One night last week I had this dream about appearing on stage, with Tallulah Bankhead, in Thornton Wilder's "The Skin Of Our Teeth,"
Don't ask me why. The only thought I have given to Tallulah, lately, is David's having recorded "Die! Die! My Darling!," which I am sure all on here know and love, and how we have to watch it when there is a spare moment. It is such fun. And Yootha Joyce almost steals the show as a housekeeper who would make Mrs. Danvers seem placid, by comparison!
Plus, I don't even like this play. As can be seen from the photo, it is pretty surreal. Not like "Our Town," or even "The Matchmaker," which is how I think of Wilder.
Yet, Tallulah and I were out there on stage, in it. She, of course, played her signature role of Sabrina. I cannot recall what I played, though one of these other two might be fine for me.
But, in the scene, we were having a heated exchange of dialogue on stage.
It figures! Tallulah and I???????????? Can you imagine what it would be like?????????? Two divas facing off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a challenge for both Tallulah and I!!!!!!!!!!! Our dressing rooms would have to be at opposite ends of the theater! And pity the poor stage manager!
Only in my dreams, girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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