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The Crooked Mile - Part 1
 
'You look through the bars
And tell yourself that one day
You'll fly away
Fly far away
Up through the stars
As free as the wind you'll be
As free as the air
But deep down inside you
You know you belong right there'

(from 'Free')
 
Book and lyrics by Peter Wildeblood
Music by Peter Greenwell
Opened at the Cambridge Theatre 10 September 1959, closing on 30 January 1960 after 164 performances

- In an ideal world, there would be a series of booklets on individual British musicals in the same manner as the admirable series on individual films published by the British Film Institute. There are some obvious candidates. You wouldn't need much padding to write 10,00 words on Oliver! or King's Rhapsody or Half A Sixpence or The Boy Friend or Valmouth or Salad Days. But any decent editor would make certain that one of the first shows to get such treatment would be an almost forgotten flop: The Crooked Mile. It doesn't get mentioned in Sheridan Morley's survey of British musicals Spread A Little Happiness (but Mr Morley has never been notable for original thought, and seems incapable of shedding new light on old received opinions) and even gets missed from Kurt Ganzl's sometimes excellent book on musical theatre recordings. Like so much else of the period, it was put aside, even by one of its lesser stars, John Larsen, who didn't bother to list it in his credits when he later toured as John Hanson's understudy. It wasn't even as if Mr Larsen had much else to boast about. He probably didn't think The Crooked Mile was worth mentioning. And so The Crooked Mile gets shunted even further from our recollection.

But the fact is that The Crooked Mile is probably a masterpiece. It deserves to be remembered as a classic. It needs revival. Here is the grandest, noblest, most ambitious and most moving British musical of the 1950s. And we can afford to forget it?
 
How did The Crooked Mile come to be written?
 

Peter Wildeblood at the time of The Crooked Mile

Peter Through a collision in the Crush Bar at the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden. During the interval one of the directors of the Players Theatre in Villiers Street met Peter Wildeblood and asked if he would be interested in writing a show with the Players' resident musical director Peter Greenwell, whose Twenty Minutes South (with libretto by Maurice Browning) had been seen at the St Martin's Theatre in 1955. The two men met. Wildeblood wanted to write a piece about Soho, and turned to his recent book West End People, for inspiration. He sketched out a story and with Greenwell wrote one song. They presented their package to the Players Theatre management, and the show was commissioned. It was two years in the making.

Peter Greenwell in 1996

The lowlier environs of London were a fashionable milieux for the British musical in the l950s - Expresso Bongo, Make Me An Offer, Fings Ain't Wot They Used T'be and - later - Johnny the Priest and the awful Instant Marriage - and in Wildeblood Soho had a profound, observant and sympathetic observer. It is Wildeblood's skill that makes The Crooked Mile so flavoursome, with a Damon Runyon-like survey of his characters. What could be more Runyonesque than the list of prostitutes that Wildeblood gives us?: Delicious Daisy, Creeping Jenny, Busy Lizzie, Black Eye'd Susan, Rambling Rose, Welsh Poppy and (surely approved by the Wolfenden Committee of some years later) Indoor Ivy.
But Wildeblood attempts something darker than we could find in Runyon, shades that Frank Loesser didn't get into Guys and Dolls, in the character of the Carver, eerily played by Elwyn Brook-Jones. He is a pimp, and violent with it. There is an immediate poetic justice in the fact that his right hand man is called Weed. Wildeblood looks into the poky corners of Soho in a way that Expresso Bongo didn't, and Greenwell's music gives the necessary gravitas.
 
But, asked the Theatre World's 'Looker-On' in 1959, why did Wildeblood go for a Soho musical? 'Looker-On', paraphrasing his interviewee's words, explained:
'Because Mr Wildeblood wanted to write about the contemporary scene and he has a theory that ordinary everyday folk "don't work" when they break into song. According to him, characters in a musical must be exotic or removed in time and place. They must belong to another period or be set abroad. Even so, Mr Wildeblood still wanted this first musical to be about people of today, living in this country.'
 
Wildeblood told 'Looker-On' that 'Soho is the only kind of contemporary myth we have. One can afford to be realistic about Soho and still produce unusual characters and an environment quite out of the ordinary.'
 
This is interesting. It's clear that he intends The Crooked Mile as heightened drama, its characters exaggerated but rooted in reality, and it is that mythological approach that lifts the show at every turn. And Looker-On insisted that 'Mr Wildeblood is tired of conventional musicals written round romantic juveniles. Being far more interested in character than plot, he gave the leads in The Crooked Mile to experienced character players … to whom the younger generation in the story play second fiddle.'
 
The first night of the show was almost wildly acclaimed. The Overture received no less than an ovation (no wonder, for there is nothing like it in British musical theatre). At last, here was a British musical that sounded serious and superbly professional. It sounded distinct and proud of itself, something to be reckoned with. The British musical had taken on a majesty, vibrant and overpowering and demanding to be taken notice of. The rapture continued at curtain fall, but Greenwell recalls that the first night excitement was never recaptured at subsequent performances. The business dwindled and the show closed after four and a half months.

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