My Break
The Highest Points...
I saw Lestat! It was dark, beautiful, exciting, and surprisingly close to the book (especially in comparison to the Queen of the Damned fiasco). The scene transitions were flawlessly smooth and interesting, the acting was quite convincing, and the costumes and settings were gorgeous and easily transported the viewer to exotic locations rich in color and detail. I was initially set off by the music (scored by Elton John) because a few of the songs had a very subtle melody that was difficult to pick out. As the play progressed, however, I discovered a range of songs that I loved. Some plucked at my heartstrings, some caused me to laugh loudly, and others were simply a pleasure to experience and added to the audience's knowledge of a character's motivation.
For those of you Vampire Chronicle Buffs, there are several small allusions to the rest of the series or to small events that couldn't be included due to time, so there will be small surprises that will make you smile, but would be lost on anyone else in the audience. True, a few things were changed from the book, but these are overall minor changes. (Mandatory Note to Homophobic America: This play is based on the original novel and follows it closely, so there is an abundance of homoerotic subtext and at times blatant love between two male characters. Yes, in that way. And, yes, it's delicious.)
*spending quality time with my older brother
*watching my grandmother smile as she watched Laws of Attraction for her first time
*listening to my 94-yo grandfather alternately share stories of his youth and yell at my grandmother for being too loud ("Just shuddap!") when she demands that he be quieter so that she can hear the movie she's watching.
*reading Naruto manga past anime canon so that I feel no guilt over being randomly spoiled through fanfic.
The Lowest Points...
*Never, ever, EVER open up one of those squishy bead pillows. Not that I speak from experience, but they contain billions of little charged styrofoam pellets that stick to skin and every other surface like a glove. You will continue to find said pellets in the most bizarre places even weeks after the initial contact. Or so I've heard.
*Let's just not talk about grades.
*Rediscovering why I shouldn't miss my cousins that much.
CIN'S COUSIN: So, do you have a boyfriend?
CIN: No.
CIN's COUSIN: Oh. Why not? *pretends to care and listen*
CIN: So, all in all-
CIN's COUSIN: *turns back on Cin. literally. so she can talk about sex with a different, cooler cousin.*
INNER CIN: In conclusion, I don't have *a* boyfriend, I have *three* fulltime boyfriends who are sort of sharing me at the moment and a fuckbuddy who shows up every other Tuesday when she visits her mother. I know, one would think that I'd be far too busy with school and work to have so much sex, but I figure whatthehell... I'm young!
CIN's OLDER COUSIN: I'm going to grad school at Yale now, you're just at a UC, right?
CIN's OLDER COUSIN's DAD: You two are just alike, only my daughter's obviously gotten her life on the right track. Isn't she great?
CIN's OLDER COUSIN: I look a lot like you, only prettier. I cook, volunteer, work out, got straight A's, have a wonderful sex life, can drink with the best of them, and am so much more mature than you.
CIN's OLDER COUSIN: *proceeds to squeal at the arrival of a step-sister and uses words such as "kissywissy" and "pooky" in all seriousness*
INNER CIN: Kissywissy?
CIN: Kissywissy?
INNER CIN: Shit, that was out loud.
CIN's AUNTS: (they took turns asking) Where are all of the girls?
INNER CIN: I stuffed them in a closet so that they can tear each other to pieces and choke to death on their own acidic natures.
CIN: I don't know.
CIN's AUNTS: Well, why aren't you with them?
INNER CIN: Because they're a bunch of clique-driven, snobby bitches who ran off to gossip without me.
CIN: *shrugs*
I saw Lestat! It was dark, beautiful, exciting, and surprisingly close to the book (especially in comparison to the Queen of the Damned fiasco). The scene transitions were flawlessly smooth and interesting, the acting was quite convincing, and the costumes and settings were gorgeous and easily transported the viewer to exotic locations rich in color and detail. I was initially set off by the music (scored by Elton John) because a few of the songs had a very subtle melody that was difficult to pick out. As the play progressed, however, I discovered a range of songs that I loved. Some plucked at my heartstrings, some caused me to laugh loudly, and others were simply a pleasure to experience and added to the audience's knowledge of a character's motivation.
For those of you Vampire Chronicle Buffs, there are several small allusions to the rest of the series or to small events that couldn't be included due to time, so there will be small surprises that will make you smile, but would be lost on anyone else in the audience. True, a few things were changed from the book, but these are overall minor changes. (Mandatory Note to Homophobic America: This play is based on the original novel and follows it closely, so there is an abundance of homoerotic subtext and at times blatant love between two male characters. Yes, in that way. And, yes, it's delicious.)
*spending quality time with my older brother
*watching my grandmother smile as she watched Laws of Attraction for her first time
*listening to my 94-yo grandfather alternately share stories of his youth and yell at my grandmother for being too loud ("Just shuddap!") when she demands that he be quieter so that she can hear the movie she's watching.
*reading Naruto manga past anime canon so that I feel no guilt over being randomly spoiled through fanfic.
The Lowest Points...
*Never, ever, EVER open up one of those squishy bead pillows. Not that I speak from experience, but they contain billions of little charged styrofoam pellets that stick to skin and every other surface like a glove. You will continue to find said pellets in the most bizarre places even weeks after the initial contact. Or so I've heard.
*Let's just not talk about grades.
*Rediscovering why I shouldn't miss my cousins that much.
CIN'S COUSIN: So, do you have a boyfriend?
CIN: No.
CIN's COUSIN: Oh. Why not? *pretends to care and listen*
CIN: So, all in all-
CIN's COUSIN: *turns back on Cin. literally. so she can talk about sex with a different, cooler cousin.*
INNER CIN: In conclusion, I don't have *a* boyfriend, I have *three* fulltime boyfriends who are sort of sharing me at the moment and a fuckbuddy who shows up every other Tuesday when she visits her mother. I know, one would think that I'd be far too busy with school and work to have so much sex, but I figure whatthehell... I'm young!
CIN's OLDER COUSIN: I'm going to grad school at Yale now, you're just at a UC, right?
CIN's OLDER COUSIN's DAD: You two are just alike, only my daughter's obviously gotten her life on the right track. Isn't she great?
CIN's OLDER COUSIN: I look a lot like you, only prettier. I cook, volunteer, work out, got straight A's, have a wonderful sex life, can drink with the best of them, and am so much more mature than you.
CIN's OLDER COUSIN: *proceeds to squeal at the arrival of a step-sister and uses words such as "kissywissy" and "pooky" in all seriousness*
INNER CIN: Kissywissy?
CIN: Kissywissy?
INNER CIN: Shit, that was out loud.
CIN's AUNTS: (they took turns asking) Where are all of the girls?
INNER CIN: I stuffed them in a closet so that they can tear each other to pieces and choke to death on their own acidic natures.
CIN: I don't know.
CIN's AUNTS: Well, why aren't you with them?
INNER CIN: Because they're a bunch of clique-driven, snobby bitches who ran off to gossip without me.
CIN: *shrugs*