FIRST things first. The coat is a fake. Vivien Heilbron would not like
The Herald's readers to think this is an actress wearing a fur coat, she
says snuggling into her fun fur for our photographer. It does seem
rather ridiculous to be even wearing a fake fur at all, she says, rather
apologetically, but it is extremely warm and she does feel the cold very
badly and, anyway, it reminds her of her two cats, Bill and Pete, at
home in London, both of whom she is missing terribly.
She gives her coat an affectionate stroke and says, yes, she does
still do her bit for the International Fund for Animal Welfare,
something she has been involved in for a couple of decades, campaigning
in her own quiet way against seal culling and the senseless slaughter of
kangaroos for handbags in Australia. ''I wouldn't say I'm an enormous
activist, but I do send contributions, write letters, and send postcards
about various very cruel things that happen to animals all over the
world.''
When she chooses an egg and cress sandwich from the pile in front of
us, I ask if she is vegetarian. ''Funnily enough, the idea of being
vegetarian has never really taken root, partly because in a way I don't
dare let myself think about it. I have many good friends who are and
they are very hale and healthy and happy on it, so maybe it's something
I'll come to.
''I so enjoy the ritual of a family Sunday lunch -- not so much the
roast beef, more lamb and chicken. But it is actually that thing of
making the connection, which is part of the way we live our lives in
order to survive what is a painful world. I dare not really think too
much about that lamb skipping about and I suspect there are very many
people like me.''
In Edinburgh to star opposite her partner David Rintoul (aka Dr
Finlay) at the Royal Lyceum Theatre as Mrs Manningham in Patrick
Hamilton's wonderfully creepy play, Gaslight, Heilbron is between
rehearsals, hence the sandwiches and the mineral water. Now
fortysomething, it seems only yesterday that she inscribed herself
indelibly on the heart of the nation as Chris Guthrie, heroine of Lewis
Grassic Gibbon's Scots Quair trilogy. It is in fact more than 23 years
since Sunset Song, the first book, was filmed for BBC2, yet Heilbron
remains as slender as a reed, with sleek red hair and clear blue eyes.
She looks barely a day older than the Chris Guthrie of Cloud Howe and
Grey Granite, the final parts of the trilogy, which were filmed more
than a decade ago.
Has she ever managed to escape from Chris Guthrie, a character who for
many Scots voices their modern history, their hopes, and their failures?
No, and she has no desire so to do. ''I have great affection for her,
enormous admiration for the books, and very happy memories indeed of the
work on it, both with Moira Armstrong, who directed Sunset Song, and Tom
Cottar, director of Cloud Howe and Grey Granite. There were so many very
good Scots actors in it. In the main, they were a good deal older and
more experienced than I was and I shall never ever forget their kindness
to me. It is very hard when you are basically THE show, but nobody knows
who the blazes you are. It was also vitally important for us to get the
sound right -- and I'm from the west -- so they all helped me on the
timbre and the vocal patterns. It is a particular kind of poetry, the
north-east accent, and people like Victor Carin, now sadly dead, and
Derek Anders, were tremendously patient with me, going over and over the
sound.
''I can honestly say I have never, ever wanted to get away from Chris
because she had quite an effect on my life and it was the sort of part
you get totally immersed in, and also the character of Lewis Grassic
Gibbon himself. I spent a lot of time with somebody I admired
tremendously, not only as a writer, but also as a human being. He was a
very fine man indeed. But yes, it was an absolute privilege to play
her.''
Chris Guthrie is an extraordinary creation: a female protagonist in a
novel written in 1932, who is herself independent, thoughtful, complex
and at the same time a mouthpiece for Grassic Gibbon's own mysticism and
political views, and his passionate divided feelings on the peasant
landscape from which he himself came. Heilbron -- her unusual surname
comes from a paternal Dutch great-grandfather -- found Chris Guthrie
''uniquely endowed with wisdom''. She can't, though, have been an easy
role to play, even for an actress as intelligent as Heilbron.
But then she has never shirked the challenge of a difficult role in a
career which has taken her from doing children's radio for the BBC in
Glasgow when she was 12 -- she wrote from her Kelvinside home and
offered her services -- to touring five-actor productions of King Lear
across the United States. Now here she is back home in Scotland, at the
Lyceum, where she last appeared as a wonderfully febrile Blanche Dubois
in A Streetcar Named Desire in the mid-1980s. This time round, it's
another one who ''is clearly off her rocker''. She quickly corrects
herself: ''No, let us say that, like Blanche, she is emotionally
unstable.''
