Waiting for Godot performed in Khayelitsha


Photos: Damian Crook

One look at the sprawling shacks literally across the road from the O.R. Tambo Sports Centre in Khayelitsha and the seemingly endless agony of waiting for a better life is quite apparent. At a once-off performance here on a cold Monday evening (August 2), Waiting for Godot, Samuel Beckett’s masterpiece and a watershed play in the history of theatre, struck an immediate chord.

The British production directed by Sean Mathias started at the Theatre Royal Haymarket in London’s West End and is on a world tour, with a cast that includes Sir Ian McKellen. The renowned actor is well known to a wide audience for his role as Gandalf in the blockbuster film trilogy The Lord of the Rings.

Godot is perceived to be a notoriously difficult text. When first performed in London in 1955, it was greeted with incomprehension. The story goes that critic Harold Hobson left the auditorium, but was persuaded to go back inside and trust the experience. The legendary critic Kenneth Tynan, required a few weeks to understand the work, but then concluded: the play ‘forced me to re-examine the rules which had hitherto governed the drama’. Beckett went on to receive the Nobel Prize.

It might be a revelation for those who intellectualize Beckett, how the local citizens of Khayelitsha, many with limited exposure to formal theatre, enjoyed and understood the performance. After all, Athol Fugard directed a production of Godot in 1962 at the Rehearsal Room in Johannesburg with an all-black cast. One of the earliest productions was in San Quentin prison, where Beckett’s absurdity is still all too real.

Mathias and his cast were determined despite real logistical challenges to tour to Khayelitsha, if only for one performance. They describe it as a highlight of their world tour. McKellen has also been visiting schools in the area. He has now performed this production of Godot in 17 theatres.

When we arrive at the hall, they are still rehearsing, having re-blocked the performance for this one show.

An audience of around 600 gathered, about a third white, among all of them many recognisable faces from the arts community. People started queuing from 5pm; the play was scheduled to start at 6pm, but “curtain” – there was of course no curtain or proscenium arch – “went up” only at 6:30pm. A marimba band entertained patrons while they waited.

Admission was on a “pay-what-you-can” basis. The box office says tickets sold for as little as ten cents, while one person paid R1000. People continued to trickle in right up until interval, filling the stands at the back of the hall.

Dressed as a dishevelled tramp, McKellen (Estragon/Gogo) enters first, removing his boot to show a bleeding, suppurating foot. When Gogo says: “We’ve no rights anymore? . . . We’ve lost our rights?’, you can feel the audience’s ears prick up.

Soon he and his vagrant cohort, Vladimir (Roger Rees) are talking of hanging themselves from a tree, which will give them the added benefit of an erection. There is loud laughter. The entire evening is punctuated with applause and laughter. Gasps when Lucky (Brendan O’Hea), with his sad face, enters with a rope lead noosed around his neck, weighted down with a huge leather bag, wicker-basket and folding chair. His master, Pozzo (Matthew Kelly), has all the comic horror of the child-killing clown in the film of Stephen King’s It. When he demands of the homeless men: ‘Waiting? . . . Here? On my land?’, a series of ‘Yo! Yo! Yo!’ is emitted by a woman sitting behind me. There are protests as Lucky is called “pig”, “hog”, and obediently holds Pozzo’s whip in his mouth – the subjugated complicit in his oppression; dead silence when Rees shouts: ‘It’s a scandal! . . . To treat a man like that!”; loud chuckles and pointing as McKellen gnaws Pozzo’s discarded chicken bones from the floor.

More applause after Lucky’s avalanche of a monologue ends with his collapse; belly laughs when the exhausted Lucky topples over again and Gogo says, ‘Oh, his doing it on purpose’.

Near the conclusion of Act 1, a follow-spotlight accompanied by an eerie sound effect falls on the two tramps. Someone in the audience mutters, “Ooh! Police!”

In the second half when the characters all crumple in a heap, children squeal with delight.

The performance ends to whistles, cheers, and synchronised clapping. The actors exit the stage into the audience, shaking hands, posing for photographs on cellphones. It has been a success.

Waiting for Godot closes at the Fugard Theatre on August 14.
Tel: 021-461 4554.

