Golden Slipper Fnarr fnarr
Posted: Sunday, 01 July 2007 |
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Surely they meant golden slip-on....
Flying Cat from eyeing up a wee cracker
It was a terrible piece of drama, lazy and patronising. As for Ian and Gerge - at least give them intelligent lines. They were good at that
em from orkney
Not from what I've heard, but you're entitiled to your opinion....
Flying Cat from Creative Writing Course
I can see what "em" means by the term "lazy and patronising", but do not agree that it was a terrible piece of drama. Like Stromness Dragon, I saw the show in the Stenness school the weekend after the St Magnus Festival, and I think the script was quite patchy and a bit repetitive. I do not believe it was intentionally patronising, however: but neither do I think that Alan Plater has quite caught the Orkney spirit (if such a thing really exists) in this piece of writing, or in Barriers a couple of years ago in his writing - how could he, being an urban Yorkshireman? The "folksy" tone, verging on twee, is the element that is entirely missing from George Mackay Brown's writing, and that is what makes GMB's work so powerful. Plater's adaptation of GMB's Greenvoe was, in my opinion, excellent in this regard. I did not know "Ian" or "George", nor do I know personally anyone who visited the original Golden Slipper, but my opinion is that The Golden Slipper was a good (if overly sentimental) piece of unashamed "faction", produced and performed well by a community cast with a very professional attitude and standard. Incidentally, I was very disappointed with Peter Maxwell Davies's incidental music for the Golden Slipper: going by his past compositions for theatrical works, I was expecting much more.
JJ from Orkney
Willie was indeed a one off, I would vouch for the contents of the Jacobs cracker tin which he kept under the bed. The cops were determined to catch Willie selling drink, so they (imported) a young constable from Inverness to try and catch him. the young man was fishing at the Brig o' Waithe, and after some time he came to willie's frozen tae the bone. My it's fairly cauld the day, could ye maybe gie me something tae warm me up? Willie suggested a cup o' tea or coffee, or maybe a hot pie. the young constable accepted the cup o' tea and a pie, which he seemed to enjoy. Man that was grand he said but I was wondering if you had anything stronger? the landlord poured him a stiff whisky, which was downed in a woner. after a minute or two he asked if there was any chance of another, which was duly supplied. well that was first class said the man as he was about to leave. How much am I due you ? he asked, weel that will be a shilling for the pie and ninepence for the tea, a total of one&nine please. but what about the 2 drams ?Oh said Willie there is no charge for my freends, but I'm not you friend. Aye your me freend now constable.
Stromhaggle from West mainland
nah, sorry em can't agree with'lazy' fair do's I'm related closely to one of the performers but even so for 'community drama' this was tight, well rehearsed and slickly performed. You may not like folksy drama with both feet planted firmly in Memory Lane but equally my granny doesn't like rent boy sagas. Don't criticise the 'patronising' by coming over all condscending...
bufton from orkney
I don't like rent boy sagas either, bufton, the Scottish School of Miserabilists leave a lot to be desired, Irving Welsh et al. Whoever he is... Wish I'd got round to seeing the show, but, having seen Barriers and Greenvoe, can't believe they'd take a turkey to the fringe.
Flying Cat from in a fluff
Life in Stromness, writing stuff, staring out of the window, history, growing veg at the allotment.
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