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                  | Programme Cover |  A 
                Kind of Alaska (1982)Gate Theatre
 Directed by Karel Reisz, sets and costumes by Liz Ascroft, lighting 
                by
 Mick Hughes. With Brid Brennan, Stephen Brennan 
                and Penelope Wilton.
 
                
                  | Alice Tully Hall Monday, July 16 at 8p.m.
 Tuesday, July 17 at 8p.m.
 Friday, July 20 at 8p.m.
 Saturday, July 21 at 8p.m.
 |  One 
                For The Road (1984)Gate Theatre
 Directed by Robin Lefevre, sets and costumes by Liz Ascroft, lighting 
                by
 Mick Hughes. Cast includes Harold Pinter and Indira 
                Varma.
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                  | John Jay College Theater Wednesday, July 18 at 8p.m.
 Thursday, July 19 at 8p.m.
 Friday, July 20 at 8p.m.
 Saturday, July 21 at 2p.m.
 Saturday, July 21 at 8p.m.
 Sunday, July 22 at 3p.m.
 |  The 
                Homecoming (1964)Gate Theatre
 Directed by Robin Lefevre, sets by Eileen Diss, lighting by 
                Mick Hughes,
 costumes by Dany Everett. With Nick Dunning, Ian Hart, Ian Holm, 
                John
 Kavanagh, Jason O'Mara, and Lia Williams.
 
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                  | Clark Studio Theater Wednesday, July 25 at 6p.m.
 Thursday, July 26 at 6p.m.
 Friday, July 27 at 6p.m.
 Saturday, July 28 at 6p.m.
 Sunday, July 29 at 6p.m.
 |  Landscape 
                (1967)Gate Theatre
 Directed by Karel Reisz, sets by Eileen Diss, lighting by Mick 
                Hughes,
 costumes by Dany Everett. With Stephen Brennan 
                and Penelope Wilton
 
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                  | Clark Studio Theater Thursday, July 19 at 8.30p.m.
 Friday, July 20 at 8.30p.m.
 Saturday, July 21 at 6.30p.m.
 Sunday, July 22 at 6.30p.m.
 |  Monologue 
                (1972)Almeida Theatre
 Directed by Gari Jones, sets by Eileen Diss, lighting by Mick 
                Hughes,
 costumes by Dany Everett. With Henry Woolf.
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 The 
                Room (1957)Almeida Theatre
 Directed by Harold Pinter, sets by Eileen Diss, lighting by  
                Mick Hughes,
 costumes by Dany Everett. With Keith Allen, Lindsay Duncan, George 
                Harris,
 Stephen Pacey, Lia Williams, and Henry Woolf.
 
 
                
                  | La Guardia Drama Theater Tuesday, July 24 at 8p.m.
 Wednesday, July 25 at 8p.m.
 Thursday, July 26 at 8p.m.
 Friday, July 27 at 8p.m.
 Saturday, July 28 at 8p.m.
 |  Celebration 
                (2000) U.S. Premiere
 Almeida Theatre
 Directed by Harold Pinter, sets by Eileen Diss, lighting by  
                Mick Hughes,
 costumes by Dany Everett. With Keith Allen, Lindsay Duncan, Dany 
                Dyer,
 Stephen Pacey, Nina Raine, Emily Strawson, Andy de la Tour, Indira 
                Varma,
 Thomas Wheatley, Lia Williams, and Susan Woodridge.
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 Mountain 
                Language (1988)Royal Court Theatre
 Directed by Katie Mitchell, sets and costumes by Vickie Mortimer, 
                lighting by
 Paule Constable. With Gabrielle Hamilton, Anastasia Hille, Paul 
                Hilton, and
 Geoffrey Streatfield
 
