I saw on FB that today is a very big birthday of Peter Michael Goetz, one of the shining actors in the Golden Years of the Guthrie Theater. Although Peter has acted on TV and movies, I think of him as a stage actor. From an acting intern at the Guthrie to Broadway, from small parts to playing leads, from comedy to intense drama. A wide range of roles and captivating in each of them.
This is one of my favorite memories of Peter on the Guthrie stage where he not only played the male lead, he also almost acted as the head usher…albeit it doesn’t portray his acting skills as much as it is an example of why working with him was always fun.
It was a Wednesday matinee of Arsenic and Old Lace, at the Guthrie. There was a large contingent of senior citizens.
(I don’t like that term. I guess I am a senior citizen, but I don’t remember every being called a junior or sophomore citizen. Why can’t we just be called old people? Some people don’t like the idea of growing old; but it certainly is better than not getting any older.)
Anyway, the play had reached the critical exposition scene. The two old aunties, played by Barbara Bryne and Virginia Payne*, are telling their nephew Mortimer, played by Peter Goetz, who the dead body in the window box is and why they put arsenic in his elderberry wine, and about the other dead bodies buried in the cellar.
Three senior citizens, a man and two women, came down the center aisle. The man was holding some tickets and looking down the rows. When they reached the moat, the section that separates the audience from the stage, they continued walking along the audience right of the moat. In the booth the stage manager was trying to get a hold of an usher, and the sound man and myself were laughing. On stage the three actors were trying to keep the play going while glancing slyly at the three patrons.
The three stopped walking the moat, and the old man carefully stepped up the steps to the stage. He held out the tickets and spoke directly to Peter. ‘Sorry we are late. Can you help us find our seats.’ An usher ran down the center aisle and offered assistance to the three.
Surprisingly, the audience didn’t react, perhaps they thought it was a part of the play. Up in the booth though, all three of us reacted. We were laughing so loudly the patrons in the balcony turned around to see where the noise was coming from. And the actors!!!
Peter and Barbara lost it. They both headed upstage and faced the scenery. They tried to keep their laughter from being heard but their bodies shaking gave them away. Thank goodness for Virginia Payne.
Virginia had played the other aunt a year before in the Alley Playhouse in Alley Theatre in Houston, so she was familiar with Barbara’s lines as well as hers. She turned what should have been a dialogue between three people into a monologue. It was a work of art. It moved the play along and gave the other two actors a chance to regain their composure.
Later, in the second act, poor Barbara lost it again. She swatted at a fly that was buzzing around her face. The sleeve of her dress got caught on her earring. Naturally, Peter lost it also. Luckily, it was the end of the scene and the blackout gave them a chance to get offstage.
Just as they did in the first act, both got on the horn backstage and apologized to the stage manager for losing it on stage. And in both incidents, the stage manager told them they weren’t alone. The three in the booth were holding their ribs to try and stop laughing.
There were other times during the run where the cast added additional comedy to the already hilarious production.
In the original script, Peter, whose character is a drama critic. When he first enters he says that he has just come from the Bellasco Theatre. The director, after the first preview decided the audiences weren’t literate enough to know about Bellasco, changed it to the Helen Hayes Theater. Sometimes Peter remembered and said the Helen Hayes Theater, and sometime forgot and called it the Bellasco Theater. Once he forgot both names, paused for a second, and finally blurted out the Cloris Leachman theater. That cracked the booth crew up.
The stage manager told Peter how the electrician and the sound man had a beer bet on if Peter would say Bellasco or Helen Hayes. The following matinee Peter came onstage and looked up at the booth and hollered out that he had just come from the Edmond BOOTH theater. Naturally that cracked the booth crew up.
Another time, thank goodness it was also a matinee, the actor, playing the next old man that the aunties picked out for their arsenic elderberry wine, was sick. His understudy had gotten the job, not because he could act, or even remember his lines; but because he was old.
The understudy stuttered. He stammered. He went up on his lines and he had to get whispered cues from the aunties, on what to say next. Suddenly, with still many lines to say, he bolted for the door. He tripped and fell on the two steps leading to the door. His cane cracked a vase glued on a stand next to the door. He tried to open the door in, forgetting it opened out. He pulled on the door so much the set shook and a stuffed bird, that was on a sill above the door, fell and nearly hit him in the head. When he finally got the door opened, he was holding his cane horizontal, which hit the door and the side of the jam, preventing him to exit. Finally he dropped the cane and went out the door. We cracked up again in the booth.
Ken Ruta, who played the evil brother Jonathon, like to see if he could get Barbara to crack up. He got her one time. The aunties admit while his voice is Jonathon’s, his face isn’t. He pulls out a photo to show them how he looked before his plastic surgery. He always had different picture, like Clark Gable or Marilyn Monroe. The time she cracked was a picture of a naked body builder with the face of Barbara’s husband, Denny Spence, superimposed on it.
