Re: The Performancepsychic_wonderApril 20 2010, 17:34:08 UTC
For the past week, Sam had looked toward this moment with increasing amounts of something close to dread. There were so many things that could go wrong, so many places he could screw things up, not just for himself but for everyone else, and it didn't matter that the last play had turned out fine because this was a totally different story.
But somehow, all of that seemed to fade once he got out on stage. Maybe it was everything coming together - the lights and the costumes and a real audience - or maybe it was the rush of no longer having the safety net of it's just a rehearsal underneath him, but not even spotting Dean as he crossed the stage at the start threw him tonight.
Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; he began, and everything just fell into place from there.
All the time he'd spent thinking about Richard came to a point; he was vicious and conniving and charismatic and totally without remorse and it all felt right here. Sam wasn't surprised that his scenes with Dinah felt the most comfortable of all, even as the tension between Richard and Tyrrel probably made Shakespeare roll in his grave. As the play neared its end, as did Richard's life, he let his emotions loose, letting out everything he had left, and when he walked off stage for the final time of the evening, he smiled, infinitely pleased.
But somehow, all of that seemed to fade once he got out on stage. Maybe it was everything coming together - the lights and the costumes and a real audience - or maybe it was the rush of no longer having the safety net of it's just a rehearsal underneath him, but not even spotting Dean as he crossed the stage at the start threw him tonight.
Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York; he began, and everything just fell into place from there.
All the time he'd spent thinking about Richard came to a point; he was vicious and conniving and charismatic and totally without remorse and it all felt right here. Sam wasn't surprised that his scenes with Dinah felt the most comfortable of all, even as the tension between Richard and Tyrrel probably made Shakespeare roll in his grave. As the play neared its end, as did Richard's life, he let his emotions loose, letting out everything he had left, and when he walked off stage for the final time of the evening, he smiled, infinitely pleased.
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