SIMON
GRAY - OBITUARIES Simon Gray, CBE,
dramatist and author, was born on October 21, 1936.
He died of abdominal aortic aneurysm on August 6, 2008, aged
71
The Times
Simon Gray: rakish and versatile playwright
Simon Gray was a prolific
and versatile author whose diligence and professionalism
gave the lie to an often shambolic appearance and manner. He
made an early start as a writer of prose fiction, and for a
time had an undistinguished academic career, but he found
his true vocation as a writer of plays. He wrote for the
stage, for television, for radio and for film. His subjects
ranged from historical dramas and allegories to shrewdly
satirical studies of modern life and mores. He was at home
with all of them. Almost nothing that he did was
less than well written, well thought out, well made. He
aimed to entertain, and he usually did. Mostly he observed
the conventions, accepted the tried and tested forms. But he
turned them always to his own distinctive ends, now
undermining them with subtle irony, now bringing them alive
with coruscating wit. He was a shrewd — though
not a cruel — observer of human foibles and follies. Few
writers have had a keener sense of the oddity or the
fragility of what passes for normal life, or a sharper eye
and ear for the way people respond when they realise how
easily their worlds might fall apart. He was scrupulous but
generally sympathetic in his analysis of his characters’
weaknesses — and of his own. A diarist for much
of his life, he produced engaging accounts of the private
disasters behind his public success, chronicling the
catastrophes surrounding the production of some of his
plays. In the last years of his life, in The Smoking
Diaries, he recounted with wry honesty the story of a life
that always found room for cricket, music, books and films,
for talk and friends and lunch — and for the cigarettes that
would kill him. The project was an extraordinary and
deserved hit, introducing his idiosyncratic talent to a
whole new audience.
Born on Hayling Island in 1936, where his father, James,
was a GP and later a pathologist, Simon James Holliday Gray,
with his elder brother Piers, was evacuated in 1939 to
Montreal, and a house where his grandfather and alcoholic
wife were attended upon by a younger aunt. The children were
rarely spoken to, and not encouraged to play; school offered
little respite, for they were beaten up, soon learning to do
the same unto others, and to find solace in comics and
smoking (by the age of 8, Gray was on ten a day). Savvy
and crew-cut, the boys returned to austere England in 1945:
parents and children were equally startled by the sight of
each other. Education now took a winding route, from three
years at a girls’ school to two at a London prep school;
followed by five at Westminster, where he showed some
prowess at sports (a lifelong interest, especially cricket,
as were films), and fetched up, after a money-making
Underground scam, in the juvenile Court. There his speech
won approval from the bench and was, evidently, akin to his
school performances in which he displayed the “cultivated
but not disturbing originality that wins scholarships”. The
sixth form brought a passionate friendship which prompted
him to give up games, and homosexuality would recur in his
work. Of his adolescent posturing, he said: “If my
performances were confidence tricks, then my expensive
schooling had given me the confidence to pull them off”. Financial
considerations made his father take the family back to
Canada. At Halifax, when studying at Dalhousie, Gray “saw
myself as a boulevardier fallen among provincials, and only
discovered after I’d left that I’d been seen in my turn as
the campus pansy”. From there, he went to
Cambridge, where at Trinity, and later St John’s, he made
such friends as Allan Massie, Richard Boston and Tony Gould,
but, in that gregarious Footlights era, he later depicted
himself as a solitary type, unable to get up in the morning.
For all this angst, which haunts his plays, he read a
great deal; in particular the grotesques of Dickens and the
mental landscapes of Chekhov (akin to the Fens) would be an
abiding influence. He was already writing: a first novel,
Colmain (1963), was published by Faber & Faber. It was
an unfocused account of life in provincial Canada but it
brought him to the attention of a radio producer during a
year’s teaching in Vancouver, and the result was a dramatic
adaptation which, in due course, would prompt him to
recognise his greater skill at dialogue (a much-honed art,
sometimes taking him 35 drafts). The Cambridge
of Simple People (1965) and the provincial world of Little
Portia (1967), both shot through with allusion, suggest a
writer trying to break free of the novel form — a notion
galvanised by realising that to write a TV version of a
short story brought in far more money, for less effort, than
the original work.
By 1966, having married a picture researcher, Beryl
Kevern, the previous year, he joined Queen Mary College,
London, where he never rose above the position of lecturer
because, in academic eyes, he never published anything. To
the rest of the world, he appeared prolific. His emerging
preoccupation with human enslavement — which led from
middle-class living-rooms to Stanley’s expedition in his
masterpiece The Rear Column — was evident from the
beginning. Television plays continued in tandem during the
late Sixties with an evolving stagecraft. Wise Child
(1967) was originally intended for television, but — despite
Kind Hearts and Coronets — it was thought outlandish to have
Alec Guinness in drag. Eighteen months on, Dutch Uncle, with
Warren Mitchell, appeared to make too light of the Christie
case for contemporary comfort and was judged to be the worst
first night in living memory. Undaunted, and
after a version of The Idiot that is, rightly, more Gray
than Dostoevsky, he set about Spoiled. Seething, with a
homosexual undercurrent, it shows the savage monologues for
which Gray was becoming known. Despite a
three-week run, it pointed towards the multi-award-winning
Butley, which followed six months later. With Alan Bates in
the eponymous role and the beginning of a long association
with Harold Pinter as director, Gray was in his stride. The
play is a marvel of economy, neoclassical in its
day-in-the-life timescale, replete with wit and badinage.
