Authors: Julius Green
According to Hubert Gregg, he not only introduced the play's stars to Saunders but also came up with its eventual title â although Agatha credited her son-in-law Anthony Hicks with the idea in her autobiography, much to Gregg's inevitable chagrin. A title change was necessitated when, Saunders having announced the forthcoming production, powerful impresario Emile Littler (Prince's younger brother) advised him that he had produced a play called
Three Blind Mice
before the war and requested that Christie change the title of hers. There is no copyright in titles, and in fact no fewer than seven plays of this name had been licensed by the Lord Chamberlain's office in the previous fifty years, but you didn't argue with a Littler.
âThe Mousetrap' is the title flippantly given by Shakespeare's Hamlet to a play performed by a group of strolling players for his uncle, Claudius. The play's actual title is
The Murder of Gonzago
, and Hamlet hopes that its subject matter, which parallels the murder of his father, will provoke an incriminating response from Claudius, who he believes to be the murderer. The new title resonated with Christie's play on a number of levels. Not only did it fit neatly with the theme of âThree Blind Mice' (as the killer refers to their potential victims), but Christie's policeman has the suspects re-enact the murder at Monkswell Manor in much the same way that the players' performance in effect reconstructs the murder of Hamlet's father. The re-enactment in Christie's play, however, results in the trapping of the next victim rather than the murderer.
Gregg had played Hamlet twice and had a good knowledge of Christie's script, so in this case I'm inclined to give him the benefit of the doubt. It may be that Saunders relayed Gregg's suggestion to Cork, who then passed it on to Rosalind and Anthony, who were closely involved with the project as Mathew's trust was technically the licensor. It thus could well
have been Anthony who relayed the suggested new title to Agatha on her return from that year's dig. It seems unlikely that he would have deliberately taken the credit for someone else's idea, and more probable that we are simply dealing here with a case of Chinese whispers recalled inaccurately by Agatha in all innocence some years later. Or it may be that both Hicks and Gregg really did come up with the same remarkably catchy new title for
Three Blind Mice
.
Some time after the contracting of Attenborough, Saunders obtained a licence to mount a post-West End tour of
To Dorothy, a Son
. According to Saunders, Gregg then asked if he could give up directing
The Mousetrap
in order to direct and star in this new production of Roger MacDougall's comedy (âan extraordinary decision and I think one that he later regretted'
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). According to Gregg, he didn't ask; Saunders offered it to him.
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I suspect that what actually happened is that Saunders, having been told by Attenborough and Boulting that they wanted Cotes to direct, took a licence for
To Dorothy, a Son
in the knowledge that Gregg would jump at the opportunity to both direct and star in it. This would get Gregg out of the way and leave the coast clear for Saunders to secure his star by engaging Peter Cotes. In any event, it seems unlikely that Attenborough would have approved as a director a man he knew as the hired-in assistant responsible for rehearsing new cast members into the West End production of
To Dorothy, a Son
. It seems that discussions must have been taking place with Cotes at a time when Gregg was nominally still at the helm of
The Mousetrap
, although it may be, of course, that Gregg was complicit in all this and happy to take the other project in the knowledge that he was clearing the way for Cotes. We are unlikely ever to discover the truth of the matter, as all of those involved put their own distinct spin on events.
Gregg's replacement, however, turned out not to be Peter Cotes, but John Fernald, whose production of
Dial M for Murder
had opened at the Westminster Theatre on 9 June. It seems that negotiations to secure Cotes' services had been lengthy, and it is perhaps not surprising that Saunders took the opportunity (and presumably persuaded Attenborough) to go with the
director of the biggest hit thriller in town. In the end, Fernald withdrew from the project just as rehearsals were about to start, having disagreed with Saunders, Christie and Attenborough over the casting of the role of Miss Casewell. Cotes claims to have been unaware that Fernald was the âfirst director to be offered the job' and had âturned it down'. The actress who Saunders and the others wanted to play the role was Jessica Spencer, who had taken over the role of Midge when
The Hollow
moved into the West End. In 1947 she had made her TV debut as âMolly Davis' in
Three Blind Mice
, and the following year she had won Equity's Clarence Derwent award for Best Supporting Performance for her portrayal of Barbara Martin in
Royal Circle
, directed by Ralph Richardson at Wyndham's Theatre; moreover, she had also notably played the âPick-Up Girl' for Peter Cotes. Fernald, according to Saunders, apparently had a more âfeminine and fluffy' actress in mind. He left the production, but there were no hard feelings, and thirty years later he became the sixteenth director to oversee its run.
