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The Hound of the Baskervilles

SCRIPT NOW PUBLISHED SEPTEMBER 2012
www.amazon.co.uk/The-Hound-Baskervilles-Sherlock-Holmes/dp/1780922760

Simon Corble's "terrific" stage adaptation of Conan Doyle's best story is now published by MX publishing.  Available for the first time ever in print, 
with a foreword by David Stuart Davies.  For theatre or open-air performance.


Simon Corble's The Hound of the Baskervilles

Above: the production by Found Theatre, 2007, this shot in Peel, IOM
(The play opens on the stage of a melodrama!)

MORE ABOUT THE PLAY ON FOUND THEATRE'S SITE

The Hound Photo Gallery or visit the play's page on facebook:-

www.facebook.com/pages/HoundOfTheBaskervillesPlay/351967144886194

BBC Radio 4 Kaleidascope, Viv Gardner and Brian Sibley said, reviewing the play:

"Better than being in a film"...."Tremendous!"...."a terrific evening!"

"The language seems to live and be real....a wonderful balance between the dramatic and the humour and the eccentricity"

 The Hound of the Baskervilles Play - Isle of Man

One of my most produced works, the published version works for proscenium arch theatres as well as other stagings; it has been produced professionally by Midsommer Actors' (twice) Lancaster Duke's Playhouse (1999) and Found Theatre / Isle of Man Arts Council - and now by amatuer companies world-wide.

bakerstreetbeat.blogspot.co.uk/ Dan Andriacco's review of the book- October 2012  - he begins:-

"One would think that it's difficult, if not impossible, to write a dramatic adaptation of a novel that is both creative and faithful to the original.

 Difficult it may be, but Simon Corble's adaptation of The Hound of the Baskervilles as a play proves that it is not impossible in the hands of a skilled dramatist."

 


A Short Extract from Scene One

Watson:
Good Grief, Holmes! Where on earth have you landed us now?

 HOLMES TAKES WATSONS STICK AND SLAMS IT AGAINST THE MAP OF DEVON ON THE BACKCLOTH.

Holmes: Baskerville Moor, Watson; there it lies. There is the hall and within a radius of five miles only a few scattered dwellings - ah, and fourteen miles away, the great convict prison of Princeton. Between and around these points of humanity, extends the desolate, lifeless moor.

Watson: It must be a wild place.

Holmes: The setting is a worthy one. If the Devil did desire to have a hand in the affairs of men...

Watson: Oh come now Holmes, surely you aren't falling for this supernatural hogwash?

Holmes: The Devil's agents may be of flesh and blood, may they not?

Watson: But why not write the whole thing off as vulgar superstition?

Holmes: The facts, dear Watson, the elementary facts! Why should a man walk down his own garden path...upon his toes?

Watson: I must say, I found that rather puzzling.

Holmes: He was running, Watson; running for his life; running until his heart burst.

Watson: Running from what?

Holmes: There lies our problem. There again, for whom was Sir Charles waiting that night; and why at his garden gate, given his fear of the moor?

It’s an ugly business, Watson; an ugly dangerous business. Keep your revolver by you night and day; do not let Sir Henry out of your sight and above all; do not go out on the moor at night when the powers of darkness are exalted.

MURPHY STIRS

I only wish I could be there myself. Still you know my methods - I can trust you to apply them and keep me informed with daily correspondence.  I wonder if we might persuade our friend Murphy to scout ahead for us? - perhaps at the station cafe, over an Irish coffee?

HOLMES AND WATSON ESCORT MURPHY INTO THE WINGS

[END of extract.]

Below: Mrs Barrymore in a trance, Peel 2007

"She senses things, she says..."