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i'ts monday and the sky is this brilliant blue color. almost a sickening unreal color after so many days of cloudiness.work is busy, and dead all at once. numerous orders have been taken care of and the phone rings with the inane questions of people wanting to know more about books.
i'm tired, though not exhausted.
i did little to nothing this week end aside go grocery shopping and looking over scripts... oh and looking at geek stuff, mostly gaming.
such is my life. i should be drepressed about not going out and doing "things" with people. though what things those are i'm not entirely sure. instead what i did was stay home for the most part and vegitate. i did try, slightly, and was shot down promptly, i shrugged my shoulders and continued to explore the simpson... slowly going through dvd by dvd the four of seven seasons i currently have.
it's nearly time for more.
so first dress for picasso is tonight and i've never felt such unprepared prepardness before.
we aren't far off from this being a really good show, all of us can feel it... but yet i can't help but feel that i'm waaaaay off the mark. perhaps i never will understand this character as a character instead of a functioning dialogue devise... and that's not good.
how is it i can wrap my head around an 80 year old man like Giles Correy in the Crucible, find a mean cantakorous substance in myself to play him, but am completely at a loss for Freddy?
my friend Tiny made the comment that perhaps the problem is Freddy and myself are really close to the same person.
i'm usually having to stretch myself to play the roles i've been given, and here i'm stretching and stretching... and instead i should be looking for something closer to home.
then again perhaps the problem is the play itself.... don't get me wrong, it's an absolutely brilliant show, Steve Martin is a genius in many ways shapes and forms, but i've found (and i think maybe some of my cast mates will agree) that it is difficult to reconcile all the wit and over the top humor with the characters.
it can be done, it just takes a helluva good actor to do it... and i'm afraid i really don't hit the mark like i should. i'm not saying that i'm missing the target board, but i'm definitely not a bulls eye.
all i can do is give it my all.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 3:17 PM
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