The Complete Fawlty Towers |
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12 scripts televised in 1975 and 1979 Methuen: London, 1988 |
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[Vienna. The city gates.]
This collection of teleplays, The Complete Fawlty Towers by John Cleese and Connie Booth, contains the scripts for all twelve (sadly, only twelve!) Fawlty Towers shows that ran originally in two seasons, 1975 and 1979. This is a great television series, winning polls as the most popular in British history. The episodes are jam-packed with comedy:
Just one sample here. In "The Psychiatrist", Basil Fawlty is justifiably self-conscious — if not paranoid — about having a psychiatrist staying in his hotel. If ever there was a man of parts whose best and worst parts so often seem to be faults, that man is Basil Fawlty. This episode serves up a typically generous assortment of confusions and minor disasters, followed by explanations or cover-ups that make things worse. At the moment, Basil is lurking in a broom closet upstairs, trying to catch a girl that a guest, Johnson, has smuggled into his room. Basil mistakes overheard conversation among Johnson, the psychiatrist Dr. Abbott, and the latter's wife, for the compromising emergence he's hoping to expose: |
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The Complete Fawlty Towers includes fifteen black-and-white photographs, but no introduction or notes or other matter besides the teleplays themselves. I wouldn't expect or urge a typical fan of Fawlty Towers to buy this book for the plays — far better to see the shows themselves, available on DVD. However, for those studying teleplays for wonderful examples of playwriting — from structuring pratfalls to slipping in throwaway wit — these scripts are the text at the foundation of the hilarious screen series. Or for fans wanting to check the exact wording of some Gordian Knot that all Basil's efforts only tighten more hopelessly, this is the reference. Physically the book seems a Basil Fawlty project, shiny on the outside. Methuen unfortunately packaged The Complete Fawlty Towers (my copy at least) as ephemera, a plastic-coated hardcover. It's inexcusably printed on cheap pulp paper that turns brown when exposed to sunlight as infinitesimal as that reflecting off the distant ocean prospect into the windows of Fawlty Towers. Storing one's copy on a dark shelf will postpone disintegration. For background on the show and its actors, with illustrations, see Fawlty Towers: Fully Booked, by Morris Bright and Robert Ross. John Cleese and Connie Booth labored long and hard on these scripts, and the result is entirely delightful. Fawlty Towers puts almost all other television comedy in the shade.
[Forest of Ardenne.] Rosalind:... they were all like one another as halfpence are, every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it.William Shakespeare |
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© 2004 Robert Wilfred Franson |
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