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Last night I celebrated the end of the week by going to see a student production of Medea! The theatre, sadly, was super inaccessible (I doubt you could get a wheelchair in there at all, the entrance and hall were so narrow, and they didn't even hand out programs to summarize the action or anything), but it was quite good otherwise. Maybe too good; Medea's crying at the beginning was super uncomfortable because it sounded so much like me crying when I am super super upset, and if I were able to shoot lasers from my eyes I would have killed the guy playing Jason. This is the only time I will say that I am glad I don't have eye-lasers, because I'm sure that guy does not actually deserve death, but JASON DOES. I HATE JASON AND HIS SMUG HORRIBLE FACE AND I'M GLAD THAT HE DIED IN A SILLY WAY.
Oh also Wikipedia tells me that there are two ancient poets with two different versions of Medea, one where she kills her children by accident and one where Creon's guards killed them, and I am so angry that I have not learned of these versions while ACTUALLY STUDYING CLASSICS. Obviously there should be a course that is focused on nothing but badass ladies of classical drama and OTHER VERSIONS OF THEIR STORIES BESIDES MEAN ATHENIAN VERSIONS. I would take the shit out of that class, because I don't want to learn this crap from Wikipedia, that's just silly. ... on the other hand now I want to write SO HARD a story about Medea dropping by Mycenae for tea and giving Klytaimestra advice and stuff. Don't lie, this is one of the best ideas I have ever had.
Anyway, so yeah, it was a good production, I really liked what they did with a lot of the staging and - hm, choreography's probably not the right word, but a lot of the performers' interactions with each other was very dancelike, and really cool, and I enjoyed that aspect a lot.
... today I'm probably just going to sit around and watch Tegami Bachi and try to finish the fourth chapter of this fucking fic that will never end, it is 18,500 words now, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth - read the original post here: http://hokuton-punch.dreamwidth.org/824248.html .
Oh also Wikipedia tells me that there are two ancient poets with two different versions of Medea, one where she kills her children by accident and one where Creon's guards killed them, and I am so angry that I have not learned of these versions while ACTUALLY STUDYING CLASSICS. Obviously there should be a course that is focused on nothing but badass ladies of classical drama and OTHER VERSIONS OF THEIR STORIES BESIDES MEAN ATHENIAN VERSIONS. I would take the shit out of that class, because I don't want to learn this crap from Wikipedia, that's just silly. ... on the other hand now I want to write SO HARD a story about Medea dropping by Mycenae for tea and giving Klytaimestra advice and stuff. Don't lie, this is one of the best ideas I have ever had.
Anyway, so yeah, it was a good production, I really liked what they did with a lot of the staging and - hm, choreography's probably not the right word, but a lot of the performers' interactions with each other was very dancelike, and really cool, and I enjoyed that aspect a lot.
... today I'm probably just going to sit around and watch Tegami Bachi and try to finish the fourth chapter of this fucking fic that will never end, it is 18,500 words now, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth - read the original post here: http://hokuton-punch.dreamwidth.org/824248.html .