Good week for Sheridan Smith. The West End actress found her lost dog through the power of Twitter, Battersea Dogs Home and everybody in the country being just a little bit in love with her.
Bad week for the Royal Opera House. And spelling.
Good week for Whoopi Goldberg fans. The actress is braving the transatlantic flight again to return to Sister Act for five performances in October.
Bad week for fact-checkers at The Guardian. Derek Brown this week wrote that “For more than three years, the lovely Warwickshire town of Stratford-upon-Avon has been without its best-known residents, the actors, directors, stagehands and spear-carriers of the Royal Shakespeare Company (RSC).” Mr Brown need only read his own newspaper to learn that said theatrical types have not been absent during the building renovations. Oh, and don’t forget that far from being “lovely”, Stratford is “a dump” and “living proof that the English still don’t know how to live”.
Good week for Charles Spencer. After savaging (I’m not kidding – read it) Caledonia he apparently came close to taking to the barricades in protest at Deathtrap’s press night going up late. Don’t know about you, but personally, I like this new hard-nosed, no BS approach from The Telegraph.
Bad week for everybody’s favourite meta-theatrical thriller, which didn’t go down nearly as well with the critics on opening night as it did with the bloggers in previews. Michael Coveney got to do a lot of name dropping though, so that’s the main thing.
Good week for Up The West End. The leading lights (well, at least the leading footlights) of London theatre met this week to discuss the future of the review-aggregation site. My reliable source assures me that, basically, world domination awaits.
Bad week for Tom Stoppard, who told The Telegraph “he would like to be killed by a falling bookcase”.