...but ordinary working people have other priorities.
Hands down the hottest ticket in London this summer is the musical Pride at the National Theatre, which is booked solid until the end of its run in September and will presumably transfer to the West End after that.
In other coutries, the imported population you Guardiaista fawn over are celebrating Pride in their own ways. And over here in the UK, most people would rather watch the woke Odessey film than go see a play about Pride. For myself, I have a ticket for this in November and I can't wait.
I should say up front I haven’t seen the show (can’t get a ticket!). But this week, as I watched my timeline continue to fill up with effusive praise and lots of crying about the musical, I went back to the film.
That's so 'Guardian' a puff piece for a show you haven't even seen...
Pride is set during the 1984 miners’ strike, when an unlikely alliance sprang up between a group of lesbians and gay men in London (Ed: well, at leat it should be refreshingly free of trannies!) and striking miners in a Welsh town. Stephen Beresford, who wrote the film and the stage production, tells the story of LGSM – Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners – a group set up by a young activist from County Antrim, Mark Ashton. I imagine there were hopes that the film would do a Billy Elliot, but neither British nor American audiences overly responded. Although the film was critically applauded, it didn’t break through.
Shame. It was up against 'Transformers Age Of Extinction' and 'Guardians of the Galaxy' mind you.
It is both shocking and moving to be reminded of how bad things once were, and what could still be achieved.
'Once were'? Is this an admission that things aren't terrible now? I'm surprised the editor let that one through!