Like Osborne and Orton in their subverting of theatrical
convention, Gray always created a “well-made” play. Bates’s
was a bravura performance (reprised effectively in the 1973
filmed version). The sharpness of Butley is
echoed in Otherwise Engaged (1975), in which Simon Hench, a
prosperous publisher — again played by Bates — hopes to have
a quiet time (so to speak) spent in listening to discs of
Parsifal. He, too, is beset by a series of disturbances. In
its abiding preoccupation with chaos and order, the play is
palpably in the Butley mould. That made his next
play, The Rear Column (1978), a surprise to some, although
the subject had been presented to the fictional publisher
Hench as a book proposal: Stanley’s march to the relief of
Emin Pasha in 1887, and, in particular, the fate of his rear
column, left at Yambuya. If the matter — including a
flogging and cannibalism — is different, the preoccupations
are similar. Gray once said: “It’s the one I’d want my
reputation to stand by.”
On the face of it, Gray’s next play, Close of Play
(1979), returned to the drawing room, but this was an
Eliot-like take upon it. One role, given to Michael
Redgrave, in a last appearance, required him to be immobile,
seemingly dead, while the family wrangle around him. History
and allegory being commercially uncertain prospects, Gray
appeared to retrench with Stage Struck
(1979), again with a lacerating Alan Bates. This is an
out-and-out thriller, and, as such, highly enjoyable. Gray
was prolific in the Eighties (duly leaving both Queen Mary
College and his wife after two decades; in 1997 he married
Victoria Rothschild). Quartermaine’s
Terms (1981) was an affecting account of an
end-of-the-line teacher, while the literary magazine life of The Common
Pursuit (1984) — partly inspired by his
friend Ian Hamilton and the New Review — is a witty take
upon university life and ideals revisited. Its wit is made
all the sharper when taken in tandem with Gray’s diary
account of its production, An Unholy Pursuit (1985); this
was augmented by his account How’s That For Telling ‘Em, Fat
Lady? (1988) of putting on the same play in America.
Gray was fond of giving the impression of living a
harum-scarum existence. But if prone to an appearance of
open-necked dishevelment even when dressed formally, Gray
was a consummate professional, able to turn his hand in many
directions. In the mid-1990s it looked as
thought he was set for a commercial jackpot. He had already
depicted in a radio play the relationship of George Blake
and his jailmate Sean Bourke, who helped the Soviet spy
escape from prison. And he had written a television film,
Old Flames, for Stephen Fry, who had also found success in a
revival of The Common
Pursuit with a cast of his celebrated
contemporaries previously unknown to Gray. The subject of
Blake and Bourke was inherently fascinating; and, to cast
Fry and Rik Mayall in an account of it would surely attract
a wide audience. In the event, it would all end
in another Gray prose volume, Fat Chance, subtitled “Stephen
Fry Quits” Drama: an echo of the numerous billboards after
the actor vanished from the Albery and was eventually
spotted, Bruges-bound on a ferry, apparently victim of a bad
review in the Financial Times. The wonder is
that a much-battered Gray survived it. Without the off-stage
drama, the play Cell Mates
would be recalled as midweight Gray.
After With a Nod and Bow and Just The Three of Us
finished out of town, Gray had hopes of The Late Middle
Classes, to be directed by Pinter, but it was declined
by Trevor Nunn at the National. Its vicissitudes, with
Pinter still on board, became subject of Enter a Fox,
subtitled Further Adventures of a Paranoid.
It was another diary that brought him an
unlikely late success. By his own account an addictive
personality, Gray had managed to conquer his alcoholism,
though only after years of very heavy drinking had brought
him to the point of collapse. Smoking was the addiction he
thought he could live without, though he knew that with it
he would not live much longer at all. The volumes of The
Smoking Diaries chronicle his not entirely convincing
attempts to give up. But if that makes them sound like some
dreary self-help book, then nothing could be further from
the truth. Discursive, funny, sometimes profound, Gray’s
idiosyncratic extended memoir is an appealing and affecting
look at a life lived to the full — and at the death in which
it would soon end. Simon Gray was appointed CBE
in 2004. His wife survives him, with a son and daughter of
his first marriage.
Simon Gray, CBE, dramatist and author, was born on
October 21, 1936. He died on August 6, 2008, aged 71
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Telegraph
Simon Gray
Prolific playwright who wrote a string of black comedies
and later produced a series of candid memoirs
Simon Gray , who has died aged 71 , was a prolific playwright
of black comedies, and thrived off professional and personal
conflict; during the last decade he found a new audience with
a series of memoirs collectively known as The Smoking Diaries.
Gray had many West End hits, including Butley (1971),
Otherwise Engaged (1975), Quartermaine’s
Terms, (1981), Melon (1987), The Common
Pursuit (first produced in 1984 and revived in 1988), Hidden Laughter
(1990), The Late
Middle Classes (1999), Japes (2000), The Holy Terror
(2004) and, on the radio earlier this year, Missing Dates, a
sequel to Japes. The Smoking Diaries (2004), The
Year of the Jouncer (2006) and The Last Cigarette, published
earlier this year, won wide praise both for Gray’s wit and
charm and for his objections to the “barbarism” of modern
Britain. Despite such successes, Gray was a
self-confessed paranoiac and struck an Eeyorish pose most of
his working life. Seen through his bile-coloured eyes, the
world, the flesh and the Devil all conspired to thwart him,
often in league with his colleagues. He had public spats with,
among others, the critic James Fenton and a falling-out with
his old friend Harold Pinter. Most of his
characters were drawn from the small, introverted milieu of
academe and the media. Many of them were haunted by the
happiness – or horror – of childhood and school which had
turned them into frigid adults in unhappy marriages.
