Theatre: Death of Terry

The great actresses of the last generation are difficult to appraise in this one, a time of more rapid reputations and artificial fame. Theirs was a period when the glamour of the stage seemed a more tangible thing. Because the roles they played were generally those of people far more splendid than real ones, the impersonators, subtly identified with their parts, became themselves remote and dazzling creatures. They lived, one imagines now, in a labyrinth of complex and uncomfortable luxury. Their lovers were lords or poets and their love affairs were not casual encounters but tragedies as poignant and improbable as...

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