{"id":1156,"date":"2009-04-25T13:16:20","date_gmt":"2009-04-25T12:16:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dickonedwards.co.uk\/diary\/?p=1156"},"modified":"2009-04-25T13:34:48","modified_gmt":"2009-04-25T12:34:48","slug":"future-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/future-me\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8216;Future Me&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last night: to the Only Connect theatre in King&#8217;s Cross for <a href=\"http:\/\/www.onlyconnectuk.org\/future-me.html\">&#8216;Future Me&#8217;<\/a>, a superb new play about a liberal, middle-class lawyer convicted of paedophilia, and how it affects those around him. On the surface it looks in danger of being a box-checking and hand-wringing Issue Play,\u00c2\u00a0 but thankfully the writing is strong enough to keep it as a good, gripping drama about people first, topical debates second.\u00c2\u00a0 Though that&#8217;s arguably an issue in itself: daring to look at society&#8217;s modern &#8216;monsters&#8217; as even the slightest bit redeemable is too much for some. Had the play been written by, say, a tabloid editor, all the characters would have had to kill themselves in the first five minutes.<\/p>\n<p>In fact, there was a Louis Theroux documentary on TV only this week &#8211; which clocked up a few complaints -\u00c2\u00a0 where he visited a Californian institution of correction for sex offenders. Just like &#8216;Future Me&#8217;, this real-life jail featured a sympathetic, rather sweet man who&#8217;d taken up guitar playing, and a female prison therapist who spoke entirely in therapy jargon. The phrase &#8216;Future Me&#8217; is a rehabilitation term used by the play&#8217;s therapist character, who actually seemed more human than her real-life Californian counterpart in the TV programme.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d been made aware of the play because I&#8217;m acquainted with the actor David Benson, who appears in it as an unrepentant fellow inmate, chillingly peddling intellectual pederast theories. Something of a departure from his one-man show about Kenneth Williams.<\/p>\n<p>Then I heard from my fellow Beautiful &amp; Damned DJ Miss Red at the Boogaloo, aka Robyn Isaac, that she was in it too, as the main character&#8217;s girlfriend. And it turns out the music is by Simon Bookish, whom I slightly know from a third London social scene. So that clinched my attendance.<\/p>\n<p>A play about paedophiles in a theatre in King&#8217;s Cross may seem hardly a big draw for a Friday night, yet the venue (a former Baptist church) is pretty much packed. In the audience I spot the comedian David Mitchell, of Peep Show and Mitchell &amp; Webb fame. I presume he&#8217;s not entirely like his Peep Show character, reluctantly dragged to the theatre by a girlfriend, secretly wishing he was at home watching a DVD of &#8216;Heat&#8217; (&#8216;So much cheaper than seeing a play. And you get Al Pacino AND Robert De Niro.&#8217;)<\/p>\n<p>I go for a drink afterwards with Miss Red and Mr Benson at the nearest pub, The Carpenter&#8217;s Arms, round the corner in King&#8217;s Cross Road. Nice old fashioned place, looking unchanged for decades, and not yet affected by the ongoing gentrification of King&#8217;s Cross. Turns out <a href=\"http:\/\/www.camdennewjournal.co.uk\/archive\/r041104_03.htm\">Sheila Hancock grew up there in the 40s and 50s, <\/a>when her parents ran the bar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night: to the Only Connect theatre in King&#8217;s Cross for &#8216;Future Me&#8217;, a superb new play about a liberal, middle-class lawyer convicted of paedophilia, and how it affects those around him. On the surface it looks in danger of being a box-checking and hand-wringing Issue Play,\u00c2\u00a0 but thankfully the writing is strong enough to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[35,162,163,164],"class_list":["post-1156","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-david-benson","tag-future-me","tag-miss-red","tag-simon-bookish"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1156","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1156"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1156\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1163,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1156\/revisions\/1163"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1156"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1156"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1156"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}