Bewitched...blah blah blah
Bewitched was disappointing, to say the least. Both the plot and the dialogue lacked any sense of focus or direction. I was so disappointed, because I thought you couldn't go wrong with such an outstanding cast (Nicole Kidman, Will Ferrell, Stephen Colbert, Kristin Chenoweth, Shirley MacLaine, and Michael Caine) and a great concept. Apparently, you can.
Don't get me wrong though, Ferrell had some very funny moments (as usual), and I thought Kidman gave a convincing and sincere performance. Overall, the acting was wonderful. But again, the material was weak. (A little like Spamalot, no?) And I just plain didn't like the ending (though I did appreciate seeing Amy Sedaris, even if for a brief moment).
Thank god Cheno had no Wicked-referencing lines. I breathed a small sigh of relief when the credits began rolling.
Not worth the $9.25.
But back to my life.
I decided tonight: Fuck opera. Officially. I don't even enjoy singing it anymore. I spend so much time thinking about the specifics of it all that nothing about it is natural. And I hate that there is no room in it for character development. And operas are long and boring. So are the arias.
One huge difference between music theatre and opera: In singing opera, there is no room for mistakes. You sing a wrong note, and everyone in the audience KNOWS it's wrong, because they've seen this opera 10 times before. Your voice cracks, and they'll gasp, because you were trained better than that.
But in music theatre, is a wrong note a wrong note, or is it a character choice? (Okay, sometimes it's obviously a wrong note, but you get what I'm saying.) And in music theatre, the emotion and passion and sincerity of the character is what's driving the song. In opera, no one knows what drives the song. They're just supposed to sing then.
So here's my "plan." Continue as a "voice major" at MSU for my sophomore year, and talk to a.) a vocal performance major who's planning on going into MT, and b.) a music theatre major who's (duh) planning on going into mt. I'll audition at U of M like I was planning on doing before, but I'll audition all over, too. And hopefully, my junior year I'll be an MT major. (This is, of course, assuming the vocal performance major I talk to isn't very convincing.) Now all I have to do is get shorter, grow some hair on my chest, and develop a quirky (and very loud) laugh, and I'll be JUST LIKE MARK!
Song that inspired this all: "I Speak Six Languages"
I also decided that I need to stop being such a people-pleaser. I really obsess over whether or not people like me, and that's something that's not really in my control. I like who I am and that needs to be enough. And it will be.
Here's what my perfect life would be like: I go to some university and get a bachelors in MT performance, go to NY and struggle some for a little while (it's part of the experience), but start getting more and more roles and eventually make a name for myself. Then I'd start writing musicals (I have some sweeet ass ideas!). And at some point during all of this, I'd marry some guy who's on the dweeby side, and really passionate about something (that's not theatre or singing...something like anthropology or physics), and he'd be so funny and sweet. Then, as I start getting REALLY old (like 60), I start directing highschool musicals. Because why the hell not.
Nicole Kidman is really beautiful. She has a natural, almost vintage beauty.
I speak six languageeeessss!
What would YOUR PERFECT LIFE be like?
I've written so much, you have to comment. Opinions?
Don't get me wrong though, Ferrell had some very funny moments (as usual), and I thought Kidman gave a convincing and sincere performance. Overall, the acting was wonderful. But again, the material was weak. (A little like Spamalot, no?) And I just plain didn't like the ending (though I did appreciate seeing Amy Sedaris, even if for a brief moment).
Thank god Cheno had no Wicked-referencing lines. I breathed a small sigh of relief when the credits began rolling.
Not worth the $9.25.
But back to my life.
I decided tonight: Fuck opera. Officially. I don't even enjoy singing it anymore. I spend so much time thinking about the specifics of it all that nothing about it is natural. And I hate that there is no room in it for character development. And operas are long and boring. So are the arias.
One huge difference between music theatre and opera: In singing opera, there is no room for mistakes. You sing a wrong note, and everyone in the audience KNOWS it's wrong, because they've seen this opera 10 times before. Your voice cracks, and they'll gasp, because you were trained better than that.
But in music theatre, is a wrong note a wrong note, or is it a character choice? (Okay, sometimes it's obviously a wrong note, but you get what I'm saying.) And in music theatre, the emotion and passion and sincerity of the character is what's driving the song. In opera, no one knows what drives the song. They're just supposed to sing then.
So here's my "plan." Continue as a "voice major" at MSU for my sophomore year, and talk to a.) a vocal performance major who's planning on going into MT, and b.) a music theatre major who's (duh) planning on going into mt. I'll audition at U of M like I was planning on doing before, but I'll audition all over, too. And hopefully, my junior year I'll be an MT major. (This is, of course, assuming the vocal performance major I talk to isn't very convincing.) Now all I have to do is get shorter, grow some hair on my chest, and develop a quirky (and very loud) laugh, and I'll be JUST LIKE MARK!
Song that inspired this all: "I Speak Six Languages"
I also decided that I need to stop being such a people-pleaser. I really obsess over whether or not people like me, and that's something that's not really in my control. I like who I am and that needs to be enough. And it will be.
Here's what my perfect life would be like: I go to some university and get a bachelors in MT performance, go to NY and struggle some for a little while (it's part of the experience), but start getting more and more roles and eventually make a name for myself. Then I'd start writing musicals (I have some sweeet ass ideas!). And at some point during all of this, I'd marry some guy who's on the dweeby side, and really passionate about something (that's not theatre or singing...something like anthropology or physics), and he'd be so funny and sweet. Then, as I start getting REALLY old (like 60), I start directing highschool musicals. Because why the hell not.
Nicole Kidman is really beautiful. She has a natural, almost vintage beauty.
I speak six languageeeessss!
What would YOUR PERFECT LIFE be like?
I've written so much, you have to comment. Opinions?