Diary: Any willing guinea pigs for Fleabag in the audience?
Phoebe Waller-Bridge isn’t known for her shy and retiring nature, even less so in her work, which has been characterised by the viciously funny, dirty, black comedy Fleabag.
The show graduated from Edinburgh to the BBC, launching Waller-Bridge into superstardom – she even bagged herself surprisingly high odds to be the next Doctor Who and has a part in the new Star Wars spin-off film.
This week Waller-Bridge was announced as the presenter of this year’s Evgeny, sorry, Evening Standard Theatre Awards and had to sit down for the customary interview with the paper to gush about how thrilled she is.
Never one to pass up the opportunity of a good story, she let slip a corker of an anecdote about an alternative ending she tried out in one of Fleabag’s early previews.
“A main theme was Fleabag’s warped perception of sex – it ruins everything yet she can’t stop chasing it,” she says. “If she’s sexualised everything from pizza to her dad she must in some way sexualise her guinea pig. She is comforting it and then,” a pause. “I finger-raped the guinea pig to death.”
Her mum happened to be in the audience that night and told her off for the addition. But the worst thing?
“The 80 people who saw it that night think that version is what Fleabag is and it’s so embarrassing.”
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