

Thanks once again to the thoroughly nice Debbie and Johanna for allowing me a return raid on the small but fascinating archive held by the People Show. This consists largely of scripts (sometimes mere fragments), production photos and press cuttings. There is little in the way of company correspondence, and of company accounts there are none; which is a marked contrast to the way in which creative bodies (particularly publicly-subsidized ones) are forced to function nowadays.
The glorious line “General De Gaulle is a Phallic Monolith” comes from People Show No.1, ‘People Show’. It struck me forcibly on several levels. Firstly, as an actor – what a fantastic (but incredibly difficult) line to deliver!
Secondly, out of context, it is undeniably hilarious. We can love our subject, have great respect for it and even be a fan while also being an interrogative critic, but we shouldn’t be scared to admit that sometimes ‘the buzz’ (thanks, Tim Rice and/or Howard Schuman) comes from an affectionate laugh at its gaucheness – from a 21st century perspective. It neither ridicules nor demeans to admit that there was an awful lot of very exciting but nonetheless hilarious ‘stuff’ produced in the late 60s/early 70s in the name of both ‘political revolution’ and ‘cultural change’.
And yet, thirdly…it’s also ‘true’; and remains so. General De Gaulle in 1966 was, undeniably, an iconic, indeed monolithic, representation of post-war France and post-war Europe. He was also, of course, implacably opposed to British entry into the then Common Market, and therefore something of an ‘anti-British’ monolith, in reductive terms.
Also, at the risk of fulfilling my supervisor’s witty observation that ‘you culturalists are obsessed: you’d think a penis was phallic’, if one thinks about the physicality of De Gaulle…substantial, erect, etc, etc…(or maybe that’s just me – or, rather, the way my mind works).
More importantly – while I’m no expert on French history – in the pre-abortion, pre-1968 days, long before Simone Veil and the social liberalization of Giscard D’Estaing (who, ironically, to my childish eyes always resembled a 15th century monk, or a walking skull, a la Sir Alec Douglas-Home) the General can be construed as an embodiment of monolithic patriarchy. He was not, like Harold Wilson, a ‘swing with the sixties’, ideologically-light pragmatist. It is hard to imagine, for instance, had the Beatles been French, the General bestowing any state ‘gongs’ upon them.
For all these reasons, therefore, hats off to the memory of the late Jeff Nuttall, author and ‘director’ of the People Show’s early works, for writing such a densely-packed line of dialogue. Whether he would have agreed with a single word of my interpretation is, of course, a moot point. (But then I’ve learned the hard way that the way to really succeed as an actor is to argue more with your directors. It makes them feel they have a function…) More on People Show, and even more on Nuttall, later.
Images: http://212.84.179.117/list.htm & www.charles-de-gaulle.org