If we are to believe Saunders rather than Cotes, it was at this point that Richard Attenborough suggested Cotes as Fernald's replacement. On 30 August, with the production scheduled to open in Nottingham on 6 October, Saunders wrote to Cotes saying, âAs I told you this morning, the producer [i.e. director] of this play has withdrawn and I am most happy that you agree to direct it on the terms originally agreed.'
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It is apparent from this that there had been previous negotiations with Cotes and that a deal had at some point been agreed in principle but not signed off. Cotes evidently knew the script and the project already, if he was prepared to agree to do it on the basis of one conversation. One thing that had attracted him to it in the first place, he claims in his book, was the fact that the story had originally been written for Queen Mary, whose patronage of his production of
Pick-Up Girl
had enabled it to circumvent the censors and enjoy a West End run. This remarkable woman, an indomitable supporter of theatre in all its forms, died in March 1953 aged eighty-five, without having seen the stage production that her original request for a radio play from Christie had inspired.
In his book, Cotes goes out of his way to describe the success of his working relationship with Christie and his respect for her, no doubt in deliberate counterpoint to Gregg's portrayal of her as distant and inhospitable:
There are those connected with the theatre who have criticised Christie as a negative character when she was away from the theatre or her other work. I am bound to say that in my experience she was the soul of equanimity; throughout our association in study, dining-room, theatre and rehearsal room, not one hard word was ever heard between us. She was protective of her âbrain child' as all good mothers should be, but only up to a point. Her shrewd side was uppermost in her mind when constructive discussions had to be made about removing or adding a line or even a speech here and there. She would grasp an idea to strengthen the play or even alter characterizations wholeheartedly . . . This sort of person is sparing with her words too, with a dislike of non-essentials, and Agatha in her detailed letters to me, some of many pages, as well as her scores of postcards, showed a similar dislike. She wished at all times to relieve herself of spare talk and theatrical chitter-chatter. She refused to obscure the main issue by the side-tracking discussion that all too often passes in the world of theatre for constructive discussion. What she did possess was professionalism; a willingness to co-operate once she had made her mind up, as well as a degree of receptivity not always to be found in highly successful writers when their âbrain child' is being transferred from the page to the stage.
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Cotes claims that the prologue was cut at his request, although Saunders suggests that it was he who asked Christie to remove the scene, for reasons of economic necessity. In any event, the fact that the copy submitted to the Lord Chamberlain's office included a version of it is consistent with its abandonment very late on in the process. Of the brief pre-show soundscape that was used instead, Cotes observes, âThe replacement, conceived
between author and director, was played in semi-darkness with various sound effects such as police whistles, footsteps and shouts. This appeared to me to create the correct atmosphere for the play that followed.' It would be difficult to disagree. Most importantly, whilst Cotes is full of praise for Christie's openness to editing and improving on the dialogue, he is, unlike Gregg, very clear that any such changes were the work of the playwright herself rather than the director.
Cotes watched the first night of the seven-week pre-London tour in Nottingham, gave his notes and rehearsed with the company the following day, but then absented himself to work on another play,
The Man
, in which his wife Joan Newell was appearing, and which subsequently opened in the West End a month after
The Mousetrap
. Cotes made occasional appearances during the
Mousetrap
tour, and was happy to entrust Christie, Saunders and Attenborough with any changes that they felt needed making in his absence; but Saunders felt that this was negligent on Cotes' part, and was aggrieved that he had apparently not been advised by Cotes of his other commitment. The main issue that needed resolving with the play, as had been the case with
The Hollow
, was whether the comedy element was too dominant, although in this case it was down to the writing rather than the performance of the leading lady. Whether this perceived imbalance was resolved by Cotes or Saunders we will never know; they each took credit for coaxing the necessary changes out of Christie. But resolved it was.
