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Harry Landis, Actor

April 12, 2011
by the gentle author

“I was born and brought up in the East End, then I went away for fifty years and came back eight years ago – but I returned to a very different East End from the one I left,” admitted Harry Landis, as we stood together outside the former Jewish Soup Kitchen in Brune St.

“When  I was four years old, I came here with my mother holding me in one hand and a saucepan in the other, to get a dollop of soup and a loaf of bread.” Harry confided to me, “When I returned, the soup kitchen had been converted into flats, and I thought it would be great to buy a flat as a reminder – but the one for sale was on the top floor with too many stairs, so I didn’t buy it. Yet I’d have loved that, living in the soup kitchen where I went as a child.”

“I don’t feel any sense of loss about poverty and the bad old days and people suffering.” Harry declared with a caustic grin, as we ambled onward down Brune St. And when Harry revealed that growing up in Stepney in the nineteen thirties, he remembers taking refuge in his mother’s lap at the age of ten when a brick came smashing through their window – thrown by fascists chanting, “Get rid of the Yids! Get rid of the Yids!” – I could understand why he might be unsentimental about the past.

We walked round into Middlesex St to the building which is now the Shooting Star, that was once the Jewish Board of Guardians where Harry’s mother came to plead her case to get a chit for soup at the kitchen. “I hate those fucking jumped up Jews from Hendon who blame poor Jews for letting down the race,” Harry exclaimed to me, in a sudden flash of emotion as we crossed the road, where he accompanied his mother at four years old to face the Board of Guardians sitting behind a long table dressed in bow ties and dinner jackets.

When she told the Board she had two children – even though she only had Harry – in hope of getting more of the meagre rations, the Guardians unexpectedly challenged Harry, requiring evidence of his mother’s claim. With remarkable presence of mind for a four year old, he nodded in confirmation when asked if he had a sister. But then the Guardians enquired his sister’s name, and – in an extraordinary moment of improvisation – Harry answered, “Rosie,” and the Board was persuaded. “She used to break her loaf of bread and give half to the poor Christians waiting outside the soup kitchen,” he told me later, in affectionate recognition of his mother’s magnanimous spirit, even in her own state of poverty.

Yet the significance of Harry’s action reverberated far beyond that moment, because it revealed he had a natural talent for acting. It was a gift that took him on a journey out of the East End, gave him a successful career as an actor and director, and delivered him to the Royal Court Theatre where he originated the leading role in one of the most important post-war British plays, Arnold Wesker’s masterpiece “The Kitchen.” Although, ironically, at Stepney Jewish School where Harry was educated, the enlightened headmistress, Miss Rose, made the girls do woodwork and the boys learn cooking – and when Harry left at fourteen he wanted to become a chef in a kitchen, but discovered apprenticeships were only available to those of sixteen.

“They sent me to work in a cafe pouring tea but I didn’t last very long there, I did several jobs, window cleaner and milkman. And I used to go to the Hackney Empire every week, first house on a Monday because that was the cheapest – the company had just arrived, rehearsed with the band once and they were on at six, but the band weren’t sure what they were doing, so I enjoyed watching it all go wrong.

Being a cheeky little sod, I used to perform the show I’d seen on the Monday night next day at the factory where I worked – Max Miller’s jokes, the impersonators and Syd Walker who did a Rag & Bone act. 95% of them nobody knows now. The shop steward, who was my mentor said, “You ought to be on the stage.” I’d never seen a play. I said, “Where do I go to see a play?” He said, “If you go the West End, the play will be about the tribulations of the upper classes, the problems of posh people. But there is one theatre in Kings Cross called the Unity Theatre, the theatre of the Labour & Trade Union Movement that does plays about ordinary people. I’m going there next Sunday night with my wife, if you’d like to come.” And I went. And at the Unity Theatre, that’s where my life changed.

It knocked me out because the people on the stage could have been living in my street and the language they spoke was the language we all spoke down the East End. The shop steward said, “You should be here, I’ll get you an audition.” I did my audition and I showed them my acting of bits I’d seen at the Hackney Empire, and they put me in the variety group. We performed shows in air raid shelters and parks. But then they transferred me to the straight acting section because I was fifteen and there was a shortage of men since they were all away at war. I was playing above my years but learning to act.

