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Welcome to the Alan Bates Archive, created
in 1997 to document the work of Sir Alan Bates, CBE
on stage, in films, and on television.
For a few days at the end of December, I have removed the
usual news page items, to mark the eighth anniversary of Alan's
death. The normal page contents will return after Alan's birthday
in February.
Alan's Candle
Nine years ago, in December 2002, I spent a fortnight in England
during the holidays. My husband Tom and I were in London with
our daughter for a while, and then we all drove to Somerset,
where we had rented a 15th century barn, for a Christmas house
party with Rosemary and Duncan Geddes (Alan's secretary and her
husband).
It was a happy time - the weather
was mild, London was festive, and Alan seemed finally on the
mend after several months of recovery from hip replacement surgery.
His knighthood would be announced in a week.
He was still visiting his orthopaedist
regularly, but could joke about the cane he sometimes still used.
One afternoon he came in with a gift bag. "I was leaving
my doctor's surgery," he said, "when I realized that
it would be nice to give you all something to remember me by
in the country at Christmas. So I HOBBLED into a shop..."
(he grinned, making the most of the huge effort his thoughtfulness
had cost him) "... and found this."
It was a large, lightly scented
candle. He had written "Karen" on the bag, and on the
tissue wrapping added a Christmas greeting to all of us.
In Castle Cary, our hosts had
decorated the stone barn for our arrival. There was a small Christmas
tree with winking lights, and festoons of holly, ivy and mistletoe
on picture frames; a bowl of oranges, chocolates and Christmas
crackers greeted us. The grass and hedgerows were very green;
a tree outside the lounge window was glowing with red berries,
and over a tall fence cattle could be heard, lowing.
We put the candle in the center
of the dining table, where it scented the room. We toasted Alan
by its light, never thinking that it would be our last holiday
with him.
In Memoriam
At his death on 27 December 2003 there was an outpouring of
affection and respect for Alan from friends, fans, colleagues,
the media. I have gathered the best tributes, my own message
and an account of the September Royal Court Celebration in a
permanent Archive section, In Memoriam.
Carole Zucker Remembers Her Bates Interview
A month or so ago I had an email from Carole Zucker, the author
of the excellent 1999 book "In the Company of Actors,"
a volume of in-depth interviews with an elite group of performers,
including Alan. She was wondering why her Bates interview had disappeared from the
BA. I was dismayed - I had no idea that it was gone, but I repaired
the link right away, and I encourage you to read all three parts.
While we were corresponding, I asked her if she remembered the
circumstances of her interview, and if so, could she write it
up for our Christmas issue.
It turns out that she already had written a blog entry about
the interview, and I quote from it here, with her permission:
I met with Alan Bates after a lot of hemming and hawing
on his part - he was a most reluctant interviewee who vacillated
continuously about meeting with me, something I later learned
he was famous for. It was "yes," "sorry,"
"maybe" for about a year. We finally met up in Rome,
where he was filming a television movie, and I just happened
to be on vacation.
Alan and I had a late dinner in the restaurant at the hotel
in which he was staying. I have to admit at the outset that I
had a tremendous crush on Alan from the time I was a young teenager,
after seeing him onstage in New York. So I was that much more
nervous about meeting someone I really idolized for a long time
(and the nude wrestling scene in "Women in Love" only
added to my infatuation).
He was as charming as I had imagined he would be, as he
tucked into his fish dinner. I never eat when I am interviewing
someone over a meal - it's too much to focus on at the same time.
Alan was often evasive, but he was always deeply thoughtful about
his responses rather than giving rote answers, which is
the problem with someone who does a lot of interviews. I found
Alan to be entirely grateful for the career he had, that it had
lasted for so long, and gone through so many changes, and he'd
been granted such a variety of roles to play.
Alan also showed tremendous interest in me, which was surprising
- most actors want to talk about themselves, and that really
is the whole point - not to talk about me. But I had to keep
reminding Alan that I was interviewing him, and not the other
way around. He had a great curiosity about people and that kind
of power of observation is part of what makes a great actor.
I had just seen Alan in a Simon Gray play, "Life Support";
it was one of many of Gray's plays that Alan had worked in, the
most acclaimed, probably being "Butley". the role of
a lifetime. "Life Support" was essentially a one man
show, in which he played a husband at the bedside of his comatose
wife; he tries to rouse her to consciousness. ... As is clear
from the interview, he was a person who did not like absolutes
and dead-on clarity; he wanted to remain open to any impulses
that hit him during the rehearsal period.
Alan liked to play cat and mouse and to take a counter-position
just for fun, which made the interview process more tricky for
me, but challenging and entertaining. Sometimes, one feels that
people are making comments to irritate you, but with Alan, it
seemed like his normal modus operandi. Alan was by turns amusing,
teasing, testing, but always generous and sensitive - a completely
loveable man.
I was genuinely distressed when he died only a few years
later of cancer at the age of 69, but I was happy that he got
to play another great role in "Gosford Park", as the
main butler at the center of the film's intrigue, before his
untimely death. A really great loss for British acting.
Here is one of Alan's most amusing Hardy readings, from the
National Trust recording "Thomas Hardy, Words and Music."
It comes to you with the very best wishes for a safe and happy
holiday season, from the Bates Archive.
"Absent-Mindedness in a Parish Choir."
from Life's Little Ironies, by Thomas Hardy


Karen
Rappaport
The British Theatre Guide interview featuring
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and was Sir Alan's official website.
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