On this occasion, with the success of
The Hollow
to his credit and his stellar leading couple contracted well in advance, Saunders experienced no difficulty in securing the £5,000 up-front finance required to stage the production; but there were still problems securing a suitable West End home for it, particularly as he was hoping to open in London at the best time of year, just in time for the pre-Christmas rush. Saunders found the Group's doors closed to him, although he did have offers from two independently owned theatres: the tiny Ambassadors, where Herbert Malden was keen to repeat the box office success of
The Hollow
, and the vast Winter Garden.
Persuaded by Attenborough, Saunders wisely opted for the smaller of the two, and
The Mousetrap
duly opened at the Ambassadors Theatre on 25 November 1952. True to form, Tennents took out an advertisement in the programme promoting no fewer than ten of their own productions.
Forty-four London theatres were advertising their wares in
The Times
that day; they included a number that were not strictly âWest End', such as the Tennent-controlled Lyric Hammersmith, not to mention
Sleeping Beauty on Ice
at the Empire Pool, Wembley. There was particularly strong competition in the thriller genre; Janet Green's
Murder Mistaken
, starring Derek Farr, had moved from the Ambassadors to the Vaudeville in order to make way for
The Mousetrap
, and Frederick Knott's
Dial M for Murder
was packing them in at the Westminster. Meanwhile, Bertie Meyer was producing
Meet Mr Callaghan
at the Garrick, Terence Rattigan's
The Deep Blue Sea
was playing at the Duchess, Peter Ustinov was still appearing in
The Love of Four Colonels
at Wyndhams and, at the Phoenix, Alfred Lunt and Lynn Fontanne were appearing in Noël Coward's
Quadrille
. The complete television listings in
The Times
on 25 November 1952 were contained in three and a half lines.
The critical response was, with the notable exception of the
Sunday Despatch
, very supportive. Ivor Brown in the
Observer
, of course, was one of the few to pick up on the allusion to
Hamlet
. He went on to say:
Agatha Christie has a taste for Nursery Rhymes and why not? They tinkle their horrors to the tots and they will make murder wherever they go. To one who so neatly disposed of âTen Little Nigger Boys' three blind mice are quite a small order . . . if so many of our soubrettes now sing on skates [no doubt a reference by Brown to
Sleeping Beauty on Ice
], why not a cop gliding on skis to the scene of the crime? . . . It is all gloriously improbable and a trifle untidy, but it goes with a scream and the actors have some characters to work on. Richard Attenborough leads a capable team through the humours as well as the horrors
of this hotel with death on the menu; small wonder that it could not collect any staff.
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Sketch Magazine
concurred: âI would say that, while this is by no means in the
Ten Little Niggers
class, it is well up to
The Hollow
, and that, if Mrs Christie can continue to reel off these theatrical puzzles, she fills again a gap in the West End list about which addicts had begun to complain.'
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Punch
noted that â
The Mousetrap
is a delicately poised machine, and I cannot say very much about Mrs Agatha Christie's play of that name without unforgivably springing it . . . Suspicion switches cleverly, and in one tense moment after another we seem to be on the edge of the author's secret . . . Peter Cotes' direction is as discreet as a solicitor's letter, and a sound cast plays a complicated game with fairness . . . This is one of Mrs Christie's neatest puzzles and it takes the stage very naturally. Only the final moments are a trifle untidy â but then Mrs Christie was left with a great deal to clear up in a short time.'
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The Times
joined the general chorus of approval, noting that âthe piece admirably fulfils the special requirements of the theatre. There are only two acts, the first of exposition and preparation, the second of action and conjecture.' The characters, it says, âprovide the colour, the mystification, the suspects and the screams . . . there remain the alarming silences, which are perhaps the true test of such a piece on stage. That we feel them to be alarming can only be thanks to the producer, Mr Peter Cotes.'
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Cotes, incidentally, provides in his book an appendix which helpfully quotes no fewer than sixteen reviews singling out his personal contribution for particular praise.