Archives - November 1993

 

 

THE BRIDES OF MARCH
by John Chapman

 

Produced by Ann Burfoot

 

THE PLAY

 

Farcical comedy, set in London in the 60s. Tony Scudamore, whilst in the army, saved the life of a sheikh. Now that sheikh has died, and remembered Tony in his will. In fact, he has bequeathed him five of his favourite wives, along with their protector, Haroun! The only snag is that Tony already has a wife, who is none too pleased with the competition. Well, actually - that's not the only snag. He also has to put up with belligerent American Jack - an old friend of his wife Sally - his unhelpful brother and father, pressure from the Foreign Office not to offend the sheikhdom of Kaza - and the outright promise of Haroun that if Tony should dishonour the late sheikh by refusing his gift, Haroun will have to kill him.

Amidst the chaos of Tony's extensive wedding feast, first Jack punches him, then a misunderstanding leads to the cleaning lady Mrs Spencer reporting to the police that he has murdered his wife! It is no easy task to keep the other girls out of sight while the police search the house, but eventually Tony is in a position to work everything out, send them all home and sort things out with Sally.

And just as they settle down for a well-earned rest, Tony receives a letter telling him the rest of his legacy is on the way. The camels are coming...

 

FROM THE GROUP

 

Another large cast play of 16, including 6 scantily clad harem girls.
I don't remember a dull moment during rehearsals. Every single person fitting so easily into his or her respective roles.
A very easy play to direct. Everything slid into place, due partly to the cast's huge enthusiasm.
I loved putting this play on, but it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. How often is a producer able to assemble half a dozen young ladies willing to bare an almost indecent amount of flesh?

Ann - Producer

 

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PREVIEWS & REVIEWS

Preview from the Worthing Herald, October 1993

Review from the Worthing Herald, 18th November 1993

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