After two or three years of this and doing my military service, I returned to the Unity Theatre and the headmaster of a South London school saw me and said, “You should be professional, why don’t you apply for a grant from the London County Council to go to drama school?” I was twenty. He got me the form and we filled it out, and I was given a grant and money to live on. How times have changed! I did three years at Central School of Speech & Drama. You learnt RP (Received Pronunciation) but you never lost your own speech. I was considered a working class actor.

I got cast in a wonderful play at the Royal Court Theatre, run by George Devine where they did the plays of John Osborne. It was “The Kitchen” by Arnold Wesker, and I played the part of Paul, the pastry cook – which is the Arnold Wesker character – that’s what he did when he worked in a kitchen. It was about himself. Arnold wrote without any knowledge of theatre, which is to say a play with twenty-five actors in it which only lasts seventy-five minutes. People said they could see the food we were cooking but it was all mimed…”

So Harry fulfilled his childhood ambition to become a chef – on stage – through his work as an actor in the theatre. To this day, he gratefully acknowledges his debt to the Unity Theatre and those two individuals who saw his potential – “I was going to be an amateur but I was pushed to the next stage,” he accepts. Harry enjoyed success as one of a whole generation of talented working class actors that came to prominence in the post-war years bringing a new energy and authenticity to British drama. Now Harry Landis has returned to his childhood streets and laid the ghosts of his own past, he is happy to embrace the changes here today, although he does not choose to forget the East End he once knew.

“It’s a different East End. The bombs got rid of a lot and it’s all been rebuilt. The Spitalfields Market is full of chains and it’s been gentrified, and you’ve got your Gilbert & Georges and your Tracey Emins, and the place is full of art studios and it’s become the centre of the world. It’s the new Chelsea. I sold my house in Hammersmith where I lived for forty years (that I bought for £2,000 with 100% mortgage from the LCC) and I came back and bought a flat here in Spitalfields with the proceeds. And the rest I put in the bank for when I am that constant thing – an out of work actor!”

Outside the soup kitchen in Brune St where Harry came with his mother at the age of four.

At the former Jewish Board of Guardians in Middlesex St.

Harry as Private Rabin in “A Hill in Korea,” 1956.

Harry Landis

20 Responses leave one →
  1. April 12, 2011

    I love everything you write but this piece was particularly special to me as I was brought up in the East End. Thank you so much for recording our past. Annette Albert

  2. April 12, 2011

    wow, what a cast – there are five greek-cypriot names in it, nearly all of them a version of ‘andrew/andrews’; i wonder if i can get access to this film… although it seems to have a different set of characters –

  3. Joan permalink
    April 12, 2011

    How lovely to see a homecoming. I see that the National Theatre is reviving The Kitchen in October of this year. Another, much younger, local actor with a Wesker connection is Eddie Marsan. He lived downstairs from my grandad and was an absolute saint to my grandad when he was 100 and not able to look after himself. I don’t think he lives in Bethnal Green anymore but I bet he has some stories to tell.

    Best wishes,


  4. Aubrey Silkoff permalink
    April 12, 2011

    I enjoyed your piece v. much.

    I first went to Unity Theatre in my late teens. They put on some really great stuff. It was there that I was first introduced to the plays of Bertolt Brecht. I remember the The Good Woman of Szechwan and the Caucasian Chalk Circle and I believe I first saw Mother Courage there. It must have been in the late fifties and early sixties. I left the Country at that time and when I returned some years later, the theatre had vanished. I’m not sure why, but I would guess that the modernization and civil engineering work in the Kings Cross area had something to do with it. I do remember the Unity with such fondness though.

  5. Annie Christopher permalink
    August 29, 2011


    I read your story with real interest and am glad you are well

    Love Annie

  6. Edna Ligieri permalink
    January 14, 2012

    Dear Harry,

    It is nice to see you pictures and read your story.
    My best regards from Brazil.


  7. John Hall permalink
    April 23, 2012

    This is a long shot but my sister Pat would welcome your contact details ie email address.
    She believes that you may wish to know news of Ellis Solomon.
    Kind regards
    John Hall.

