I saw the BNT show on Friday night. It was very long, but really good. Honestly, the writing was good in all the pieces, but I liked the funny ones the best. From 11 to 1:30 on a Friday night, I'd rather be laughing...or tripping. The last piece provided that. (It was called Turkeygoose, if that give you any indication of its trippiness).
Then, last night, I saw Pentecost. It's an amazing show and I really pity anyone who didn't see it this weekend. The whole cast did a phenomenal job, especially since over half of them were speaking languages that they didn't know, and using accents not their own. The writing of the play is incredible too, which is why I was a little disappoointed by the David Edgar Q&A. He was very nonchalent about everything, and a little cold. Still, the play was good, so I can't complain. I would have liked to have heard the director speak a little more, but he's faculty here so I guess I can go talk to him about it if I want to.
I'm hella pissed that I missed the screening of Southland Tales with Richard Kelly. Holy fuck, I'm basically seething.
I'll get over it eventually. Maybe.
Rehersals for King Lear are going really well. We had a workshop that tried to put us in touch with our masculine sides. It was interesting, but I think also helpful. I really like this cast and this show.
I had more to say, but I forgot what it was. A capella auditions this week. I may or may not go. Eric next weekend, so yay. Everything's pretty good.
And we won the homecoming game. hell yes.
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