Among the most tragic of Gray’s creations was Simon
Hench, the protagonist of Otherwise Engaged, who spends the
play trying to listen to his new recording of Parsifal while
his domestic world crumbles about him. Eventually he
switches off a recorded telephone message of a man
threatening to kill himself. Gray revived the
character for Simply Disconnected (1996). When Hench, now
retired, is told that his brother, a schoolmaster, faces
ruin after accusations of child abuse, the most emotion he
can muster is a non-committal “ah”. Gray described Hench as
a man who tries to deal with the world by pretending it
doesn’t exist. He both “respected and despised” this
attitude. “I was brought up in the ’50s,” said
Gray. “Probably the only courteous decade in the history of
this country.” He loathed “the bestiality of some parts of
English life” and bemoaned piped music and the “politicised
and timid” way in which English had come to be taught. He
never drove and wrote on an old Olympic typewriter.
Much of his work was filled with disgust for the
betrayals of contemporary middle-class life – “that
peculiarly English cruelty of bumbling other people to their
own destruction”. Sexual jealousy went hand in hand with a
distaste for the mechanics of sex; “I’ll catch them at it,”
says Benedict in Close of Play, thinking about his
scriptwriting wife and her lover. “At their f***ity-f***ity,
clackity-f***ity, f***ity-clackity.” A recurring
motif was the adulterous husband covering his tracks by
playing squash and showering before returning home.
Disappointment in marriage was contrasted with enduring –
sometimes passionate – friendships between men. Happiest
were those too old to be troubled by desire, like his senile
schoolmaster Quartermaine. Some characters escaped into
drink, some into purgative madness. In Melon, a publisher,
driven insane by jealousy, descends into a hell of despair.
Only after recovering can he begin to appreciate the
subjectivity of his experience.
A tall, billowing figure with a mop of straggling hair,
Gray smoked 60 cigarettes a day and lubricated his thoughts
with copious amounts of champagne and whisky. Though he
hated much of contemporary life, he could suggest nothing
better; faith, he said, might help, but his religion took
the form of fear. He did write a comedy about a rural vicar,
Hidden
Laughter. In mining his own neuroses for
his work, Gray was prone to lash out. His journals were
unsparing, mocking the American actors in his Broadway
production of The Common
Pursuit and portraying Jules Styne, with
whom he collaborated on an unproduced musical version of The
Red Shoes, as a whimsical megalomaniac surrounded by
sycophants. His last books unsparingly examined his terminal
lung cancer. James Fenton, who had written a
scathing notice of Gray’s Stage Struck
(1979), took violent exception to the author’s vengeful
review of a book of his collected pieces in which Gray
speculated about the sexual potency of theatre critics. Pinter
was angry at Gray for caricaturing him as the pompous Hector
Duff, “the world’s greatest living playwright”, in the
television play Unnatural Pursuits; the two were reconciled
after Gray sent Pinter a poem about loss he had seen in The
Spectator.
Gray was the victim in the best documented of his
public fights. In 1995 Stephen Fry absconded from Gray’s
West End production of his play Cell Mates,
leaving Gray a message on his answering machine: “I’m sorry.
I’m so very sorry.” Fry had been playing the
traitor George Blake. From Gray’s point of view, it was not
ideal casting, as he had wanted his favourite, Alan Bates,
in the role. None the less, rehearsals had been amicable
enough; the producer Duncan Weldon had invested heavily in
advance publicity, takings were healthy and the reviews were
on the whole, encouraging. Two days later, Fry disappeared,
donning a disguise and slipping away to Belgium, asking his
agent to forward some letters of apology. In
faxes issued from his laptop, the fugitive actor gave as his
excuse the indifferent notices he had received personally
(though he had, in fact, been, if not especially impressive,
perfectly presentable in the role). These reviews had made
no difference to the box-office; but, when news of Fry’s
flight broke, takings plunged. Though Simon Ward learnt the
role in three days to take over, the play closed shortly
afterwards. The Fry story, however, ran and ran.
He had suffered a crisis of sorts, part induced by
over-work, partly by a vigorous cocaine habit, and partly
for psychological reasons (he later became candid about his
homosexuality, and gave a moving account of his being
diagnosed as bipolar). But at the time he seemed otherwise
healthy and, when fears of a suicide bid appeared to be
contradicted by photographs of Fry dining in Bruges, Gray
saw his treachery as being comparable to that of Blake’s,
and called him a coward and an inadequate actor. This
had the effect of making Fry a martyr. The comedian was
adored by the British public, who now extended him their
sympathy. Gray was known only as an opprobrious playwright
driven by grudges, though he had lost five years’ work. In
Fat Chance, his diary of the production, Gray made some
concession that he had been excessively bitter about this
loss, and admitted that his attack on Fry had been
“homicidal and suicidal”; but he also sketched, with
delicate malice, a subversive portrait of the actor.
Emphasising Fry’s generosity, he recalled that the actor had
insisted on a two-week break in rehearsals so that he could
entertain friends at Christmas. He detailed Fry’s obsession
with his computerised personal organiser, his habit of – “in
the most charming and eloquent way” – obviating the
writer-director to tell the cast the meaning of their lines
and his cheerful late arrivals for rehearsal. Having
published the book, Gray himself then had a collapse.