  8. julia ellis permalink
    April 17, 2013

    Hello Harry,
    Hope you are well.
    You probably don’t remember me but I hope you remember my Dad. Reg Ellis-Jones.
    Could you please Email me.
    Thank you,
    Kind Regards.

  9. Beverley Griffiths permalink
    May 3, 2013

    Hi Harry! How are you? You may not remember me but I met you when you were in ‘Fame’ in Plymouth. You found out where my father’s friend, a fellow thespian, was now living.
    I won’t forget you or your kindness and wish you all the best. 🙂 xxxxxxxxxx

  10. Marlene McAndrew permalink
    September 9, 2013

    I remember Harry from Unity Theatre although I don’t expect him to remember me. He lived in Grosvenor Avenue, Newington Green and I met him on a review called “Turn it Up” partly written by Lionel Begleiter (Bart) and Eric Paice and directed by Alfie Bass. I did props. Those were great days at Unity. My name then was Marlene Tallman. It’s nice to know that Harry is still going strong and going back to the East End.

  11. Frank Joseph Farr. permalink
    April 30, 2014

    Hi Harry,

    Really great reading your memories of the east end wonderful atmosphere but tough especially when you where a young boy and no one had much, with the exception of a few who lorded it up over the poor,much the same in Manchester and Birmingham.

  12. John Garretty permalink
    January 7, 2015

    Loved working with Harry onstage back in the 60’s
    Absolute gentleman

    Regards, John Garretty

  13. Pete Robins permalink
    May 17, 2016

    Hello Harry,

    Would there be any chance of having your autograph please.


  14. David Lloyd permalink
    November 10, 2016

    Dear Harry,

    I am getting in touch as I wanted to ask you have you ever worked or did you know the late Alfred Maron?

    My name is David Lloyd and I am unit driver for films and TV .

    I have just recently finished working with Stephen Spielberg on Ready Player One

    Hope to hear from you

  15. Karol permalink
    September 11, 2017

    Was Harry Landis ever known as “Alba”? I thought I saw a photo of him in Frank Norman’s “Insideout”…

  16. Derek Biddle permalink
    September 14, 2017

    I went to University at QMC in the East End and worked there for a few years.

    I was brought up in Hammersmith, and lived almost opposite an actor and actress – named Harry and Hilary Landis. It is good to see him still well.

    My parents (now passed) bought their house in 1961 for less than £2000, and had to pay it off within 5 years, as the Council was going to re-develop it ‘shortly after’. Those terraced houses were built in 1880 – and are still standing, but now going for around £1m.

    I wish Harry well.

  17. Danica Cekic permalink
    October 15, 2017

    Hello heard a lot about u from my mother and father u were good friends with my father dragomir cekic I wonder if u remember please e-mail me take care regards

  18. David Levy permalink
    November 22, 2017

    I remember you were a great friend of my late cousin Marie Shine.
    Indeed I met you often at her famous Seder Night feasts.
    If you let me have your email address I have a very nice photo I would love you to have,–best wishes.
    David Levy (Born 1933)

  19. Charles Simmons permalink
    July 6, 2018

    I’m slightly younger than Harry Landis and met him after completing Military Service in 1952. About that time my suits were being made by a tailor called Alfie Maron who’s workshop was I think in Hanbury Street.
    I’m sure Harry would have known Alfie and indeed many more fascinating people who became well known in later years.
    Where indeed is Arthur Mason and that lovely girl he was often seen around with, I cant recall her name but she went on to be what was then called a ” Starlet “. Whatever happened to them both.
    Happy Days

  20. May 25, 2021

    Hi, My name is Lisa Wood, and for many years worked in the acting world. I remember Harry sitting in the front row of The New End Theatre in Hampstead.It was,a play by Bernard Kops called The Hamlet of Stepney Green. Iwas playing Mrs.Stone,I must of made an impression on him with my best jewish yenta acting,because msny yesrs later I bumped into him in a theatre foyer, and he knew exactly who I was. He was the loveluest most normal actor I had ever met, just great. He was quite high up on The Equity Board at that time. Quite different to the woman who is in the same position. (Dont know if you have read the press today about Maureen Lipman complaining about Equity.
    Just in case you still dont know Arthur Masons wife was Vera Day. We used to belong to the same gym.

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