Greasepaint Monkey
By John Cairney
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Greasepaint Monkey - John Cairney
Prologue
‘when, by a generous public’s kind acclaim
that dearest need is granted, honest fame;
where here your favour is the actor’s lot
not even the man in private life forgot’
Spoken by William Woods at his benefit night at the Theatre Royal, Edinburgh, 16 April 1787
‘EARLY DOORS’ IS SOMETIMES used as a euphemism for actors who died young. Early doors were the admittance to the gallery and the cheaper seats well before curtain up allowing them to make the long climb to the Gods. This then was taken to apply to young actors who made their way to God prematurely, hence, ‘early doors’. In this case, however, the title serves to indicate a kind of Preface, an opportunity to expand on what kind of book this is meant to be, and for whom it is intended.
First of all, this is not a How To… book for would-be actors, nor, I hope a When I was… book by a has-been actor, but rather a Why it is… book by someone who wants to pass on to the average theatregoer and anyone else interested in theatre what it feels like to be a professional actor. It is about what actors do, and have been doing for almost 3,000 years, as they go about their business of pretending to be someone else in public for money. It is an actor’s view of his own world, of the audience, of critics, from the inside, a peep behind the mask by someone who’s worn it, a look again backstage and into the rehearsal room by one who’s spent most of a lifetime there.
The concern here is not with the great stars, or leading performers or performances, but with un-public doings of the rank and file artisans of the histrionic trade, without whom the said stars could not shine, nor could any play be possible. These greasepaint stalwarts are the backbone of theatre. They are not bit players or extras, but solid performers, proven journeymen and women who can fill out a character intelligently and not without talent, and manage in the course of their careers to pay their taxes, buy a house and send their children to university. In short, they are sound professionals.
Who better than they to investigate the theatre paradox, where part and person mix in a combination of truth and prevarication? Who is more entitled to define the mystery behind the mystique of their craft or to understand its power over an audience? As the actor’s every act on stage is for the benefit of that audience, so this volume is aimed at enhancing and filling out the theatregoer’s enjoyment of the theatrical experience.
For the sake of clarity, and remembering Michael’s comment, I shall refer to my actress colleagues here by the generic term ‘actor’, in accordance with modern usage, loathe as I am to discard that lovely word ‘actress’. However, it was noted by Sheridan in his Epilogue to The Rivals in 1775.
Through all drama – whether damned or not –
Love guilds the scene, and women guide the plot.
It is accepted today that acting is neither the preserve of a fraternity nor the exclusive property of a sorority but what they have in common now is actorship, a resort of the universal histrion. Their mutual business is to engage a group’s attention in a given place and hold them there for a given time, releasing them to return to the other world that is outside the theatre doors, trusting that they are better for having spent the afternoon or evening in the company of actors.
What is basic to the whole enterprise, and essential to its success, is that the audience has assembled willingly and has paid good money to watch painted people, dressed in funny clothes, pretending to be someone else in another place, and finds these same imitators, at the time of performance, completely believable. This is the suspension of disbelief that is the real mystery, and at the heart of all acting and the following pages will expand on this. The actor creates a make-believe world of his own but it is only justified if it is shared with an audience at that ‘intersection of the here and now’, to quote Paul Taylor’s memorable phrase.
The art of the drama is always in the present tense. Its act is NOW. That is its magic, and why it’s so often memorable. Fashions may change from generation to generation, styles of acting may vary, names will change from season to season, but essentially, acting itself, the engagement with the audience in the NOW, remains the same whatever the time or place. The actor burnishes the scripted lies in rehearsal and offers them to the audience in performance, which then polishes them further by absorption and takes them home at the end as memories.
This is the business of theatre. So much of its night-to-night image is ephemeral but its basic verities are constant. The demands it makes on both audience and performer are different. Disbelief is suspended in the theatre in a way unique to itself and not at all the same as when the performance is seen on a screen. First of all there is a huge difference in technique. The performance to camera is built up by a non-sequential aggregate of captured moments, whereas the stage performance is delivered in one continuous sweep of the hour hand in the course of the whole play. The screen actor picks at his food, the stage actor swallows it in one big gulp.