A doctor’s son, Simon James Holliday Gray was born on
October 21 1936. During the Second World War he was
evacuated to Canada and afterwards attended Westminster
School and Trinity College, Cambridge. At
Westminster he struck up a friendship with a short, ugly,
unpopular Jewish boy named Quass with whom he conducted a
lucrative fraud, using Georgian pennies instead of florins
in Underground ticket machines and pocketing three
six-pences in change. Gray was told to stay away from Quass.
Many years later, he heard that Quass had killed himself.
His guilt about his desertion of the weaker boy was to
provide the story of his television play Old Flames (1990).
In 1965 Gray was appointed a lecturer in English at
Queen Mary’s College. He published four novels under his own
name; Colmain (1963), Simple People (1965), Little Portia
(1967) and Breaking Hearts (1997). He also wrote A Comeback
for Stark (1968) as Hamish Reade. His first effort at drama
was an adaptation for television of a short story, Death of
a Teddy-Bear.
His first major success was Butley, about a university
professor. The lead was played by Alan Bates, who starred in
many of Gray’s plays. Some people remarked on Gray’s
near-obsession with Bates. Gray worked
incessantly. “I don’t know how to relax,” he said. “I’m very
easily bored by myself except when I’m working.” His
only moment of simple happiness, he said, was when, after an
all-night revision, fuelled by alcohol, a play was boxed up
and he could pour himself another glass of champagne. In
this way he produced more than 20 plays and adaptations.
When not writing a new play, he would revise an old one. He
also wrote a half-dozen plays for television, including
After Pilkington (1987) and Running Late (1992), several
plays for radio, and four early sets of journals; An
Unnatural Pursuit and Other Pieces (1985); How’s That For
Telling ’Em, Fat Lady (1988); and Fat Chance (1995). After
the debacle of Cell Mates,
Gray was forced to enter a clinic where he hoped: “I would
be so massively dosed with drugs that I wouldn’t notice I
wasn’t drinking”. While in hospital he was told
he had cancer. A succession of “grinning” specialists
informed him he had two years to live and each day revised
their diagnosis of the cancer, declaring it more and more
malignant. In the end, they could find only two aneurysms.
Out of hospital, Gray developed pneumonia, a classic
iatrogenic condition provoked by numerous endoscopies. “I’m
still drinking and smoking more than I should,” Gray said.
“But at least I’m immune from the worst health-hazard in
life; the medical profession.” His first reduction in his
alcohol intake was to swap Scotch for three bottles of
champagne a day. But he eventually stopped drinking after
collapsing in a restaurant in 1997. Harold Pinter raised a
glass to him as he was carried out by Alan Bates. Gray’s
daily routine, however, continued to bear the stamp of his
alcoholic years: he rose at 2pm, ate dinner out and wrote
through the night, going to bed at five in the morning. In
this month’s Standpoint magazine, in a dialogue with The
Daily Telegraph’s theatre critic Charles Spencer, he
criticised as cowardly the readiness of the National Theatre
to stage shows such as Jerry Springer: The Opera, which
offended Christians, as a “very easy sort of liberalism”,
while condemning the theatrical establishment’s reluctance
to produce similar pieces that tackled other religions, such
as radical Islam.
Simon Gray married, first, Beryl Kevern; they had a son
and a daughter. After 25 years, the marriage was dissolved.
He married, secondly, Victoria Rothschild. He smoked to the
end, though he cut down a bit, and switched to Silk Cut.
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Guardian
The playwright, diarist
and novelist Simon Gray, who has died aged 71, barely
figures in most books about postwar British theatre
although, for almost 30 years, his output was prolific. This
neglect was undoubtedly because, unlike David Hare and
Howard Brenton, who also began their careers in the late
1960s, Gray's plays were out of step with the times. Unlike
the politically driven, state-of-the-nation plays of many of
his near contemporaries, or even the dazzling metaphysical
comedies of Tom Stoppard, Gray's literate, commercial
dramas, Butley (1971), Otherwise Engaged (1975) and Close of
Play (1979) were peopled by characters from the upper middle
classes - cricketing ex-public schoolboys, academics and
lawyers. Perhaps not surprisingly, they tended
to appeal less to the readers of the then vogueish Marxism
Today and more to readers of Tatler. The latter saw, not
always correctly, in plays such as Quartermaine's
Terms (1981) a lament for an old England that no
longer existed. The term boulevard playwright
dogged Gray. But for all their brittle surface wit and
middlebrow appeal, Gray's plays, particularly his later work
such as The
Late Middle Classes (1999) and the highly
autobiographical Japes (2001), were marked by a melancholy
at the failure of human relationships and our inability to
really communicate with each other. Not for nothing was one
of his best plays called Simply Disconnected (1996). Perhaps
more than any other modern British playwright, other than
his great friend and champion Harold Pinter, Gray was a
chronicler of what is unsaid. His plays are full of highly
educated, highly literate, professional people who find that
words fail them and retreat into irony as a defence. It is
no surprise that Pinter was drawn to the work and often
directed it.
