Go behind the scenes of the National Theatre’s production of War Horse.
War Horse is the most successful show in the National Theatre’s history. After two seasons at the NT it transferred to London’s West End and it was here that William Rycroft joined the company for what he thought would be six months. Four and a half years later he took his final bow having seen the show become a global smash-hit, spawning productions on Broadway, in Australia, China and other countries as it toured the world. Royal visits, glamorous guests, a Hollywood film adaptation from Steven Spielberg and a live broadcast to millions across the globe all followed too. Amidst all this, a company of over 30 actors trooped out on stage each night, 8 shows a week, in front of a thousand people and told that story as if it was the first time.
What does it feel like to perform in front of the Queen? Or Steven Spielberg? Or your celebrity crush? How do you keep sane performing the same show night after for night, more than 1,700 times? What do you learn about yourself as an actor in such a demanding show? What do you learn about yourself as a person on something so all-consuming? This behind-the-scenes look at a theatrical phenomenon tells us plenty about theatre but just as much about friendship, family and working together.
Those that saw the show may be surprised to discover some of the antics that went on whilst they watched. Those that didn’t will learn that there are seven different ways to cry, why actors need to play, and how it feels to be in a play about the First World War for longer than the actual war itself! Is it weird to watch Benedict Cumberbatch say your lines on the silver screen? Do you still get nervous after so long? How do you move on after such a unique experience? Step backstage for a unique view on the story of a boy and his horse during the Great War.
This is how it begins. I’ve just moved out of London into Hertfordshire with my wife and baby son. The very weekend we hand over the deposit to secure our new rental we find out that our family of three will become a family of four in about eight months time. I currently have no acting work lined up. None at all. Not a thing. But then comes a call: a meeting for War Horse, which has enjoyed two runs at the National Theatre, six months in its new home in the West End and is now looking to recast some roles for another six-month contract. Perfect. I’ve worked at the National before, I have a range of physical skills that will lend themselves perfectly to the show and hopefully lift me above some of the other actors auditioning, I even know that director Marianne Elliott has a young one herself, surely she’ll sympathise with my plight and give me the job just to provide for those two hungry mouths!
The day of the meeting arrives. Now, as a little side note, I should add that the previous day our ageing car had died so catastrophically that it was now being made roadworthy at a garage which had kindly provided a courtesy car so that my now noticeably pregnant wife could take our son up the very steep hill to nursery. Anyway, I make my way to the station to catch my train into London and sense as soon as I enter the building that something isn’t right. I look up at the boards and see lots of horrible turquoise which means cancelled or delayed trains. This is fine. I have left loads of extra time to get there, this being possibly the most important audition of my life, a slight delay is only going to result in my being on time rather than stupidly early. Except that when I get up to the platform I see one of those huge, tilting Pendolino trains stranded on platform 2. These beasts only ever speed through our lowly station, doing that scary tilting thing that apparently helps them maintain speed, but now that the train is stationary all it’s doing is to make it look as though it might topple on its side as well as making it very hard for those in first class to keep all of that freshly roasted coffee in their china cups. This is not a good sign. The signals are all red, the information is sketchy and I have no other way, bar a prohibitively expensive cab, of getting into town.
Over to you
Tuesday, 27 November 2018
Hello lovely readers,
Now that the book is in your hands I have a small favour to ask. You may well have found yourself browsing reviews of things before buying them online or checking the star ratings on films before buying tickets to see it. One of the best ways to spread the word about the book and to encourage others to pick it up is with a short review. One reader has already popped one…
If you like it then you should put your name in it
Wednesday, 18 July 2018
Well hello there!
It's been a while. And that's because we've been doing the nitty gritty of this publishing lark; editing that text into shape, copy-editing it into perfection, designing a cover so all the pages don't fall apart. And do you know what? We're neary there. So nearly in fact that the fine folks at Unbound need to finalise the names that will appear in the back of the book.…
Wednesday, 4 April 2018
Oh, hello there. Remember me? I know it's been an age since you heard about the War Horse book but the good news is that stuff has been happening. First of all, the book's finished! I've been getting in touch with all of those who are named in the book to make sure that they're happy to be mentioned. Thankfully everyone has said yes. If you haven't heard from me then well done, you've avoided…
Dude, where's my book?
Thursday, 5 October 2017
This year marked the 20th anniversary of leaving my drama school, LAMDA. To mark the occasion we organised a boozy meet-up at the pub that used to be our local (now, of course, transformed into a sterile gastro pub-type affair). Was it just a full-on luvvie fest of hugs and smooches? Well, yes, eventually, but the evening began, as people slowly arrived with the repeated question, ‘WHERE’S MY…
The best thing about backing a book on Unbound
Thursday, 1 June 2017
If you’ve already backed a book on Unbound you will know what I’m about to say. If backing mine was your first then you will get to know it. If you’ve never pledged here then you need to read this whole thing because I’m basically trying to convince you. Heads up.
One of the greatest things about backing a book on Unbound is seeing your name in the back of the finished book.
I don’t say this…
There ain't no party like an...
Tuesday, 16 May 2017
Unbound Pledge Party!
Yes, that was an S-Club 7 reference.
No, I'm not ashamed.
Yes, that is worrying.
On Monday 22 May I will be taking part in the Unbound Pledge Party #2 at Gower Street Waterstones. This is basically a literary Dragon's Den where I, and seven other authors, will have 5 minutes to pitch our book to the assembled crowd and hopefully gain some…
Wednesday, 26 April 2017
I didn't mean to update you again so soon, and this will be very brief, but those of you who read the Sunday Times may have recognised a certain someone on page 3 of last weekend's edition. In a piece on Nicholas Hytner's memoir about life during his tenure at the National Theatre there was a gigantic picture of me jumping the wire, weapon raised, moustache stretched to its limit as…
Thursday, 20 April 2017
I just got my calculator out and that’s basically a third of the way there.
In a month.
Give yourselves a round of applause. All 180 of you.
Now stop clapping, you’re going to confuse people around you.
Thank you, once again, all of you, it’s wonderful to have your support. One of the best things about this journey so far is that I’ve spoken to…
A big thank you and an even bigger announcement.
Saturday, 25 March 2017
I want to start by saying a huge thank you.
To those of you who have already pledged for the book (and there's over one hundred of you already) - you are clearly brilliant people. It means so much to have your support straight out of the gate and, if you haven't already, feel free to announce your philanthropy to the world. Let people know on the social media platform of your…
These people are helping to fund All Quiet on the West-End Front.