The Madness of King George I

by Alan Bennett

Book Overview

The screenplay for the film of the same name. This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0679768718
• ISBN13: 9780679768715
• Release Date: April 1995
• Publisher: Random House (NY)
• Length: 81 Pages
• Weight: 0.35 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 5.2" x 8.0"

Customer Reviews

A Masterful Play, A Very Human Drama

In the fall of 1993 I saw the brilliant British import "The Madness of George III" at the Brooklyn Academy of Music (BAM) with the superb Nigel Hawthorne in the title role. The beautifully structured play by Alan Bennett was entertaining and on another level highly enlightening. Playgoers come away with an understanding of palace politics and operations as well as an insight into Parliamentary political party maneuvering. The king who ruled from 1760 to 1811, probably through a bout of porphyria has a severe mental breakdown. His servants call attention to his urine which has turned blue. The worthless profligate son, the Prince of Wales, means his father no good and hopes that his condition will deteriorate so he can be named Regent. Quack doctors are called in, and the bloodletting, blistering, and emetics that they prescribe are like torture. Medical science at the time of the play's action (1788-89) was primitive and more like voodoo. The mad king wins over the audience because he is suffering such hardship from his malady and from the constant "cures." The king says, "I am not going out of my mind; my mind is going out of me." His pages have to take on the difficult task of treating their master as a mental patient rather than as a royal personage. One of the pages, Fortnum, leaves the king's service and forms the famous high end food store on Piccadilly called Fortnum and Mason's. A doctor who knows how to treat mental patients, a medical man and clergyman, Dr. Willis, is called in by the king's backers. He treats his patient firmly, sometimes having him strait-jacketed, bound in a chair, even gagged if he thinks the king's language is prurient. The king must be exercised and his spirit broken like a horse, says Willis. The king and his wife Queen Charlotte have a loving relationship calling each other Mr. King and Mrs. King. This is a very witty and literate play. Readers will laugh when they hear lines that have modern applications. The author says his protagonist "goes off the rails." At the beginning of the play a mad woman tries to assassinate the king, ironic because he will soon be unhinged. Early on the king says "what, what" as a conversational gambit. People around the king realize he has come back to sanity when he again says, "what, what." George at his low point says, "I am the king. I tell. I am not told. I am the verb, sir. I am not the object." The movie version was outstanding and faithful to the play, but it did not dwell on the complexities of political intrigue and voting blocs the way the play does. George, when sane, was a very shrewd and knowledgeable sovereign who endorsed a simple agricultural life style and knew a great deal about his people. He lost the American colonies so that subject was anathema to him. Do not be misled; this is a very human and dramatic play. We cannot help but feel deeply for the suffering of a human being who is courageously fighting off his affliction. We cheer for him and his famil

Who says history has to be boring?

I once read that, in addition to his unfortunate condition of porphyria, the mental effects of which became the basis for this screenplay, King George also had an anal fistula. Perhaps this explains his dyspeptic attitude toward the American colonies, since we were such a pain in the a__, and he already, as a result of the fistula, had plenty of them.I also learned once that the French King, Louis XIV, used to hold court with his advisors and other notables while receiving his daily enema, thereby making him sort of a public "enema of the people." No wonder the French monarchy had so many problems.It's amazing how much of history seems to relate to the proctological vagaries of its rulers. In George III's case, because of his unfortunate anal fistula, one could say it perhaps ultimately came down to a problem with the bottom of the man at the top.