Gray was born in Hampshire to an English mother and a
Scottish-Canadian father who was a pathologist. During the
war, he was evacuated to Canada for five years, developing
his outsider's eye and a certain diffidence. On his return
to Britain, he went to Westminster school, although, at 17,
he returned to Canada, where his father was now resident, to
attend Dalhousie University in Nova Scotia. The Late Middle
Classes drew heavily on his own experience, describing
the bewildered adolescence of Holly, a bright boy who wins a
scholarship to Westminster before emigrating to the new
world. Gray, however, did return to Britain,
going up to Trinity College, Cambridge, where he studied
under FR Leavis, who was an enduring influence on his plays,
reading and views about the teaching of English literature.
One of his best-known and most successful plays, The Common
Pursuit (1984) - revived this year in London - took
its title from Leavis's famous book. A lament for the failed
ideals of a group of 1960s Cambridge graduates, the play was
an elegiac threnody for soiled friendship and descent from
intellectual rigour and seriousness to philistinism. From
1965 to 1985, Gray was himself a lecturer in English
literature at what is now Queen Mary, University of London,
where he increasingly bemoaned standards in the teaching of
English. Queen Mary's appeared thinly disguised in his 1997
novella Breaking Hearts, where it was affectionately
rechristened The Dump. Initially, Gray seemed
destined for a split career in academia and as a novelist.
He turned to plays only on discovering that the BBC intended
to turn one of his short stories into a radio play and
planned to pay the adapter more than they were going to pay
him. Gray volunteered to do the job himself. Encouraged
by the television drama producer Kenith Trodd, he started
writing for TV, but his first effort, Wise Child
, was considered too controversial. So Gray rewrote
it for the stage and the play, starring Alec Guinness - who
spent most of the evening on stage in a skirt - premiered in
the West End in 1967 in a production by John Dexter.
The stage plays came quickly. Following two minor dramas,
Dutch Uncle (1969) and Spoiled (1971), Gray's reputation was
consolidated in 1971 with Butley, which was followed four
years later by Otherwise Engaged. Both were directed by
Pinter and both starred Alan Bates, who was to become
intimately associated with Gray's plays. Both
Butley and Otherwise Engaged featured anti-heroes who have
become detached from their own families and lives and lost
touch with the world. The 1970s and 1980s saw a number of
plays, but only Quartermaine's
Termshad the impact of Butley and Otherwise
Engaged. The Rear Column (1978) focused on a group of
Victorian gentlemen explorers, and Melon (1987) was simply a
less interesting rerun of earlier plays. The
most successful was the almost Chekhovian Quartermaine's
Terms, set in a Cambridge language school,
and featuring another of Gray's anti-heroes who are
indifferent to the world and cannot love or be loved. The
Chekhovian melancholy became even more marked in the 1991
English country garden play Hidden Laughter, where the
characters strive to capture an elusive sense of spiritual
regeneration. Hidden
Laughter was a metaphysical play disguised
as a typical not too demanding West End drama.
A witty man who was a curious mixture of mischief and
irritability, and who always had the rumpled appearance of
someone who had spent the night sleeping rough, Gray was
seldom seen without a cigarette in one hand and a glass in
the other. When advised for medical reasons to give up
scotch, he merely quadrupled his intake of champagne. But
even that glass ran dry after a near brush with death and
the loss of a yard of intestine in the late 1990s led him to
forswear alcohol, a year after his brother, Piers, died of
an alcohol-related disease. Gray drew strongly on his
relationship with his brother, 10 years his junior and also
a writer and academic, for Japes. Gray's
offstage feuds became almost as famous as his plays. In 1991
he wrote a TV play, Old Flames, in which the murder victims
all bore the names of well-known theatre critics who had
given his plays less than favourable notices. His
ongoing and vicious spat with the writer and critic James
Fenton (each reviewed the other's work biliously) was
gleefully recorded in the papers, as was his break-up with
Pinter, who took exception to the portrayal of himself in
Unnatural Pursuits (1993) a TV adaptation of An Unnatural
Pursuit (1985), Gray's horribly funny diary account of the
staging of his play The Common
Pursuit . The two friends did not speak for
some years. They were eventually reconciled both personally
and professionally, with Pinter going on to direct The Late Middle
Classesand The Old Masters (2004).
Gray's diaries may have got him into trouble but they
were where his real gift lay, the place where he offered up
his verbal V-signs to the world. Gray was as funny and
vicious about his own haplessness as the foibles of others.
"Told with exquisite ill-temper," was the verdict of John
Osborne, not exactly a paragon of good grace himself, on
How's That for Telling 'Em, Fat Lady? (1988), Gray's comic
account of his brush with the horrors of the American
theatre. In many ways these wonderfully spiky accounts,
which largely detail the tragedies and triumphs that
occurred during the staging of his plays, are almost more
enjoyable than the plays themselves. But it did
not take a Gray diary - although a particularly brilliant
one, Fat Chance (1995) did eventually materialise - for the
off-stage shenanigans and misadventures surrounding Gray's
1995 play Cell Mates
to make the front pages. The story of the relationship
between the Russian spy George Blake and Sean Bourke, the
Irishman who helped him escape from Wormwood Scrubs prison
in 1966 and defect to Moscow, looked a surefire success,
especially with the casting of Stephen Fry and Rik Mayall,
who had both appeared in a revival of The Common
Pursuit . Now the two were major stars and
set to play Blake and Bourke. But the day after the first
night, as the - largely favourable - reviews starting coming
in, Fry did a runner to Bruges. He subsequently announced he
had bipolar disorder. In this instance, all
publicity did not prove to be good publicity. The audience
for the production fell away and it closed quickly. "When
the history of the stage is written, Cell Mates
will become the most famous play I ever wrote," commented
Gray ruefully. Others might have given up, and
Gray almost did, when a routine back operation lead to a
diagnosis of terminal cancer and he was told he had six
months to live. This turned out to be a misdiagnosis and he
threw himself with renewed vigour into writing. It
was then that he returned to the character of Simon Hench
from Otherwise Engaged for a new play, Simply Disconnected
(1996). It was the beginning of the final flowering of his
career, during which he wrote three of his finest plays,
including The Late Middle
Classes and latterly Japes. Late middle age
certainly did not mellow Gray, but it did bring a new
emotional intensity to his work, perhaps because he was
increasingly drawing upon aspects of his own life and
memories of childhood. The Late Middle
Classes should have transferred to the West
End, but in typically accident-prone Gray fashion, it lost
out to a short-lived musical about a boy band. Justice was
done when it received the Theatrical Management
Association's regional theatre awards best play accolade. Gray
confidently and, as it turned out inaccurately, predicted
that Japes would be his last play. That distinction, on
stage at least, belonged to the indifferently received The
Old Masters.