*Virginia Payne was the one and only Ma Perkins. Ma Perkins was the most successful daytime soap opera on the radio. It was sponsored by Oxydol Soap, and hence the name of soap opera was born. It was so popular that it ran on NBC and CBS at the same time.
It was the story of an old lady who was loved by all and gave out down home advice. Virginia got the part from the first even though at age 27, she certainly was not an old lady. In the 27 year run, five days a week, Virginia never missed one episode. When the show finally ended, Virginia was the highest paid actor in daytime radio.
She was Ma Perkins. In the season she was at the Guthrie she was loved and respected by everyone at the theater. She only spent that one season because the next year she was too sick to work. She died shortly afterwards. What a sweet person!
(The old Guthrie Theater building is long gone, replaced by a beautiful complex overlooking the Mississippi. The old system of having plays in repertoire by a season long acting company is also long gone. Some of the actors, Peter being one of them return periodically to act in a play; but like the years at the old Guthrie, most of them are just memories of us Senior Citizens.)
The Guthrie has just reopened with a new production of
A Christmas Carol
A tradition started back in the day of the Old Guthrie
Please Stay Safe these upcoming holidays
Vaccinations-masks-avoid big gatherings
They don’t make them (people, playhouses, and characters) like that anymore. Thanks for sharing with us old people.
Now ain’t they missing a lot with all their ‘progress’
Thanks Don. That has always been a favorite anecdote of the good old days. D Larsen
Great memories, Dwight.
Lovely story, Don. Great ‘behind the scenes’ (and on stage) personal recollections that bring the actors to life as human beings, not just characters in a play. Happy Birthday to Peter.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thank you, Pete, and Peter thanks you also.
Memories sometimes make me sad because I can’t go back there.
I agree, GP.
Oh yes, Joy, it was great fun.
I loved reading about the real-life adventures of this particular cast and crew. Thank you. Sounds like you have spent a lot of time in the theater world.
Spnt 45 years in the biz and because so many of my sons and nephews still work in it, sometimes I feel I never left it.
I thoroughly enjoyed this story, Don, especially the humor. Those days at the Guthrie must have been wonderful. I had no idea where the term ‘soap opera’ came from. What a treat to meet the real Ma Perkins.
Yes, Jennie, they were wonderful years and my greatest pleasure working show was doing the performances that had a lot of kids in the audience. I had a stool right next to the lighting counsel and often there would be youngster sitting there watching the show. ‘
Virginia Payne had quite a few child actors playing her nephew and they would come to the G to see their ‘aunt’. They loved her.
Wonderful memories, Don! I’m not surprised you loved the performances where children were in the audience. And clearly Virginia was the real deal in kindness.
I think she would have made a great school teacher, especially with the little ones…
I will remember the three handing their tickets to the actors for a long time. What a great story.
Thank you, Elizabetn. So glad you liked it.
Your took me back to being in the high school dramatic group. Our stock in trade was comedies. I remember the key was to think what you were doing or saying was perfectly sensible and normal. But such fun in rehearsals. Long time since I have had a really good crack up laugh.
I can imagine you cutting up on and off stage, Gwen. I am so glad I brought back warm memories to you. And I hoe you have a good crack up laugh soon.
We did a version of Romeo and Juliet where the Montagues and Capulets were fighting because one supported Aussie Rules and the other Rugby League. To translate – both are codes of football, with distinct differences, and are popular in different states, with a history of intense rivalry going back more than a century. We wrote most of the script ourselves, and those workshops were hilarious. And yes! Your blog did make me crack up.
Watched a film last night on Laurel and Hardy. Such fun to see that style of humour revisited.
What a concept for a Romeo/Juliet take off! It must have really been fun. Like you I watch L&H when I want a lift out of the doldrums. I also love WC Fields and the Marx Brothers. I avoid the 3 Stooges.
Stay Safe,Gwen, and have Happy Holidays.
There’s nothing like live theatre! What great memories. I was also intrigued by your reference to the first soap opera.
So happy you enjoyed it.
MY MY! such sweet memories. Can’t buy that.
Have a great Christmas old timer. LoL!
Thanks JC. And back at you and yours regards having a great Christmas.
Old people – I love how you put this with grace and say it straight. Engaging read !
Great stories, Don. It’s easy to picture you cracking up in the booth even though I don’t know you – that’s how alive your writing is. Happy holidays and a safe and healthy New Year to you!
Thanks you, Miss Blue. And Happy Holidays to you and yours. May the coming year brings us all a return to normal.
Reblogged this on Janet's Thread 2 and commented:
I laughed and laughed reading this.
As usual your anecdotes so precious with memories of the shows, and it seem the actors were having a romp, between themselves, and not just for the public, and you laughing, and watching it all from offstage.
You got a ton of good memories to share with us Don.
Thank you for your kind words. So glad you like my memories