Nell Gwynn, the humble orange seller, actress and stealer of
the King’s heart. A woman famed in history, but in reality very little is known
of her life before she attended the court of King Charles II. No accurate
records were kept of the working classes in the 17th Century; as can
be seen from my recent post about The Fatal Tree, this was still the case in
the 18th Century too.
So what is known of Eleanor “Nell” Gwynn? She was born in 1650
and died in 1687. Hereford, London and Oxford all lay claim to be the
birthplace of Nell; tales tell that she grew up in Coal Yard Lane, a slum off
Drury Lane in London. Her mother kept a brothel, and it is likely Nell worked
as a prostitute until she began selling oranges in the pit at Drury Lane.
Somehow she made it on the stage, and whilst she was unable to read, she made a
success of becoming a popular and successful actress. Her sharp wit, and beauty
caught the eye of King Charles II and she became his favourite mistress. Unlike
the Kings other mistresses, Nell never involved herself with politics nor asked
for a title, it seems she had truly fallen in love with the King. The feeling
seemingly reciprocated in the Kings dying words “Let not poor Nellie starve.”
This production of Nell Gwynn does not purport to be a
historically accurate portrayal of her life, nor does it tackle the serious issues
of the time, instead it is a humorous and entertaining homage to the quick
witted, sharp tongued Nell played with great aplomb by Laura Pitt-Pulford. Key
events of her life are mapped out by a talented cast who joyously break into song
and dance routines. Sitting high up on the balcony are four musicians playing
instruments of the period, which give the play a sense of 17th
Century England.
A special mention must be given to Esh Alladi who plays
Edward Kynaston, the actor famed for playing women’s roles. Whilst Shakespeare
wrote about women in his plays, actresses hadn’t been seen on the stage, their
parts were played by men. Kynaston is furious at the notion of a woman being on
stage, “It’s ridiculous, that’s what it is. It’ll be the death of theatre, I
tell you!” No-one could ever play Desdemona as well as he could…especially a
woman. What did women know about all 372 attitudes, or the 21 varieties of
grief expressed by the left eyebrow? The play becomes a play within a play…the
teaching of acting. It is hard to believe that such lessons go on at RADA, but
it was hilarious watching Hart tutoring Nell in the art of showing terror,
love, despair, and of course anger…something that apparently comes easily to
women!
Nell does have a few speeches stating that plays need to feature stronger female roles, and whilst it pays lip service to the talents of women it’s only a light dusting of seriousness in a Carry-On style play that is heavily laden with innuendo. Even the harder parts of Nell’s life, trying to take on court life, the death of her mother and having to choose between King and stage are given a liberal sprinkling of party dust so that we don’t lose that upbeat mood.
(Whilst this play has now finished at The Lowry, it's still on tour... click below for details.)
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