A critic once put down Gray's work by declaring that he
"followed mid-century middle-class man into middle age using
the middle-class conventions of the boulevardier to do it".
Another, nicer way of putting it is that Gray bridged the
gulf between intellectual and popular drama. Along the way,
he provided the West End with some robustly funny and darkly
melancholic plays about the failure of hope over experience.
Most people can relate to that. There were six
TV plays, four for radio, and Gray wrote some splendid
books. These included five novels and two volumes of
memoirs, The Smoking Diaries (2004) and The Year of the
Jouncer (2006). Soon to be published is Coda, which tells
the story of his last months, and is, it is said, wonderful.
Simon James Holliday Gray, playwright, diarist and
novelist, born October 21 1936; died August 6 2008. He
is survived by his second wife, Victoria Rothschild, and by
a son and daughter from his first marriage, which was
dissolved in 1997.
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Independent
Simon Gray: Playwright, novelist and author of a series
of hilarious, irascible memoirs
Few writers – even those
who present a carefully nurtured, self-deprecatory public
image – have pursued so many careers, all involving
ferociously committed hard graft, as Simon Gray. Successful
as academic, novelist and dramatist for stage, television
and radio, he found in several volumes as a later-life
memoirist the ideal outlet for a rich seam of material,
variously bilious, hilarious, irascible and on occasion
deeply affecting, as he reflected on his life as an
accident-prone, chain-smoking ex-alcoholic and, latterly,
cancer-suffering writer.
He was always prepared to have the first laugh on
himself, and these memoirs are shot through with such
archetypal stories as the New York episode of 1982 when
Gray, escaping the ordeal of one of his own Broadway first
nights in a neighbouring bar, finds himself at the
intermission commiserating with a friendly audience member
bemoaning the Anglo-Saxon invasion of the Great White Way:
"Somebody ought to give this guy Gray the bum's rush. Got
enough crap of our own. Don't need his." There is
a school of thought increasingly suggesting that the volumes
of memoirs may be Gray's enduring legacy. Contrary to usual
practice these seemed to get better with each successive
volume; the final instalment, published earlier this year,
was prophetically titled The Last Cigarette. Throughout his
career in fiction and in the theatre Gray drew often on his
own life, his background in academe and the lives of his
family. It was easy for more facile critics to portray Gray
as a lightweight boulevardier, condescending to his plays as
well-made pieces of Oxbridge middle-class politesse,
civilised and ironic, owing much of their success to stars
(Alan Bates was Gray's most distinguished regular) or
directors (Gray's friend and fellow dramatist Harold Pinter
directed no fewer than nine of his plays). This
overlooked the sheer variety in Gray's work, not to mention
the often violently seething tensions in so many of his
plays, involving as they do psycho-sexual power-games,
transvestism and, even, in The Rear Column, cannibalism.
Born in Hayling Island, Hampshire to a pathologist father
of Scottish-Canadian background (subsequently Gray would lay
some of his demons at the door of his Scottish genes) and
sportswoman mother, Gray was evacuated as a child for over
five years during the Second World War to Canadian
grandparents he had never met. The England to which he
returned in the 1950s ("a very courteous decade") had,
together with its austerity, a restraint for which he seemed
later to be somewhat nostalgic. After some years
at Westminster, Gray returned at 17 to Canada, where his
father had moved to work. He studied at Dalhousie University
in Nova Scotia (he formed an unlikely triumvirate with the
son of a rabbi and the son of a bishop to explore the
world's philosophers together) and then, set on an academic
career, he read English at Trinity College, Cambridge
(1958-61). He taught at Cambridge for a spell and briefly
lectured at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver
before a long and distinguished period as a lecturer in
English at Queen Mary College, London, for 20 years from
1965. Still in his twenties Gray produced four novels – the
best of which remain Simple People (1965) and Little Portia
(1967) which drew respectful reviews but sold only
moderately. While Gray always liked to highlight
chapters of accidents and malign twists of fate besetting
his career, he had a huge initial stroke of dramatist's luck
when Michael Codron, then consolidating his reputation as
the savviest producer on the West End block, liked Gray's Wise Child
(Wyndham's, 1967) and lured Sir Alec Guinness to
lead the cast, with John Dexter directing. Even pre-Star
Wars, Guinness was box-office gold and the play moreover
gave him the chance to follow Kind Hearts and Coronets with
an appearance for most of the evening en travesti. As
"Mrs Arminster", actually a crook on the run in a seedy
boarding-house, ready to exploit alike an innocent black
girl and the interest of the establishment's creepy
proprietor in his travelling-companion "son", Guinness was
initially enthused by the project. His prestige carried Wise Child
to a succès de scandale but then the star's
enthusiasm waned when he began to receive letters from
adolescent boys proposing meetings after school at Charing
Cross Station and as his traditional public recoiled
(sometimes audibly from the stalls) from Gray's material,
decidedly exotic fare for Shaftesbury Avenue then.
