Last Tuesday night I finally began having fun doing our show. Sometimes, in the beginning of a run, I have this ridiculous fear that at some point during the show I’ll forget the words I am supposed to say—that I’ll freeze up and the words will just stop coming out of my mouth.
I find it really hard to simultaneously argue that it matters that women directors have been completely cheated by the Academy Awards and that the Academy Awards are complete bullshit and don’t matter at all…
Subtext, for anyone who doesn’t know acting, means exactly what it is: anything that is underneath the text. Stated otherwise, it is all of the things that actors say without words. And the ability to communicate it is one of the things that separates great actors from good ones.
The success of Crow’s Theatre’s excellent production of The Flick, clocking in at around three hours, provoked this next thought – I have never heard anyone ever say, about any show, in my entire life, NOT EVER – “I don’t think it was long enough.”
Sometimes when I’m reading the dumbest fucking things that are being passed off as arguments that there is no climate crisis, I think “How can people actually choose to believe this over science, just become somebody wrote it down and said it was true?”