Interview with Sir Ian McKellen (published in the Mail & Guardian, August 2010)
Brent Meersman

Sir Ian McKellen is in Cape Town to perform in Samuel Beckett’s watershed tragicomedy, Waiting for Godot, at the Fugard Theatre. As we walk down the atmospherically lit corridor with its exposed brick and warm wooden floors, McKellen is touching the walls, the corners, as if reading Braille, almost fondling this magnificent old building. “The most beautiful theatre in the country,” I comment. “More than just this country,” he says.

Sir Ian, with his pale blue eyes and the handsome face of a character actor, is a fetching 71-year-old, despite having grown his hair and leaving it rather dishevelled for the part of the vagrant he is currently playing. His dress is bohemian too; more about comfort than fashionability.

He speaks measuredly, as you’d expect a knighted actor, one who has clearly absorbed much of the wisdom of the great playwrights he performs. So when he chooses to use the f-word (very occasionally) it has a particular impact.

Brent Meersman: It may come as a surprise to many South Africans that you have a relationship with this country, specifically the new South Africa. I first saw you in 1994 at the Theatre on the Bay.

Sir Ian McKellen: Sean [Mathias, the director] and I came as part of a group from the National Theatre of Great Britain in September 1994, and the [general] election had happened in April. This was the National Theatre’s thank you to the Market [Theatre]. I made a few connections, and one of the things we did on that occasion was to march. I think it was the second gay rights march in Johannesburg. Tony Sher and his partner Greg [Doran] and I made a banner saying ‘UK’, and we carried that; we were the UK representatives on the march. There was some abuse. So I felt a little bit part of South Africa.

Edwin Cameron was making a submission to get sexuality in the constitution as grounds on which you could not discriminate. I was invited back to do that show [A Knight Out], which I did at Camps Bay, Durban, and the Market [Theatre]. And on that trip, I went to lobby the new president [he smiles, pauses, and avoids saying Mandela], at the ANC headquarters with Simon Nkoli and Phumzile Mthethwa [he pronounces her name perfectly].

So, I have a big emotional connection with the country. I have come back here on holiday half a dozen times and when I was doing The Prisoner [TV mini-series]. But this is the first time I’ve been in a play here.

BM: By having yourself and Patrick [Stewart], the X-Men reunited in Godot [at the Haymarket Theatre, London], was there a conscious strategy to bring Beckett to the generation that dwells mostly in Middle Earth?

IM: It was all too good from a publicity point of view, wasn’t it? Some people do come to see Gandalf, and they’re not disappointed, because I have a beard. We’ve had some very young kids, 9-year-olds, who have dragged their parents along. I think you can bring kids to this, because it’s not complicated. A kid doesn’t have to keep asking what are they doing?

I think there must have been a lot of productions that tried to explain, had a running commentary going alongside the text. These guys [in Godot] have no job, not enough to eat, nowhere to live, and they are hoping their situation will improve; that’s the plot really; that’s not difficult.

BM: How is acting in film different from stage?

IM: There are many ways up the mountain, many ways of acting. One might involve ropes, one might involve just walking, but you’re still climbing up the mountain. I couldn’t act in any medium unless I was using my imagination and feeling what it would be like to be the person. On film, you have to do that in intense little bursts . . . in the moment that it is being filmed. So you must be feeling it, and being it, and sensing it, and you must not be presenting; the camera will observe what you’re doing and will then literally project it…In the theatre, you have to do more, and it’s more rewarding because of that. You’re more engaged – in every possible way. You have to be outside yourself as you are inside yourself, which you don’t have to do in cinema. . . A lot of filming is being ready for the moment when you have to do it. Theatre is one long take and no director in sight; just you and the audience. But you won’t be able to act in either medium unless your imagination is engaged.

BM: It seems the stentorian-voiced actor with the grand gestures is no longer believable. Perhaps our exposure to film is responsible. Stage acting, the best, have become more naturalistic.

IM: It has, yes. However, we have played this show in very large spaces, 1400 people, large for a Beckett play. The people in the front have to cope with you playing to the back, but that’s part of the experience of theatre. My own career has been a journey towards being as real as possible. David Garrick and [Richard] Burbage were praised for being very real, but we know they didn’t act the way we do. There are fashions in acting. It’s not enough just to behave, you can’t just be Gogo [Estragon in Godot], you have to present as well. Playing King Lear, you can’t just be an old man, because you’re speaking in verse. There’s something extra . . . Lear is not Coronation Street.

BM: But then you have ‘Godot’, which is something that can only be done on stage. You can’t film it.

