dramaturgy: ([SPN] Anna is dangerous.)
Since I don't think I'm smart enough for "The Politics of Aesthetics," let's have an LJ update instead.

Last weekend I was feeling a bit sick, and by Monday night I had a raging sinus infection. So I cancelled my class for Tuesday and went to the doctor and got some drugs. He was a nice doctor; we had a lovely conversation about Iowa because I was wearing my Coe College sweatshirt (I need a new one, this one's getting all ratty) and apparently his mother grew up in Cedar Rapids. Wednesday I was still on my back, but I woke upon Thursday and cared about things again, so I decided I could teach and go to Galileo rehearsal -- which is going really well. I'm enjoying it.

Friday was hella busy. I went into the city to run some errands; I dropped off/picked up scripts at Young Playwrights and got my brother a birthday gift. I walked around in the theatre district. I love the city so much, sometimes it actually hurts me.

Then I went with another woman in the program to see an NT Live broadcast of Donmar Warehouse's production of King Lear with Derek Jacobi. Now, I am a huge fan of Michael Grandage and the Donmar. I think they do beautiful shows that are not dependent on design or spectacle, but instead allow actors and plays to do the work for themselves and letting talent shine through. I would seriously give my right arm to work for that man.

That said, I also don't have another Lear that I've seen to compare it to -- but it was stunning. Derek Jacobi is just as marvelous as you think he would be from beginning to end. Gina McKee was an awesome stone cold bitch as Goneril. The brothers were also great, and the whole thing with them and Gloucester was so wonderful it hurt. Edmund was compact and sort of weaselly looking, and Edgar was tall, gallant -- basically everything he's supposed to be. (And he was doing some dead ringer Matt Smith and his confusing yet sexually exciting facial hair action as Tom, which was only a little distracting but it was working for me.) There was this wonderful/awful moment after Gloucester's been blinded and meets with Edgar again, still as Tom, he slips and calls him "father" when me and probably a good 70% of the audience all went, "Ohh" because it hurt so good. Ron Cook made me cry as the Fool -- he was superb. I have seen him onstage twice (I suppose technically three times?) and he is just so great every single time.

I don't know if I've ever had my heart broken quite like when Lear came on, wailing -- not so much crying as just a full out cry of despair -- with Cordelia's body.

They also advertised the next NT Live broadcast which is Johnny Lee Miller and Benedict Cumberbatch trading off lead roles of the Creature and Victor Frankenstein in "Frankenstein." They're going to do one broadcast for each and DO WANT. I want to see both.

Spider-Man is hiring a script doctor which is honestly what needed work but there is a part of me going ASSHOLES I'M A DRAMATURG THAT'S MY JOB.

Also I'm coming to that time where I have a lot of things to do and I don't want to do any of them, and some of them don't have a penalty like not doing homework does. These are things like finding a job, and finding internships to apply for.

ETA: Since I'm a big old slut for production/rehearsal photography, here's some for Lear.
dramaturgy: ([Glee] Fuck yeah!)
So my mom ad I are watching Patrick Stewart in Macbeth on PBS, and my mom is getting frisky.

[23:21] tooth_fairy2003: He looks remarkabley buff in that shirt, for a man his age. What is his age? Is he married?
[23:21] Liz: Acting is surprisingly physical.
[23:22] Liz: And he's 70. XD
[23:22] tooth_fairy2003: My, my...
[23:22] tooth_fairy2003: I could use a sugar daddy
[23:22] Liz: LOL
[23:23] Liz: MY daddy might have something to say about that.
[23:23] Liz: I, however, am fair game.
[23:23] tooth_fairy2003: He's pretty buff himself
[23:23] Liz: I'll take your word for it.
[23:24] tooth_fairy2003: I used to watch you on Star Trek when I was a little girl is a great pick up line
dramaturgy: ([SPN] Lit.)
THE BOYS ARE BACK TONIGHT.
And holy shit it's Thursday. I'm going back to school on Saturday. Which means I have to pack tomorrow. o_o This is going to end in tears. Possibly blood.

Michael sent out the updated book list for the Shakespeare class, and it has gone from "Shakespeare and His Contemporaries" to "The Shakespearean Dramaturgy." There used to be thirteen Shakespeare plays and thirteen others by Marlowe, Kyd, Webster, Ford, and you know, a couple others, all but one by Marlowe. But now there is an assload of Shakespeare plays and about five others. I just really can't help but be disappointed by that.

Meh.
dramaturgy: ([Misc] DT as Hamlet.)
So like I said, Friday night I managed to get to go see Hamlet with Jude Law. The short version of that story is FUCKING AMAZING, and the longer version of that is FUCKING AMAZING and now we're going to talk about a few things.

This is gonna get long. )

That aside, things are all right. I'm keeping busy. I'm excited because I get to do a full protocol for the Intro class, and I get to choose any play I want. I was thinking The Sea Gull, but now I'm thinking about doing Spring's Awakening. (Chris gave a presentation on Goethe and Faust last Thursday and I FINALLY managed to connect Melchior to Faust and Wendla to Gretchen -- I knew in general about the plot of Faust, mind you, but reading it really shed light on it.) I think it would be interesting to work on.

Right now I'm working on a production history project, where we had to cite three productions of any Ibsen play, or any other play that we've studied in the class up to this point. I chose Ghosts because I'm so over A Doll House, and I am remembering how awesome this play is. I haven't read it since I was in high school. I was going to do our next project (images and sound) on A Dream Play by Strindberg, but now I'm thinking I want to keep working on Ghosts.
dramaturgy: ([Misc] <3333)
So last night... probably about 11 or 11:30, the power went our which means that I laid here in the dark. I curled up in bed and read by candlelight and then it came back on about 2:30. It was kind of chilly at that point. >_> I probably should have gone to sleep, but I was getting to near the end of A Lion Among Men. I hope he's planning to write more, because I cannot get enough of the Wicked series. I can't even really pinpoint what it is I love so much about his writing, I just know that I love to read it. (Liir/Candle/Trism OT3, y/n?)

Moira Kelly is on Heroes. GUYS. THAT'S WHERE MANDY WENT. SHE DIDN'T GO TO MANDY LAND SHE WENT TO HOMELAND SECURITY AND CHANGED HER NAME. >_>
Dan Byrd + Sylar = LOVE that is all I will say about that. XD

So I agreed to pick up a shift tonight because Ashley wasn't feeling well last night and didn't think that she'd feel any better today, and I need the hours. But I had to talk to my brother and see when he could have the car back. He said, very martyr like, "I can be back by 3:30. Of course... I'll have to miss rehearsal..." and then he left.

WELL you know what? If you hadn't killed the car, we wouldn't be having this problem. The play is extra. It is not for a grade. SACRIFICES, IT'S TIME TO MAKE SOME.

Unfortunately, working tonight means that I can't go to my high school's pops concert. Which is not such a downfall in itself. BUT I read in the newspaper that the concert will be concluding with La Vie Boheme. From Rent. I just. I don't know HOW. Are they going to skip all the verses? And now I won't be able to find out. Woe.

Behind the cut is the lyrics to LVB, with all the things I doubt we'd be able to mention at my alma mater in bold. I'm just guessing with where they could start. I'm imagining it will end before where I do and not include dialogue, but I figured as long as I was doing it... )

And if you can't mention mucho masturbation, why even bother.

...

Sep. 24th, 2003 10:14 pm
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Blow, blow, thou winter wing,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude,
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen
Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly!
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly;
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember'd not.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly!
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly;
Then, heigh-ho the holly!
This life is most jolly.

-- William Shakespeare, "As You Like It"


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