The only semi-romantic lead I ever had in a play was as Teddy Lloyd in The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, which explores the fine line between education and miseducation, between right and wrong, between teaching impressionable minds and molding impressionable minds.
The play is set in the 1930s and is especially preoccupied with the fascist governments that came to power during this period, in the decade leading up to World War II, those led by Mussolini in Italy, Hitler in Germany, and Francisco Franco in Spain.
When Teddy Lloyd, an art teacher, tries to reignite a past, passionate affair, Miss Brodie retreats into the arms of meek, conventional choir master Gordon Lowther.
