More fangirl bliss!
So, Colin Firth has come to see his son play Salieri in "Amadeus" for the past three nights. The first night, he grabbed my arm to gush at me about the costumes. I floated home.
Last night, as my assistant, Kathy, and I were heading out to get some things from the car, he walked past, on his cell phone and saw me and smiled and said "Hi." I said, "Hi." back. Kathy said, "Who's that?" and I said, "Colin Firth." and she nearly fell over. I spoke to him, briefly, at intermission, asked him if the play had improved from the night before, and we chatted about that. After the show, he and I and the two teacher/directors were talking about the ephemeral nature of theatre, and how it makes it somehow more exciting, to know that there's no record of it, that it vanishes into the ether as soon as it's over. I commented that I like the dialogue between the audience and the cast, and that was what I found exciting, and Mr. Firth exclaimed that there were moments in "Amadeus" when you could hear a pin drop in the house, the audience was so absorbed.
Tonight, he greeted me again, with a smile. I walked in on him talking about how wonderful the costumes were. I politely asked him if I may quote his kind remarks and he said he'd be absolutely delighted. I made Meg Tilly choke up by telling her what a huge fan I am of her parenting, and how wonderful Will is, with absolute sincerity. I thanked them both for coming to the show.
And then, Colin Firth took my hand, leaned forward, and kissed me on both cheeks.
I managed to keep my cool until after they left. Then I went bright red and wobbly for the rest of the evening.
Last night, as my assistant, Kathy, and I were heading out to get some things from the car, he walked past, on his cell phone and saw me and smiled and said "Hi." I said, "Hi." back. Kathy said, "Who's that?" and I said, "Colin Firth." and she nearly fell over. I spoke to him, briefly, at intermission, asked him if the play had improved from the night before, and we chatted about that. After the show, he and I and the two teacher/directors were talking about the ephemeral nature of theatre, and how it makes it somehow more exciting, to know that there's no record of it, that it vanishes into the ether as soon as it's over. I commented that I like the dialogue between the audience and the cast, and that was what I found exciting, and Mr. Firth exclaimed that there were moments in "Amadeus" when you could hear a pin drop in the house, the audience was so absorbed.
Tonight, he greeted me again, with a smile. I walked in on him talking about how wonderful the costumes were. I politely asked him if I may quote his kind remarks and he said he'd be absolutely delighted. I made Meg Tilly choke up by telling her what a huge fan I am of her parenting, and how wonderful Will is, with absolute sincerity. I thanked them both for coming to the show.
And then, Colin Firth took my hand, leaned forward, and kissed me on both cheeks.
I managed to keep my cool until after they left. Then I went bright red and wobbly for the rest of the evening.