Thereafter Gray became an established West End name, with
some 20 productions over the years; only rarely was he
favoured by the subsidised sector. Codron passed on both
Spoiled (Haymarket, 1971), an intense study, originally
intended for television, of a teacher's obsession with his
male pupil and Dutch Uncle (Aldwych, 1969), a major RSC flop
pairing him with Peter Hall who left a fine cast adrift in a
tricky jet-black comedy including murder and
sado-masochistic games. His National Theatre experience with
a version of Dostoevsky's The Idiot (Old Vic, 1970) was also
unhappy, again putting Gray with a director (Anthony Quayle)
perhaps less than ideally suited to the material. It
was Codron who put together the ingredients of Gray's first
triumph, when Harold Pinter directed Alan Bates (who took
some wooing) as the eponymous academic anti-hero of Butley
(Criterion, 1971 and NY, 1972). Bates richly exploited the
dialogue's lacerating wit and diamond-sharp irony while
creating a surprisingly sympathetic character in Gray's
complex, cruel bisexual; later both Richard Briers and Alec
McCowen found other equally valid aspects to mine. Bates
and Pinter joined Codron and Gray again for the even
longer-running Otherwise Engaged (Queen's and Comedy, 1975
and NY, 1977). The pivot on this occasion was Simon Hench, a
detached, Oxford-educated editor, who settles at the play's
opening to listen to his beloved Parsifal before an evening
of surprise or unwelcome visits from tenant, mistress, old
schoolmate and, in the play's final scenes, his brother. In
those episodes Bates and Nigel Hawthorne beautifully
finessed Gray's ironic exploration of old rivalries.
Somewhat similar terrain was covered in Dog Days (Oxford,
1976) involving a junior editor and his brother, both forced
to accede to people they despise; the production was sadly
inept and the play remains little known.
Pinter returned to Gray to steer The Rear Column (Globe,
1978) which marked out signally different Gray matter. Set
in colonial Africa and taking its inspiration from Stanley's
1887 march to relieve Emin Pasha and the fate of the rear
column and those left behind in the Congo encampment, the
play had a fascinatingly complex central character in Major
Barttelot who reverts to awful savagery while the detached
British naturalist left behind also descends into moral
decadence. Although Codron gave the production deluxe
casting (including Barry Foster and Jeremy Irons), the
play's subject and an all-male company made it a tough
commercial proposition. Ill luck haunted Gray's
return to the National Theatre when Pinter directed his
black comedy of family life Close of Play (Lyttleton, 1979).
Rehearsals coincided with serious industrial action on the
South Bank, forcing three postponements of opening, while
Peggy Ashcroft was obliged by illness to withdraw from the
central role of Daisy, a non-stop chatterer concealing a
dark secret. Even with Michael Redgrave as the ruined
demi-god of the family patriarch and a cast also including
Michael Gambon and Anna Massey, the play never recovered
from its unnerving start.
Far less worthwhile was Gray's excursion into the
bluff-and-double-bluff world of the theatrical thriller
à la Ira Levin with Stage Struck (Vaudeville, 1979).
Without Pinter at the helm, this muddled effort, structured
round the stage tricks (including a clumsy fake "body")
engineered by a jealous stage-manager taking his revenge on
an emasculating diva-wife, seemed the smallest and stalest
of beer. It received mostly tepid reviews but also one real
stinker from The Sunday Times' James Fenton who dismissed
the piece as marking the death of Gray's talent (Gray
exacted articulately savage revenge when he later reviewed
Fenton's collected notices and also with an impenetrable
insult in a later play, The Common
Pursuit ).
A cheering return to form and a reunion with Pinter and
Codron came with Quartermaine's
Terms (Queen's, 1981). Set in a Cambridge
language school, this deceptively quiet, almost plotless
play was inevitably dubbed as "Chekhovian" (indeed, Uncle
Vanya is teasingly mentioned in the text), with its scrutiny
of lives of quiet desperation – Gray created one of his most
absorbing leading roles in the ineffably polite but
hopelessly ineffectual St John Quartermaine, mesmerically
played by Edward Fox. With its title taken from
F.R. Leavis and under Pinter once more, The Common Pursuit
(Lyric, Hammersmith, 1984), Gray's study of six Cambridge
friends and their metropolitan literary years over 20 years,
seemed a West End certainty, but the production was somehow
jinxed (its fortunes as recollected in Gray's diary formed
the basis of his first volume of memoirs, An Unnatural
Pursuit), and Codron did not transfer it. Two years later,
in a revised version and after a Watford try-out with Gray
himself directing a remarkable younger cast including Rik
Mayall, Stephen Fry and John Sessions, The Common
Pursuit (Phoenix, 1986) opened in the
West End for a healthy run. Alan Bates was in
vintage form as the eponymous publisher at the centre of
Melon (Haymarket, 1987). Essentially the story of a nervous
breakdown (Melon steps into what Gray called "an inherent
terror in life"), this memory play was written in a sharp,
episodic style exploring the recurrent Gray themes of
infidelity, breakdown and troubled sexuality. Again, the
text seemed oddly unworked, but even although heavily
rewritten as The Holy Terror (Duke of York's, 2003) with
Simon Callow now playing Melon, the production was so
ineptly staged that Gray's intentions still seemed
unfocused.
