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Terry Gavan – HN.ca News/Entertainment
Educating Rita – Directed by Laurence Follows
Written By Willy Russell
Northern Lites Pavilion – August 2-12, 2011 – 8PM Sharp!
Starring Kathryn Boyd and Brian Kipping.
The fabulous comedy, Educating Rita opens on August 2 at the Northern Lites here in Haliburton.
Highlands Summer Festival veterans Brian Kipping and Kathryn Boyd star in this two act, two-person play about a student… and her teacher.
It is a story of reclamation, hope, and love. Above all it encompasses colliding epiphanies.
It’s not a love story. Per se.
Unless one can fall in love with learning. Hmm.
Anthropomorphism? Books take on life when they are grasped by throat. And thrown onto a table with turgid disgust. Can you hate a book? Can we love a book?
And now, I stand corrected: This is a love story.
About a reclusive heavy drinking and iconoclastic English Lit professor – Frank – who has lost all faith in the power of the written word.
And an intellectual ingenue who enters Frank’s untidy office as part of a liberal arts initiative.
The hairdresser – Rita – finds her niche on the page. Through Peer Gynt, Prince Hal and Forster.
All the young woman wants to do is change.
And all the professor wants is Rita – without encumbrance.
Because as we all know.
Electricity exists thru polar disconnects.
There is a yin for every yan.
EM Forster’s Howards End remains a stalking horse of sorts. Forster’s novel the foil. A stumbled block.
“Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon.
Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height.
Live in fragments no longer. Only connect, and the beast and the monk, robbed of the isolation that is life to either, will die.”
That spice from Howards End spills into an unkept waste bin. On Frank’s office floor.
Without passion; no prose.
The love story?
And two disconnected souls.
Find meaning in the sermon.
And new life in the connection.
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