Man, Shakespeare is the hardest thing I've ever tried to act. The language is intimidating. But the character build, I'm finding, is interesting. Prospero is such a complicated guy. It's all about power and control. And of course finally, forgiveness and letting go.
Not that I would know anything about that.
Theater is, on the whole, such an interesting art form. It's so much work for such a short run. Then there are the little dramas that take place during the rehearsal period. Actors don't show. People get pissy.
For instance last night the house manager for Mary's show, Tango, wouldn't let our children into the preview because the arrived three minutes late. Now, this guy was model for the snarky little director in Waiting For Guffman and (we thought) a friend of ours. But he's also dying from kidney disease. Consequently he's turned into the angriest little man in the theater.
Mary was so angry with him for not letting the kids in. I mean betrayal always sucks but it hurt her feelings because she has been rehearsing for three months. Not seeing her kids except for short little bursts. The one night they could all come to show, this little sad man ruined it for her.
Alack, for pity.
Posted by shawn at March 31, 2006 08:12 AM