Wrangling the Winners

They need a net, he said, talking about the wranglers. It was their job to make the award winners go backstage rather than into the audience once they had finished their acceptance speeches. There was so much to concentrate on, though, that once all the actors' names had been remembered the stairs proved the default escape. One writer/director thanked his family, the producer, dramaturg and Peter Garrett while next to me his friend chanted: the actors, the actors, the actors. During the Dame Joan Sutherland package the same friend gasped: she looks like the queen.

Beautiful things: the neon pink and rust cityscape of The Producers set and Lucy Bell's italian.