Hamlet, or, why I've fallen off the face of the earth recently
I'm in Denmark. And here? We're all a little bit mad.
Hamlet opened last weekend to a piddly crowd, the BEST CROWD EVER, and a Mother's Day crowd, in that order. But most of the piddly crowd were my coworkers, who, unbeknownst to me, had been planning this trip ever since I told them the dates. Unnerved me a bit when I first saw them...because my work world and my theater world couldn't be farther apart. And now they'd actually see me act. Good news is, they loved it.
Saturday's crowd felt bigger than it actually was. They were picking up on little things, and giving us the most fantastic responses. Perfect for review night. Sean and I were approached by so many people afterwards, including people we didn't know who loved us. Talk about your ego boost, that kind of reaction fills your confidence tank for a while. I had at least 3 people telling me that I made them cry. I walked away positively glowing that night.
The review came out, and Sean got an absolutely raving review, which he deserved every word of, if not more. I have never been more proud of my husband (sorry, gryphon2k , I know "the cute, it hurts!" lol). I, on the other hand, felt like I got a bit of a brush off, a mere parenthetical mention. I overreacted, allowing it to stick in my craw, when truly, I should focus on the audience's reaction, which was nothing but glowing. But I also have been laying it all out there. The role of Ophelia is no joke, I have 5 scenes to establish relationships with people and display her demise from happy sister to ostracized lover and daughter to stark raving lunacy. And this is the first show in which I feel like I've nailed my character. So to get the brush off from this reviewer had me in a state of "What the f*** do I have to do???"
Anyway, venting and self pity aside, that's what my life has been lately. We also had some news of late, but that will have to wait for another time.
Hamlet opened last weekend to a piddly crowd, the BEST CROWD EVER, and a Mother's Day crowd, in that order. But most of the piddly crowd were my coworkers, who, unbeknownst to me, had been planning this trip ever since I told them the dates. Unnerved me a bit when I first saw them...because my work world and my theater world couldn't be farther apart. And now they'd actually see me act. Good news is, they loved it.
Saturday's crowd felt bigger than it actually was. They were picking up on little things, and giving us the most fantastic responses. Perfect for review night. Sean and I were approached by so many people afterwards, including people we didn't know who loved us. Talk about your ego boost, that kind of reaction fills your confidence tank for a while. I had at least 3 people telling me that I made them cry. I walked away positively glowing that night.
The review came out, and Sean got an absolutely raving review, which he deserved every word of, if not more. I have never been more proud of my husband (sorry, gryphon2k , I know "the cute, it hurts!" lol). I, on the other hand, felt like I got a bit of a brush off, a mere parenthetical mention. I overreacted, allowing it to stick in my craw, when truly, I should focus on the audience's reaction, which was nothing but glowing. But I also have been laying it all out there. The role of Ophelia is no joke, I have 5 scenes to establish relationships with people and display her demise from happy sister to ostracized lover and daughter to stark raving lunacy. And this is the first show in which I feel like I've nailed my character. So to get the brush off from this reviewer had me in a state of "What the f*** do I have to do???"
Anyway, venting and self pity aside, that's what my life has been lately. We also had some news of late, but that will have to wait for another time.