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dramaturgy) wrote2007-10-15 08:52 pm
dramaturgy) wrote2007-10-15 08:52 pm
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Seriously. A weekend of theatre in the Twin Cities on the college's dime. What could make me happier?
I made the drive to St. Paul on Saturday after my GRE (didn't do very well, I don't want to talk about it) and it was a tiring drive... but yep. Hannah's mom cooked us a DELICIOUS dinner and we went to the Theatre de la Jeune Lune to see The Deception.
The Deception was not my favorite of the three acting wise, but design wise it was brilliant. The Deception is a commedia that does not end in the traditional happy ending way. I'll spare you the summary, but suffice to say there were a couple of dead bodies on stage by the end. Like I said, the designs were the best. There was no furniture (except for a large tub of water in Act II), and set, light, and costumes totally made the show worth it for me. The set was, as you can see, made of walls of glass ("glass") panes that were smeared with blues, yellows, and greens. The lighting was amazing. The costumes were not period, but they weren't really of a specific era, either. They were kind of period inspired, but it was very cohesive - whites, creams, brown, black.
Saturday night we went out to a bar, and it was fun. I don't really do the bar thing that often but it was a nice bonding experience with Hannah, Sarah, Brian, and Danny. I drove back to Hannah's because I was probably the least wasted of the five of us. (I have a drink named after me now, so ha.) We watched some Office (which is, oddly, just as funny buzzed as it is sober).
Sunday morning we had a tour of the Guthrie, which was pretty amazing. I won't even lie. We saw them switching sets of the RSC Seagull (&heart; ♥ ♥)/King Lear tour. We got to see the scene shop, the costume shop, a rehearsal room, the props shop (A PROPS SHOP), and all the goodies. I love getting tours. I bought a pin in the gift shop that says "I'm Feeling Squishy." It's actually a promotion for their production of The Home Place by Brian Friel, and I had to buy three other buttons for a dollar, but it was so worth it. (After the lady almost jumped down my throat with a THOSE AREN'T FREE after Brian showed it to me [almost didn't buy it after that!].)
Then we saw The Pillowman in the Dowling Studios, which is the Guthrie's black box space. It. Was. AMAZING. I loved it. It was my favorite. I actually cried. I can't even speak coherently about it. The only thing that didn't really ring for me was the man who played Michael. He was too... self-aware for me to buy that he really didn't know better for committing his crime. (Don't know the play? Well ha! Read it!) My favorite line in the play was spot on. (Paraphrasing, Tupolski says it's a weird bit of a comfort to know that when a child dies they weren't alone, and it was on purpose instead of a stupid accident.)
It was beautifully designed, and I think Katurian was the best of any acting we saw all weekend.
Sunday night, we went and saw Speed the Plow, a David Mamet play. The first part was leaving me cold, but then Karen (the woman) showed up. I'm tired so I'm not sure I could even try to summarize it, but there was something very very beautiful about it in the end.
The drive back was torturous and exhausting, but. Hey. It was a decent tradeoff. I wish I could go back but I'm not sure I'd want to drive it again. The Jungle is doing a new Conor McPherson play (YESSSSS GO SEAFARER) in the end of December and the Guthrie is doing Peer Gynt in January. Rar.
I have a book that I haven't started yet and I have a small presentation on on Wednesday.
I made the drive to St. Paul on Saturday after my GRE (didn't do very well, I don't want to talk about it) and it was a tiring drive... but yep. Hannah's mom cooked us a DELICIOUS dinner and we went to the Theatre de la Jeune Lune to see The Deception.
The Deception was not my favorite of the three acting wise, but design wise it was brilliant. The Deception is a commedia that does not end in the traditional happy ending way. I'll spare you the summary, but suffice to say there were a couple of dead bodies on stage by the end. Like I said, the designs were the best. There was no furniture (except for a large tub of water in Act II), and set, light, and costumes totally made the show worth it for me. The set was, as you can see, made of walls of glass ("glass") panes that were smeared with blues, yellows, and greens. The lighting was amazing. The costumes were not period, but they weren't really of a specific era, either. They were kind of period inspired, but it was very cohesive - whites, creams, brown, black.
Saturday night we went out to a bar, and it was fun. I don't really do the bar thing that often but it was a nice bonding experience with Hannah, Sarah, Brian, and Danny. I drove back to Hannah's because I was probably the least wasted of the five of us. (I have a drink named after me now, so ha.) We watched some Office (which is, oddly, just as funny buzzed as it is sober).
Sunday morning we had a tour of the Guthrie, which was pretty amazing. I won't even lie. We saw them switching sets of the RSC Seagull (&heart; ♥ ♥)/King Lear tour. We got to see the scene shop, the costume shop, a rehearsal room, the props shop (A PROPS SHOP), and all the goodies. I love getting tours. I bought a pin in the gift shop that says "I'm Feeling Squishy." It's actually a promotion for their production of The Home Place by Brian Friel, and I had to buy three other buttons for a dollar, but it was so worth it. (After the lady almost jumped down my throat with a THOSE AREN'T FREE after Brian showed it to me [almost didn't buy it after that!].)
Then we saw The Pillowman in the Dowling Studios, which is the Guthrie's black box space. It. Was. AMAZING. I loved it. It was my favorite. I actually cried. I can't even speak coherently about it. The only thing that didn't really ring for me was the man who played Michael. He was too... self-aware for me to buy that he really didn't know better for committing his crime. (Don't know the play? Well ha! Read it!) My favorite line in the play was spot on. (Paraphrasing, Tupolski says it's a weird bit of a comfort to know that when a child dies they weren't alone, and it was on purpose instead of a stupid accident.)
It was beautifully designed, and I think Katurian was the best of any acting we saw all weekend.
Sunday night, we went and saw Speed the Plow, a David Mamet play. The first part was leaving me cold, but then Karen (the woman) showed up. I'm tired so I'm not sure I could even try to summarize it, but there was something very very beautiful about it in the end.
The drive back was torturous and exhausting, but. Hey. It was a decent tradeoff. I wish I could go back but I'm not sure I'd want to drive it again. The Jungle is doing a new Conor McPherson play (YESSSSS GO SEAFARER) in the end of December and the Guthrie is doing Peer Gynt in January. Rar.
I have a book that I haven't started yet and I have a small presentation on on Wednesday.