IM: Yes, yes. Beckett was asked once to look at an excerpt of Godot on television, and he said, “No, no, no. My characters are trapped on the open space of the stage.” It’s full of that quirky awareness that the audience should have that they are watching a play. The play says yes, you are watching a play. Gogo looks at the audience and says, “Inspiring prospects. Let’s go.”

BM: What do you make of television?

IM: I’m intrigued by TV, but it has rather passed me by. It’s interesting how to act on television, and of course it’s being in people’s homes. Almost all TV now is film. There was a time when you had four cameras on you . . . a technical exercise. I’ve done quite a lot [Coronation Street, Rasputin, The Prisoner], but I’ve never quite understood it.

BM: Why do you act?

IM: Well I act now because it’s what I can do. I have learned how to do it, and I enjoy finding out more about it, and I’m not frightened of it; and it fascinates me. It’s more than a hobby, and not just a way of life either; it’s a craft really . . . as much as somebody who makes chairs; and I can make all sorts of different chairs.

I became an actor because I didn’t know how to do it, and that intrigued me . . . I came to acting through being an audience. My father knew the manager of the local variety theatre. I used to go and stand in the wings and watch these acts – comics, singers, animal performers, magicians. I tried to work out what happened when they stepped from the dark of the wings, from the dust and the misery really;[they were] not paid much, dreadful dressing rooms, awful digs. But, stepping into the light and transforming. Well, I wanted to be a part of that. I didn’t quite know how to do it, it seemed to me the most exciting thing a person could do.

I think that was mixed up with being gay. At the time I became an actor, it was illegal for me to make love. Therefore, there was a lot that was secret, but not on stage. There I could be open, and share my emotions, and draw attention to myself in a way that in real life I couldn’t; I had to deflect attention in case someone discovered the truth.

BM: I’ve always thought gay people often made good actors, because they knew from an early age how to play a part; the fear of discovery makes one very convincing.

IM: Yes, I think there must be a connection there. And I heard one could meet gay people in the theatre. There were no clubs or bars in Bolton [where McKellen grew up], no literature, no lesbian-gay society, no gay newspapers, nothing. But in the theatre I’d heard there were ‘queers’, and an atmosphere of acceptance that was not true of the rest of the world.

I became proud to be an actor. My proudest day was when I got my equity union card. I was part of a band now of people I admired; and I joined a club; it made me feel safe.

BM: In ‘Gods and Monsters’, Whale [McKellen’s character] says as a gay boy in a working class family he was like a giraffe harnessed to a plough. You however, were spared that?

IM: Yes. My parents admired actors. My father was worried I wouldn’t earn any money, so we agreed I’d try it for two years. I’m still trying [he smiles ironically]. It wasn’t thought odd by my family to be an actor.

BM: Hollywood seems as homophobic as ever, except for English actors. How does one address that prejudice?

IM: There are some young gay actors in Hollywood. The oddity is that if you cross the continent of America to New York, Tony Award winners are constantly thanking their boyfriends from the stage. What I have noticed about internalised homophobia is everyone thinks theirs is a special situation. I can’t come out as a politician, because no one will vote for me; I can’t come out as a teacher, because the parents will complain; I can’t come out as a actor because… Well the ‘because’ in Hollywood is that the advertisers on TV wouldn’t like it…But my film career took off only when I came out. So I don’t know, your life is better once you’re out.

BM: What they regret is not coming out.

IM: Absolutely, like me. Now Rupert Everett recently said he’d advise a young actor to consider not coming out, because their career will suffer . . . I say to young actors in Hollywood that if you are so mad to be in movies that you will lie about yourself, and live a lie, and constantly be hiding; is any career worth that? If you want to be in movies become an openly gay makeup artist, openly gay director, screenwriter manager, masseur, agent. They’re all there. It’s only the actors. Don’t ask don’t tell is an obscene instruction.

BM: Okay, the obligatory question: what’s next?

IM: There is the possibility still that The Hobbit will be made into two movies. But there is a finance problem, because MGM has collapsed . . . MGM is currently 133 bankers, and they all have to sign off on the bottom line.

I thought of working less regularly . . . but then hang on, the time will come when the pins give way and memory goes – it’s happening to people my age, they can’t work anymore. So whilst I can, why don’t I? . . . I was saying to Sean [Mathias], coming to this theatre, if this were in London within a bus ride of my home, I’d move in. I’d just like to work here; do plays. Would love that!