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Theatre Works production of Lady Windemere’s Fan in 1999 that I made my way into the lobby to meet him. We desperately need that.) When I First Met Roger Then maybe someone will realize what a brilliant fucking role Mrs. I’ll probably adapt it to novel as I did Mr. I think Roger’s spark brings the story to life. It has since been optioned twice and placed in other competitions, most recently as a Finalist in the 2012 Shriekfest Screenwriting Competition. The script was a quarterfinalist in the Austin Film Festival competition the next year (I think), but nothing came of it.
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Winchester is about a rich woman’s obsession with the dead and a poor man’s ill-fated love for her. I pictured him as Carl, the bewildered foreman who comes to work for Sarah Winchester as she builds her “bizarre yet beautiful” mansion, yet winds up falling in love with her. I suppose I should have broken the news more gently.) Mrs. (I still recall the bitter outcry of the women on the Yahoo group many years ago when I informed them that Roger was gay. I linked to her astonishing Roger Rees gallery on my feeble website. That’s where I met Jolande Hibels, who had this incredible collection of playbills for every stage production in which Roger had ever appeared. I even started a Yahoo group so I could meet other fans. It was crude by today’s standards, but it adequately reflected my devotion. In 1999, I decided to create a fan website for him. I don’t know if he ever landed another role that used his unique talents quite so well, but I continued to follow his work, ever hopeful. Roger Rees’s Tony and Olivier Awards-winning performance as Nicholas made me a lifelong fan. (He once took me and my sister to see Bo Derek’s Tarzan, the Ape Man, which was straight up child abuse.) So, it was a huge deal that they sat with me through all eight-and-a-half hours of PBS as it aired Trevor Nunn’s production. This was astonishing for many reasons, mostly because my dad’s soul mate was Archie Bunker, and he prefered movies like Friday the 13th and Bo Derek’s 10. It was like a mule kick to the gut.īack in 1982, my parents patiently indulged me, their wide-eyed child, as I watched The Life and Times of Nicholas Nickleby, which had been broken up over four nights in a row. I heard the news that Roger Rees had passed away while I was in New York on Saturday.