Blithe Spirit – Harold Pinter Theatre
e’re used to seeing Madame Arcati in eccentric flowing robes and often being almost a spirit herself. Jennifer Saunders does it differently in Richard Eyre’s take on this nice old warhorse of a play. She arrives for dinner in a sensible “best” crimplene frock with frumpy shoes and witchy, straggly grey hair which she probably cuts herself. She is plausible, slightly coarse, patrician and forthright. When she returns later, she wears a tweed shirt – and touch
