Nicholas: Gosh, what a frightfully repressed middle class English prig I am.
Alison: Oi pommy, how ‘bout a root?!
Nicholas: I say, what a gauche and dreadful Australian person. I think I’ll prove myself a pompous hypocrite by having naughty sex with her while disliking her for her unbridled sexuality.
(They have naughty sex)
Alison: I’m going to become a air hostess and marry an Australian.
Nicholas: Good, because you are such a horrid Aussie slut.
(She goes)
Nicholas: Oh dear – I’m in love with her. I’ll have to go and teach loathsome little Greek boys English.
(Goes to Phraxos)
Nicholas: I think I’ll now attempt suicide.
(Fails)
Nicholas: Or maybe not.
Conchis: Hello – I’m the guy the book’s title is about. I hope you've all read The Tempest or you won't get all the clever literary references.
Nicholas: My, how urbane and mysterious you are. Not to mention rich.
Conchis: Yet nothing is as it seems.
(Conchis puts on and takes off a series of masks in rapid succession)
Nicholas: Gosh, that was unexpected.
Lily/Julie/Whatshername: Hello, I’m pretty and nothing like that slutty Aussie.
Nicholas: How tantalising. You arouse my English hypocrisy strangely.
(Lily/Julie/Whatshername puts on and takes off a series of masks in rapid succession)
Nicholas: Gosh, that was unexpected.
Rose/June/Whatshername: I’m her identical twin.
Nicholas: This is a bit like a porn movie.
(Rose/June/Whatshername on and takes off a series of masks in rapid succession)
Nicholas: Ummm, this is getting a bit predictable.
(Guys dressed as Nazis burst in and beat him up)
Nicholas: Gosh, that was unexpected.
Conchis: Now I will tell you some stories that seem to be about me but are actually about you.
Nicholas: I think I preferred the Nazis.
Negro: We are all world-renowned psychologists.
(Everyone takes off their masks)
Nicholas: Are we in a Scooby-Doo episode?
Conchis: We would have got away with it, if it wasn’t for these meddling kids.
Nicholas: I think I’ll go home.
Alison: I’m not dead.
Nicholas: No, but you are still Australian.
John Fowles: Clever, huh.
Woody Allen: Crappy movie but.
The End
Thursday, December 11, 2008
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That's gold Timbo, nice synopsis - glad I didn't have to read all 700 pages!
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