insert massive wave of nostalgia here
Sep. 16th, 2008 12:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kaydeefalls
I'm taking a directing class with the artistic director of the theater I now work at, and our first assignment was to create a proper, thorough scene breakdown of any play of our choosing. After discovering how bloody difficult and time-consuming this process actually is, I gave up on the play I'd originally planned on dissecting in favor of one I already know backwards and forwards: the play I directed for my BA in college a year and a half ago.
Oh, my heart, Carthaginians. I haven't revisited you in so long because you were all finished and stuff, but OH MY HOW I LOVE YOU SO. I think my greatest regret from college will be not having made a video recording of that show. It was so good. I mean, horribly flawed and amateur and stuff, of course, but so fucking good all the same. It's amazing how much I still miss working on that play. And, rereading it tonight, how many new ideas I have for it. Like! I completely mis-blocked that scene with Seph breaking up the Hark and Dido fight, and oh my goodness I now totally get the final monologue in ways that never occurred to me before, and and and and...
Okay, I don't generally feel a pressing need to go back and re-direct shows -- Gross Indecency is not a play I'm likely to revisit, and while I wish I'd done a better job with Art, I don't care enough about the text to try that one again -- but oh my goodness Carthaginians, let me have another go at you someday. And I have a feeling that it'll resonate with me a lot more in, say, twenty years or so, when I've been through a bit more of life and come out on the other side like the characters have.
Anyway. I realize that none of you have the slightest idea what I'm talking about -- well, except for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jptiger, for obvious reasons -- but just indulge my random burst of nostalgia here. Also, for the love of all that is holy, read some plays by Frank McGuinness, he is a criminally overlooked playwright outside of Ireland, it's a real shame. And I'm totally going to be using scenes from a couple of his other plays for my class, if only because I can be sure that no one else in the class will.
Oh, my heart, Carthaginians. I haven't revisited you in so long because you were all finished and stuff, but OH MY HOW I LOVE YOU SO. I think my greatest regret from college will be not having made a video recording of that show. It was so good. I mean, horribly flawed and amateur and stuff, of course, but so fucking good all the same. It's amazing how much I still miss working on that play. And, rereading it tonight, how many new ideas I have for it. Like! I completely mis-blocked that scene with Seph breaking up the Hark and Dido fight, and oh my goodness I now totally get the final monologue in ways that never occurred to me before, and and and and...
Okay, I don't generally feel a pressing need to go back and re-direct shows -- Gross Indecency is not a play I'm likely to revisit, and while I wish I'd done a better job with Art, I don't care enough about the text to try that one again -- but oh my goodness Carthaginians, let me have another go at you someday. And I have a feeling that it'll resonate with me a lot more in, say, twenty years or so, when I've been through a bit more of life and come out on the other side like the characters have.
Anyway. I realize that none of you have the slightest idea what I'm talking about -- well, except for
jptiger, for obvious reasons -- but just indulge my random burst of nostalgia here. Also, for the love of all that is holy, read some plays by Frank McGuinness, he is a criminally overlooked playwright outside of Ireland, it's a real shame. And I'm totally going to be using scenes from a couple of his other plays for my class, if only because I can be sure that no one else in the class will.
