Hamilton Gibson Productions Logo

      I'm ending up playing a small role in Calendar Girls.

      thI'm ending up playing a small role in Calendar Girls. I wasn't intending to—health issues, family stress, lots of other things going on with HG, but I couldn't find anyone else with the body type, age, availability to play it. It's a small role, but it's the guy who dies. It's the guy who the women of Knapeley village in Yorkshire visit in the hospital and have to sit on an awful uncomfortable settee in the waiting room which leads to an exploration of how they can make money to replace it. It's the guy who has a wonderful love relationship with his wife. All of this in about 28 lines.

      The fellow has chemo treatments so he loses his hair. I decided I could shave my head. The one time in my life that I did shave my head was when I was 22 and I had mono so I wasn't going out much and no one would see me. I don't have a beautiful bald head like some guys. After I made the decision that yes I'll shave my head I realized already I was walking around in this guy's skin, as well as anyone who has lost their hair due to chemo treatments. Even before I shave it—I'm going to wait until right before the play opens—I'm experiencing stares, all in my mind of course, but I'm feeling it just the same. Perhaps the stares we imagine are more weighty that the actual stares I will experience. And though I don't like the stares—real or imaginary—I tell myself that this is healthy to walk around in someone else's skin.

      In those few lines in the play, the couple have just brief dialogue exchanges that make me really sad. It's a beautiful relationship and it has to end. The character is fairly young—late 50s—to be dying and lately this has all made me sad. Our community recently experienced the death due to cancer of a very young child and it's simply overwhelmingly sad. I have a friend whom I have known for 45 years and he is battling cancer nearly living in the hospital.

      The character Chris, sort of the ringleader of the calendar girls and Annie's best friend, sums up the whole motivation for the creation of the calendar and powerfully purposes that anything she can do to put a dent in the devastation that cancer can cause she will do—even if it means posing nude for a calendar. I'm not sure that producing this play is going to put a dent in cancer's destruction but I'm hoping I am a better person by being part of this production.

      Comments powered by CComment

      © 2018 Hamilton Gibson Productions. All Rights Reserved. Designed By ElectronMonkey LLC