However, the final intention is always the same, to satisfy the audience’s appetite for sensation, that feeling brought about by reaction to a re-enacted event presented to it in performance. Film acting may be described as hours of boredom broken up by spasms of anxiety justified by flashes of insight. Stage acting is to stand at the foot of a mountain and know that the first spoken line is the first step on a long climb. It always looks a long way up from the bottom. Even though rest camps are provided at intervals, it takes no little courage to commence on such an ascent. Acting is first and foremost, a physical challenge, and no small one in terms of stamina, voice control and memory.
Its purpose is to bring the audience into the world the performer is creating at that time by inhabiting the script and conveying to an audience by action and the word the dramatist’s vision. Even with finest script, the most detailed production and a wealth of acting talent on display in front of a sympathetic house, there is no guarantee it will work every time. That’s its challenge, its fascination, but it’s also the reason why so few actors are smug. They can never be sure about getting a job in the first place, and when they do, they can never be entirely certain they will do it well. There are so many variables, but then that’s what this book is all about.
Hundreds and hundreds of thousands of unknown theatre performers all over the world, in big-city theatres, village halls, tents, sports grounds, park pavilions, hotel restaurants and wide, open-air spaces have trembled in whatever serves as ‘wings’ before stepping into the spotlight and uttering that terrifying first line. This book is theirs, it belongs to the anonymous soldiers of a vast army enlisted to serve in that great crusade of the human spirit known as the drama, in its many forms, ancient and modern.
The actor has walked a long road over the centuries and for much of the time it was rough going. In medieval times, the bearward gave way to the stroller who ceded his platform to the common player of interludes, who, in turn was replaced by the counterfeit Egyptian or petty chapman or any guise that would earn a penny in the market place. From 1632, a licence had to be sought from the authorities under pain of a good whipping, and if not obtained, all players were deemed rogues, vagabonds and sturdy beggars and threatened with a lengthy spell in the House of Correction. Play-acting was not a soft option, yet it has survived plagues and pestilence, wars, revolutions, closures and exile to become the sport of the fashionable and the study of the learned. Its practice has attracted minds of quality and probity, and men and women of great physical beauty as well as every scoundrel that ever chased a dishonest profit. If acting is indeed ‘a mirror held up to Nature’ then it needs a good cleaning now and then. After all, it is a very old mirror.
Theatre may be the place where the Devil gets his due, but it lives, as people live, for the passing hour and is justified only in its living moment. Emotion can be stimulated by the swirl of a cloak or the flourish of a hand, but the same cloak hides the real emotions of the actor wearing it and this personal dichotomy has always to be borne in mind. As long as people will gather to witness, the actor will perform, and the stage will have its upholders. As Charles Lamb said in his Popular Fallacies of 1826,
A man might blur ten sides of paper in attempting a defence of it.
A side was the old name given to the pages of actor’s individual part as opposed to the whole play script. Actors up to Victorian times were often cast in a part by being given only the sides for that part, without ever really knowing what the play was about. They were expected to pick that up in rehearsal. It was felt appropriate in this little book, if only as a little conceit, to use the term as a chapter heading if only to honour all those who were handed their ‘sides’ on the first day of rehearsal.
The term ‘side’ also serves as a metaphor not only for the actor but for every human being who plays his or her part as cast in the world without really knowing much about the ‘play’ as a whole or why they are in it in the first place? Like the actor, they are expected to pick up such information as they go along.
The thing is to enjoy the journey and its starting point is the first read-through of the intended play by the cast-to-be in the presence of the director and stage crew. Most professional plays begin with the read-through. Usually held in the theatre, sometimes on stage, the actors are seated round a table along with the dramatist (if living), the producer(s), director, designer, stage management and such friends as might have influence with the producer. Generally speaking, however, this is a strictly closed shop for the actors and those off-stage, fellow-professionals who will lend their considerable talents in putting a group of vulnerable personalities on stage. Whatever the play, its period or theme, comedy or tragedy, there is always a party atmosphere at read-throughs. This is because most of the actors gathered are basically relieved to be in work, which is why a slight hysteria prevails. There is also a degree of apprehension. Actors have been known to be fired after the first read-through, although it is rare. Nevertheless, there is a