Jinxed, too, was The Late Middle
Classes (Watford and tour, 1989) with
Harriet Walter superb as a matriarch not far removed from
Gray's own mother. Gray's experiences, along with Pinter, at
the hands of various poltroon producers – and the final
indignity of the production's planned opening at the Gielgud
Theatre being rudely elbowed in favour of a meretricious
musical called Boy Band – were recounted in scabrously funny
detail in Enter a Fox (2001), subtitled "Further Adventures
of a Paranoid". Gray directed also on Hidden
Laughter (Vaudeville, 1990), a sad,
perceptive comedy taking its title from Gray's favourite
T.S. Eliot ("the hidden laughter of children in the
foliage"). Set in the garden of an initially idyllic-seeming
Devon country house ("Little Paradise"), the play follows a
family's fortunes over a decade of slow self-destruction in
the subtle study of selfishness. Gray also created an
especially memorable character in Ronnie, a local churchman,
an unusually gratuitous portrait of a man both compassionate
and truly good, illuminated by the quietly unsentimental
playing of Peter Barkworth.
Peter Hall did better by Gray on Japes (Haymarket, 2001).
The play's origins lay deep in Gray's relationship with his
beloved younger brother Piers, a brilliant academic in Hong
Kong (he wrote finely on T.S. Eliot) but unsuccessful
dramatist who declined into alcoholism (Gray, forced by
illness to abandon his own once-heroic alcohol consumption,
wrote movingly of Piers and his death in The Smoking
Diaries). Despite an unlovely set, Japes held the audience
with the barbed truth of the writing and the powerful
central duo of Toby Stephens and Jasper Britton, covering 30
years as they played famous novelist and equally talented
but less successful academic. Pinter yet again
teased out the best of Gray in The Old Masters (Comedy,
2004), with Edward Fox as the aged aesthete Bernard Berenson
in a tantalising study of his dealings with the devious
art-dealer Duveen (the play's luxury casting included a
superb Barbara Jefford). Then Peter Hall included Gray's
play based on his hero Charles Dickens' affair with the
young actress Ellen Tiernan, Little Nell (Bath, 2007), in
his Theatre Royal Bath season. Hall had previously tried to
coax Gray into writing a play on Dickens for the National
Theatre but Gray found the commission "too daunting" and
returned the advance. After reading Claire Tomalin's The
Secret Woman years later, he wrote a radio play on the
Tiernan affair before reworking it for the stage. It was
minor Gray in that its length was short and its scale small;
it was also beguiling and often tender (Gray rarely sat in
judgement on his characters). Much of a
turbulent life in the theatre is covered in Gray's
autobiographical books, most relishably in Fat Chance (1995)
covering the nightmare of Cell Mates
(Albery, 1995), his play on George Blake from which Stephen
Fry made a much-publicised early bolt, sabotaging the
production, to Gray's eloquent displeasure.
These memoirs are also enormously enjoyable as Gray,
seemingly free-wheelingly meditates on smoking, drinking (or
not), health worries (not least in 2006's The Year of the
Jouncer) and his ceaseless battles with officialdom,
machines and other cultures. In How's That For Telling 'Em,
Fat Lady? (1988), mostly detailing a chaotic American
production of The Common
Pursuit and the dealings of a charming
rogue-producer, he spins merry culture-clash riffs: he has
to produce his driver's licence to hire a video; a
receptionist asked to call Gray a cab thinks he wants to
hire a cat. In The Smoking Diaries he delightfully recounts
his boyhood admiration for the soft-porn pulp-fiction of
Hank Janson. Always self-deprecating, Gray
presents himself as mostly an idle memoirist, casually
jotting down random thoughts between televised cricket
(another bond with Pinter). But those volumes in fact are
cunningly structured, dazzlingly inventive in their language
and ideas alike, and often deeply touching when writing of
friendship or dealing with the deaths of friends – Ian
Hamilton, Alan Bates – or with their illnesses (as with
Pinter, especially after the rupture of their relationship
when Pinter took exception to Gray's portrait of him in a
television play – happily this was a friendship repaired). A
defiant smoker – a 65-a-day habit was severely trimmed –
until the end, his memoirs regularly smoulder with Gray's
fury at the anti-smoking brigade. Notices on smoking were
red rags to Gray. One can only speculate on his response to
any celestial waiting-room's printed injunctions or
admonitions. He took particular exception to "We would
prefer you not to smoke", and his most likely response,
should it be brought to his notice after lighting up, would
be "I prefer to smoke." Alan Strachan
Simon James Holliday Gray, playwright, writer and
memoirist: born Hayling Island, Hampshire 21 October 1936;
Supervisor in English, University of British Columbia
1960-63, Senior Instructor in English 1963-64; Lecturer in
English, Queen Mary College, London 1965-85, Honorary Fellow
1985; CBE 2005; married 1965 Beryl Kevern (one son, one
daughter; marriage dissolved 1997), 1997 Victoria
Rothschild; died London 6 August 2008.