Joan Littlewood's Stratford-based Theatre Workshop had a stage hit with
Shelagh Delaney's Salford-set A Taste of Honey some three years before Tony
Richardson's 1961 feature film production became a key release of the British
'new wave'. For her own cinematic directorial debut. Littlewood chose another
Theatre Workshop production, Sparrers Can't Sing, scripted by actor and former
merchant seaman Stephen Lewis but developed, like much of the Workshop's output,
in improvisation sessions with the cast.
The new wave cycle had almost run its course by 1962, and Sparrows
Can't Sing isn't just an earthy Southern corrective to the Northern-based
concerns of those films. Although no less rooted in working-class experience,
and with a similarly non-judgmental attitude to sexuality, the style of the film
is looser and laced with a free-wheeling humour. The central love triangle
between Charlie, Maggie and Bert is mirrored by the goofy courtship games played
by Georgie, Nellie and Chunky, who find themselves in situations now familiar
from many a sitcom.
This similarity is heightened by a cast that reads like a who's who of later
television comedy. Barbara Windsor, not yet the star that Carry On would make
her, shines in a BAFTA-nominated performance, but has to work hard against such
scene-stealers as Roy Kinnear and Murray Melvin.
As well as drawing from her regular repertory players, Littlewood took care to populate the film
with East End locals, so that Queenie the landlady and Momma the baker are
effectively playing themselves.
With its generous location shooting, the film, released on the cusp of London's 'swinging' phase,
offers a fascinating snapshot of a rapidly changing area. After two years away, Charlie is shocked at
the scale of redevelopment ("Where's all the houses?"), with many of the residents now in gleaming new
high-rises. Ethnically, the area is also shown to be shifting, with the established Jewish community
making way for newer immigrants from Asia and the Caribbean.
In her autobiography, Littlewood wrote of "listening gravely to the Guarantee
of Completion people without once letting on that I'd never taken so much as a
snapshot in my whole life, neither had I strung two sentences together as yet,
let alone a filmscript". Despite occasional technical deficiencies, Sparrows
Can't Sing is an accomplished and entertaining slice of London life, thanks both
to the contribution of Littlewood's collaborators and to her own well-honed
sense of theatricality.
Fintan McDonagh
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