                 
                  | John Jay College Theater Thursday, July 26 at 8p.m.
 Friday, July 27 at 8p.m.
 Saturday, July 28 at 8p.m.
 Sunday, July 29 at 3p.m.
 |  Ashes 
                to Ashes (1996)
 Royal Court Theatre
 Directed by Katie Mitchell, sets and costumes by Vickie Mortimer, 
                lighting by
 Paule Constable. Cast includes Anastasia Hille
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                  |  Harold Pinter & Indira Varma in One for the Road
 Photographer: Alastair Muir
 |  The New York Times - Friday 27th 
                July 2001 Celebration, Lincoln Center Festival, New York, USA
 Pinter's Silences, Richly Eloquent
 Well, they have come up in the world, haven't they? Look at them, 
                all tarted up in designer swank and swilling Champagne. And in 
                a fancy, noisy restaurant, to boot, where you can't even hear 
                those famous silences that have long defined their tribe. But 
                make no mistake. The high-end hedonists who are whooping it up 
                so entertainingly in a fat little play called 'Celebration' are 
                definitely Pinter people. They are as brutal and scared and loutish 
                and lonely as any of their predecessors, and they too demonstrate 
                the principle that dialogue is less a two-way street than a juxtaposition 
                of speakers talking their way through separate mazes. So don't 
                let appearances fool you. The ritzy loudmouths in 'Celebration', 
                Harold Pinter's most recent play, and the quieter working-class 
                mumblers of 'The Room', the first drama by Mr. Pinter ever produced, 
                have everything in common beneath the surface. And what a treat 
                and a revelation it is to see these two sets of folks, separated 
                by more than 40 years, confirming their similarities on the same 
                stage in the same evening. The double bill of 'Celebration' (2000) 
                and 'The Room' (1957, which runs through tomorrow at La Guardia 
                Drama Theater, is the latest gift from the Pinter Festival at 
                Lincoln Center, and it's something to cherish. First staged by 
                the Almeida Theater Company in London last year, these works testify 
                to a remarkably consistent vision. Even in his mid-20's, it seems, 
                Mr. Pinter had found his voice and rhythms; more remarkably, he 
                has held on to them. Watching 'The Room', which is set in a threadbare 
                boarding house, and 'Celebration', which takes place in an upscale 
                restaurant, you feel no comparative wistfulness, on the one hand, 
                or embarrassment, on the other. You don't begin to think, "Oh, 
                what a shame that he's lost that young freshness and audacity." 
                The man who wrote 'Celebration' may have seen a bit more of the 
                world than the fellow who wrote 'The Room', but he's still looking 
                out at it through the same merciless eyeglasses. Polished to a 
                reflective sheen under Mr. Pinter's direction, with a cast that 
                seems to have stepped straight from its author's dreams, this 
                double bill is as purely pleasurable a slice of Pointer as you're 
                likely to see. Not that it ranks with a fully shaped masterwork 
                like 'The Homecoming', the festival's ravishing highlight of last 
                weekend. But how often do you hear a Pinter play eliciting the 
                nearly non-stop laughter that 'Celebration' does - and not uneasy 
                titters but outright belly laughs? While you'll likely remember 
                'Celebration' as a comedy, its creepier elements remain with you 
                as well, a sense of a world of predators and victims, of intimate 
                strangers and hateful love-making. As for 'The Room', a more obviously 
                ominous work, you'll find yourself chuckling in recollection of 
                such images as the alarm on an old man's face when he sits in 
                a perfectly ordinary chair. These mixed responses are reminders 
                that Mr. Pinter helped to do away with the generic distinctions 
                in theatre. Small wonder that those who like their plays with 
                clearly marked labels (comedy, tragedy, mystery, farce) have never 
                had much use for him. Mr. Pinter insists that life is both a horror 
                show and a laugh riot. Because he's so confident in knowing that 
                he's right, he can expertly have it both ways. 'Celebration' focuses 
                on two groups of diners in a restaurant that London critics were 
                quick to point out is very like the Ivy, a fabled theatre gathering 
                place in the West End. As it happens, these revelers have just 
                come from performances of either the ballet or the opera. Not 
                that they can remember a darn thing about what they saw, including 
                the titles. A man who was at the ballet does note that "none of 
                them could reach the top notes", while a woman observes about 
                the opera she's seen: "Well, there was a log going on. A lot of 
                singing". It goes without saying that these gilded, foul-mouthed 
                souls are just as myopic when it comes to their own table mates 
                (and for that matter, their food), with conversations that usually 
                connect only on the surface, if there. At one table, we find Lambert 
                (Keith Allen) and Julie (Susan Wooldridge), who are celebrating 
                their anniversary with Matt (Andy de la Tour), who is Lamber's 
                brother and married to Prue (Lindsay Duncan), Julie's sister. 
                At the next table is a younger couple, Russell (Steven Pacey) 
                and Suki (Lia Williams, late of 'The Homecoming'). Suki turns 
                out to have some shadowy bond with old Lambert. Russell is a banker, 
                while Matt and Lambert have the classically Pinteresque professions 
                of 'strategy consultants', which means, as one of them says, that 
                'we don't carry guns'. Drifting serenely among these conversations 
                are the restaurant's soigné hosts, Richard (Thomas Wheatley) and 
                Sonia (Indira Varma), who don't even flinch at their customers' 
                combination of scurillousness, lewdness and sentimentality. There 
                is also, most crucially, one very chatty waiter (Dany Dyer), who 
                keeps asking if he might interject a word here and there. It is 
                our great good fortune that he does. Nothing really happens in 
                'Celebration', even by Pinter standards. It's basically all talk, 
                exchanges of insults, skewed platitudes and highly suspect memories 
                described with placid certainty. The subjects, on some level, 
                are almost invariably sex and power. And yet it all packs the 
                tickling wallop of perfectly orchestrated slapstick. Each performer, 
                first of all, behaves badly beautifully. Ms. Williams's stork-legged 
                gamine, whose ditziness has a razor's edge, is a particular delight, 
                but they're all splendid. As is often true with Pinter, what make 
                the dialogue soar is how close these wild strings of non sequiturs 
                come to seem to reality. Listen closely to the talk at t Manhattan 
                power den like Le Cirque late some night, and it probably won't 
                sound so different. Mr. Pinter has also come up with the funniest 
                exercise in name-dropping ever, pricelessly executed by Mr. Dyer's 
                waiter, who recites the famous people known by his grandfather 
                (from Kafka to the Three Stooges) in Homeric catalogs. An air 
                of familiarity also clings to the wintry world of 'The Room', 
                which begins with a bleak-faced woman named Rose (Ms. Duncan) 
                serving breakfast to her husband, Bert (Mr. Pacey), while sustaining 
                a classic Pinter dialogue that is really a monologue (or is it 
                the opposite?). She talks; he doesn't. And yet there's the illusion 
                that a conversation is going on. Hunched self-protectively in 
                a ratty cardigan and head scarf (and looking nothing like the 
                cleavage-flaunting Prue in 'Celebration'). Ms. Duncan is riveting. 
                As Rose natters her way through a thicket of banalities - about 
                the food, the weather and her husband's job as a driver - she 
                emerges as a haunted Pinter prototype, a woman who has retreated 
                into a muffling insularity through terror of the unknown, the 
                unknown, by the way , included her own past. There are visitors, 
                of course, to make life seem even more perilous. (Watch Ms. Duncan's
 
