’m afraid.”
“Why?”
“Health and safety.”
“It’s a floor, what do you think’s gonna happen?”
“Something might fall on you.”
“We’re in the cereal aisle.”
lyrics suggested by caffy91is this truth? is this real? is there something more to feel?
do we chase the sensation of lying uphill?
have we now reached the end just to find the beginning again?
I completely loved the first episode of Exile. It’s been a long time since John Simm got himself an absolute lead in a drama. Still completely unimpressed with Jim Broadbent all around but loved Olivia Colman and Shaun Dooley as supporting characters. Can’t wait for more.
Marc Warren @ Mad Dogs preview at Bafta.
Though horribly directed and edited the whole thing wasn’t half bad - decent script and though the cast was very uneven John Simm was brilliant as always. All in all, much more satisfying a experience than Moving On.
Please vote for Hamlet with John Simm! http://awards.whatsonstage.com/index.php?pg=1080
(Source: fanofmen)
