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2.12.2011
Today at rehearsal was the longest yet . . . and then I got lost downtown for almost half an hour. In the middle of the day. So far I haven't gotten lost at night . . . but leave it to me to fuck up something EASY. Back when I took piano lessons, my teacher told me that I always got the music that was hard for everyone else finished quickly. The music that everyone else found easy, however, was the music I spent months trying to master.I still don't know how to feel about that. In the beginning we were working on the scene where Hamlet, um, hits on (?) Ophelia at the play. Hits on isn't exactly the right term, but . . . for now it will have to do because I can't think of anything else. Making vagina hand gestures and the ten, you know -- index finger penis and index finger / thumb vagina. Stuff. Deciding on the theme that Ophelia is most likely pregnant. By the end we were all bored and tired and reduced to about 1/4 of our original size (the rest of the cast made up excuses and left) and were either doing deadpan or melodrama just because it's funny. You haven't lived until you've seen and heard the final scenes, particularly Hamlet's dying speech(es), performed deadpan. It's wildly hilarious. Or, as Marlene says, high-LAR-ious. She says that a lot. I enjoy it. Actually, Steven is really, really funny . . . and it feels like some of the tension is dissolving even though we still haven't said anything to each other. Other than lines. If I could look at the future, I'd like to take a glimpse at the show and see how it turns out. I'm sort of scared . . . I mean, this company is known for being, like, very, very good at what they do, to put it briefly. They've never gotten a bad review. Marlene has won about a zillion awards for directing and stuff. So, you know, no pressure. Steven's now doing the Kenneth Branagh version of "I LOVED OPHELIA" which is an impassioned, tragical scream. I laugh every time he (Steven) does it. It's just so WEIRD. Not him, per se . . . he does it nicely. Just the idea of it, or something, I don't know. I'm definitely going to have to get over that before I have to pretend to be dead in a coffin. If your dead body is lying there tittering, then you've got several problems. Most notably . . . they're probably not dead, so maybe you shouldn't bury them. Labels: hamlet 4 Comments:
hahahaa..some interesting stuff at play practice.
By I'm sure you guys will have it perfected by show time. Steve sounds very interesting. I'm glad he can lighten things up.
By Sounds like you guys are having some fun too. I'm sure there be more long rehearsals ahead. All the best on the play.
By Let's call it making awkward remarks and leave it at that.
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