"Did you know my mother is a good beaver watcher?"*

May 25, 2010 11:19

*Wherein I go into suppressed hysterics every night at rehearsal.

So, at 10:29 and roughly 30 seconds we finished blocking the whole show. The rough outlines anyway. The thing about rehearsing off site is you can't be too picky about where you're going to end up standing.

We actually have a bit of luck in that department. Traditionally, (unless you were the first show of the summer season) you moved into the Barn during a hellacious Saturday night strike/load in. Actors would come in Sunday for tech, Full Dress Monday night and you had a soft opening/preview for friends and family on Tuesday night before your actual opening on Wednesday.

This summer they've spread things out a bit, so we get a full week in the Barn before we Tech. Unheard of luxury when you used to have to do all the tech and the inevitable re-blocking when you finally see what the set ACTUALLY looks like in two days.

So all I really want to know right now is where I come in and go out, who I come in and go out before/after, and roughly where I have to stand.

The final scene is a mess right now, but mostly the newbies just need to learn to trust the process. Granted we give them an added level of confusion because it's theater in the round, and all the stage directions are written for a proscenium stage. Entrances and exits have to be adapted to the four entrances we have (at the four corners of the acting space).

So, right now it's kinda ugly... but it's done! Now we start to work scenes.

I feel really bad for a couple of people who have really unfortunate small parts where either they have two lines at the top of the act and we never see them again, or they sit around the whole night for twelve lines at the end of the show. The woman playing the good/bad witch sat in a corner for three hours and fifteen minutes till we got to her bit at the end of Act II.

If people had any idea how much sitting around theater involved...

And then to top the evening off, I strong-armed the BFF to help me run lines for Friday's Showcase, which we did, and then we ended up sitting on that bench in front of the Church for like an hour talking our heads off. Result, I got home at midnight or so.

Much of it theater gossip/frustration ... what with all the sudden schedule changes and the fact that three of our cast members are also in Streetcar, which is adding rehearsals, and giving the BFF fidgets (he's Mitch in that show). Hence the small bitchfest.

Oh, we also recorded a radio commercial for the show before we started rehearsal... and played with the President/Producer's new ADORABLE puppy.

Sound like a full evening?

p.s. -- I can already tell there's going to be a meltdown some night as the precocious young daughter of the lead -- who is the younger kid in the show -- is already telling the grownups what to do. Very not on, and it's going to get messy at some point.

mcthingy, why theater is silly

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