                
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                  | Lindsay Duncan in Celebration Photographer: Alasdair Muir
 |   stricken paralysis when she hears 
                a knock at the door.) Among them, most memorably, is Rose's fretful 
                old landlord, Mr. Kidd, played with Dickensian relish by Henry 
                Woolf. Mr. Woolf (previously seen at the festival in 'Monologue') 
                directed the very first production of 'The Room', in which he 
                originated the role of Mr. Kidd, at the University of Bristol 
                in 1957. He has not, to say the least, grown stale. Every student 
                of acting should watch what Mr. Woolf does when Mr. Kidd first 
                sits down, in a chair he may or may not be familiar with. It's 
                an exemplary, seriously funny duet between a man and a piece of 
                furniture. The warming presence of Mr. Woolf may be the most obvious 
                link between past and present. But the sense of continuity between 
                the plays runs deep. At the center of each is a resonant fear: 
                of change, of the past, of the future. It's evident when Rose 
                speaks about there being no reason to leav her small, shabby self-contained 
                universe, where "no one bothers us". And you hear it in the voice 
                of the waiter in 'Celebration' when he is asked if he's worried 
                about being fired. "To be perfectly hones, I don't think I'd recover 
                if they did a thing like that," he says. "This place is like a 
                womb to me. I prefer to stay in my womb. I strongly prefer that 
                to being born." Well, who wouldn't, given what a scary place everyone 
                is born into? Thank heavens we have Mr. Pinter, who continues 
                to make walking through the darkness such an oddly enlightening 
                experience. Ben Brantley    HAROLD 
                PINTER SYMPOSIA SERIES   Introduction to 
                the work of Harold Pinter Monday, July 16 at 6.00pm
 Michael Billington, theatre critic for The Guardian and 
                author of The Life and Work of Harold Pinter, will speak 
                on the plays of Harold Pinter giving specific focus to the works 
                featured in Lincoln Center Festival 2001
 Playwrights on Pinter: Edward 
                Albee, John Guare and Arthur Miller Thursday, July 19 from 5.30-7.30pm
 Three modern American master playwrights speak about the work 
                of Harold Pinter. Moderated by Mel Gussow of The New York Times
 Actors on Pinter: Ian Holm, Live 
                Schreiber, Henry Woolf and Blythe Danner Friday, July 20 from 5.30-7.00pm
 Distinguished actors talk about their experiences working with 
                Pinter's plays, screenplays and adaptations. Moderated by Austin 
                Quigley, Dean of Columbia College, Columbia University.
 Directors on Pinter: Karel Reisz, 
                Robin Lefevre and Gari JonesSaturday, July 21 from 5.oo - 6.30pm
 Three stage directors of Lincoln Center Festival's Pinter play 
                series discuss their approaches towards Pinter's texts. Moderated 
                by Austin Quigley, Dean of Columbia College, Columbia University.
 Pinter on Pinter Friday, July 27 from 5.30-7.00pm
 Master British playwright Harold Pinter speaks about his own work 
                with Mel Gussow of The New York Times
 The Film 
                Society of Lincoln Center The Spaces Between the Words: A Tribute to Harold Pinter
 July 21 - 31, 2001
 The Pumpkin Eater (Jack Clayton, 
                1964) The Go-Between (Joseph Losey, 1971)
 Accident (Joseph Losey, 1967)
 The Servant (Joseph Losey, 1963)
 The Comfort of Strangers (Paul Schrader, 1991)
 The Quiller Memorandum (Michael Anderson, 1966)
 Langrishe, Go Down (David Jones, 1978)
 The Heat of the Day (Christopher Morahan, 1989)
 The Caretaker (Clive Donner, 1964)
 The Homecoming (Peter Hall, 1973)
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