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Guy Masterson: My Family and Another Fringe!

21 Jul 2026

​I invited Guy Masterson to talk about his time at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, his famous connections and the double bill of shows about ElizabthTaylor being performed this year.​

All I need is one hit play, to make my day, to make my life in every way!

Guy Masterson is the nephew of the legendary actor, film icon and hard-drinking Welshman Richard Burton (1925-1984), whom Kenneth Tynan called "the natural successor to Olivier”. While he never won an Oscar, Burton received seven nominations and was married five times: twice to Elizabeth Taylor, with whom he had a notoriously turbulent relationship. Taylor won three Oscars: two for Best Actress and the Jean Hersholt Humanitarian Award for her pioneering advocacy of those fighting HIV/AIDS.

I invited him to talk about his time at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, his famous connections and the double bill of shows about ElizabthTaylor being performed this year.

Two years ago you celebrated 3O consecutive years at the Edinburgh Fringe and said that you wouldn't be back. What happened?

I was really angry in 2024 about the skyrocketing costs of accommodation and the distribution of the Covid recovery grant from the Fringe Society that didn’t reach the artists, but I had committed to presenting two shows and I vowed that would be my last Fringe. I was only up in Edinburgh that year to open and close them - and once in the middle to present the Korean awards and I gave two single performances of my signature solo shows - Under Milk Wood and Animal Farm in the prestigious Pleasance EICC as a kind of sign off. I'm glad I did them and maintained my consecutive record, but I thought it was a good time to bow out.

And now you are approaching your 32nd.

Yes, but this year is very different. It started off with honouring another commitment; this time to Call Me Elizabeth, which I absolutely wanted to do because of the obvious connection and because it was another way of honouring my uncle and because of what Kayla Boye had written, which I thought led into some really interesting angles on Elizabeth's view of Richard.

He was obviously a key figure in your life.

He was only three younger than my mother. My maternal grandmother, Cis - short for Cecilia - was Richard's older sister and when their mother died, Cis and her husband Elfed took Richard in and brought him up as her son. So my mother and he grew up as brother and sister. Whenever he was in London for filming or whatever, they'd stop by to see Cis, who lived with us. And whenever Elizabeth was with him, which was during my formative years, she would come too. The Rolls would pull up outside the house and I'd go and play. Very often the paparazzi would be hanging around outside the bungalow waiting for them to emerge, and that was just how things were.

That must have been mind-blowing for a young boy with no 'showbiz' background

I grew up with all that without really understanding what it was about, because I was too young. Then, when I was nineteen I had this incredible road trip with Uncle Richard where I got to know him personally; a sort of father-and-son ‘brief shining moment’, if you like. I was close to his children too, particularly Liza and Maria. Maria used to live with us in North London when she was attending school and getting a job. Liza was Elizabeth's daughter by Michael Todd, but he died so early in her life Richard was the only father she knew. She loved and worshipped him. My sister Celia was very often invited to keep them company during the school holidays - wherever they were - Puerto Vallarta, Gstaad, Los Angeles - keeping the girls company during those critical years when Elizabeth and Richard went from enchantment to furious love to throwing plates at each other!

There was clearly no shortage of material for Kayla to draw on in Call Me Elizabeth. How did you come to be involved?

I went to see it in 2023. I was a little trepidatious, because who's going to take on playing Elizabeth Taylor? But I saw it… and Kayla was wonderful, no doubt about it.

But what I saw was effectively Part 1: from child star to meeting Richard, what we've termed From Lassie to Cleopatra. There was inevitably going to be a Part 2, so I asked Kayla if I could be involved as an advisor, given that I’d met her and might have some inside family information that could help. I know how the family felt about everything. They worshipped Richard. He was a very dear parent when he was with them, and he took his responsibilities as a father very, very seriously. The key part of the story was what happened between the second divorce and the last time Elizabeth saw him.