Gaslight, the play, was made into a famous and marvellously
atmospheric black and white film starring Ingrid Bergman, which is often
shown on television. But, we decide, we can't talk too much about the
mad Mrs Manningham without giving away the plot to those few unfortunate
souls who have missed the movie. ''It's a very intense piece, there is a
hot-house element to it and it's full of tension. And Patrick Hamilton
is a real stylist, he writes in a very particular way, full of
repetition and inversion. Mrs Manningham is a very vulnerable woman as
she has had that awful tragedy in her life of her mother dying insane
when she was quite young and she fears that the same thing may happen to
her -- you know all that Victorian stuff about the madwoman in the
attic.''
There are quite a few nutters on Heilbron's CV, though. ''I seem to
either get this funny combination of very cool, collected, rather
powerful cold women'' -- like the woman she played in a recent Taggart,
or the barrister for the defence in the recent date-rape saga in
Brookside, or the rich bitch in a beautiful frock in the upcoming new
series of The House of Eliott -- or women going quietly, or sometimes
noisily, round the twist -- like Mrs M.
''Maybe it's two different sides of me,'' she muses. ''Neither of
which I think I am particularly like. But it may be be just something to
do with the way I look, or the bone structure or something. I have no
idea. It is just the way other people see you. I don't think I am ever
perceived as Ms or Mrs Normal. I do not get to play the housewife with
2.4 children, perhaps that's because I am not a mother with children and
I simply don't have that aura. I don't know what it is.''
Anyway, Mrs M is a cracking part. The play is the tale of a woman in a
Victorian marriage before the Married Women's Property Act came in. ''It
is so shocking to think that, even in the happiest of Victorian
marriages, the husband had complete control of the wife in every detail,
children, if there were any, finances, and property of all kinds. I
think what is frightening is how recently all that has changed. Our
grandmothers and their mothers would remember people whose lives were
affected by this. It must all be in our psyche as women, in the vast
memory pool that we all have -- and that I'm sure Jung would talk about,
about dreams that are archetypal -- and that has been influenced so much
by what happened to women in marriages and relationships, because it is
only relatively recently in the great scheme of things that anything has
changed at all.''
Although Heilbron and Rintoul have shared their lives for 18 years --
they first met at the Lyceum in Bill Bryden's production of blessed
memory of The Miser with Rikki Fulton -- they have never married. It is
a marriage, though, she says, adding that during their 18 years they
have seen many an official marriage between friends come and go, yet
they remain happily together. She was married at 19 to the actor
Jonathan Cecil, son of Lord David Cecil, whom she later divorced. ''I
was far too young,'' she says. ''I wouldn't recommend it to anybody. I
look back at myself and I think . . . well, one changes so much. There
is such a lot of life still to happen to you at that age.'' She met
Cecil at LAMDA, where she went to train as an actor at 17. ''I was young
for my age and I spent a lot of time pretending to be grown-up without
being grown-up at all and not fooling many people, least of all
myself.''
Today her greatest regret is that she did not go to university before
drama school -- ''I'd have done lots of plays there, scraped a degree
together of some sort, and matured a good deal in the process.'' Born in
Glasgow, the eldest of three daughters (her sister Lorna is also an
actress and youngest sister Lesley works for a London auction house),
she was educated at Westbourne School for Girls. ''I was an absolute
idiot not to go to university, but I was a bit blinkered at 17.'' The
Heilbron girls had a happy, middle-class childhood. Their late father,
David, like his father before him and grandfather before him, was in the
wine and whisky business.
It is less than a year since her 76-year-old father died. ''It was
very unexpected and I miss him very, very much. My mother died in 1980
and my father was an only child, so I now have no relatives left in
Scotland, which feels rather strange. But my father was a great chap and
anyone who knew him would tell you what a splendid man he was. He was a
funny man, with a very dry humour. He didn't suffer fools gladly, but
was also extremely kind and sensitive to people. He had a way of knowing
with people when they needed support. I have nothing but happy memories
of him, memories like our last marvellous day out together at
Musselburgh Races and Loch Fyne Oyster Bar just four days before his
heart attack. I miss him terribly.
''I took him a heather in hospital, which he really liked, and I have
taken it down to London and it'll be in full bloom on March 13, which is
the day he died. So I shall always have that.''
* Gaslight is at the Royal Lyceum Theatre, Edinburgh, from January
14-February 5.
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