I was with Richard in Switzerland in 1981, and he admitted to talking to Elizabeth practically every day on the telephone. I picked him up on it; “You're always talking about her”. He said, “No I'm not”. “Yes you are! You talk about her all the time”. So I knew they both never stopped loving each other, but they also realised it was over and that Richard had moved on.

And what was it Kayla wrote that you felt was so important to get right?

She wrote a very interesting take on what happened that led Elizabeth into humanitarian work. In 1983, at Elizabeth’s instigation, they worked together in a hugely commercial production of Private Lives by Noel Coward. What had initially started as a Broadway stunt blossomed into an national tour during which Richard married Sally Hay. Sally and he eloped one weekend to Las Vegas and he had returned to the show a married man. It was the end of the Richard and Elizabeth era and, after the show closed, Elizabeth experienced a major depression tantamount to a nervous breakdown. She'd also become reliant on painkillers and sleeping pills and was drinking far too much alcohol. Not for highs; she was in great pain from her various ailments and struggling with the addictions, probably in mourning for the real end of her marriage of passion to Richard. I guess she had no real reason to carry on. Eventually her children, all four of them, staged an intervention: “This is how your sickness makes us feel”... and Elizabeth eventually chose to go to the Betty Ford Centre of her own volition, to get clean and sober.

It was around this time that the AIDS epidemic was making its mark and the Reagan government was ignoring it, calling it the “gay plague”. She was aware too that gay actors made up a large part of Hollywood at the time and they were being shunned by one of their contemporaries now President in the White House.

Elizabeth had worked very intimately with James Dean, who was to become a gay icon, Montgomery Clift, whose moher announced his homosexualtiy afetr his death - those two both dying in tragic car crashes, and Rock Hudson, who was diagnosed with AIDS in 1984. His homosexuality was known in the industry and he became one of the first celebrities to disclose his diagnosis and in 1985 the first major American celebrity to die from an AIDS-related illness. For those three to die so tragically meant so much to her. So Elizabeth used her fame - and her personal connection to him - to get through on the White House line, if you like, and shift the dial. And the rest is history. Elizabeth too became a gay icon because of it - and perhaps that was her most powerful and meaningful performance…

She was particularly affected by Rock Hudson's death

I was at Elizabeth's house in Bel Air on the day she got the news… I'd gone up to see Maria, who was in town, so I went up to the house. I didn't see Elizabeth. She didn't come down from her room. It was very sad. Very, very sad. I know she was devastated.

It's easy to forget how dreadful those times they were and the fact that the Reagan administration was pretending it wasn't happening.

And meanwhile Thatcher's government here was putting together all those horrific videos: crumbling buildings and apocalyptic messaging. It was quite atrocious. The publicity was appalling, so Elizabeth used her connections. THIS is really the premise of Part 2... Without giving too much away, the play opens and she's receiving RSVPs for her first of several “Moving the Dial” dinners she’d put together, and she's seeing responses from Michael Jackson, Frank Sinatra, various others, and notes from the Reagans all turning her down. But during the course of the hour you watch her become more and more determined to change the perception. She calls the White House. “Could I speak to the President please?” Tell him it’s Elizabeth… Yes, that Elizabeth!”

Her “sass” is one of the great things I remember about Elizabeth. I experienced it. Actually, I have a photograph from the house. Look at this. There's me holding one of her Oscars, posing with the programme for the first piece of theatre I was ever in. That's the Warhol on the wall behind me. Monet on the other wall. And there's my sister presenting me with the Oscar! I’m just 24 starting my career and holding Elizabeth’s Oscars in my hands and all the paintings around me aren't prints. They're real. Millions of pounds worth of art hanging on her walls!

And no one outside of the family has ever seen that photo?

They haven't. And here's the other thing… that first play I was in, The Wonderful World of Waiver, was a musical and by some miracle, I played the lead. The lights come up on this agitated figure in a flat cap, obviously a writer with writer's block, and he breaks into song and my opening lines are: “All I need is one hit play, to make my day, to make my life in every way!” And I guess I've lived my life that way ever since!

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