What a long, effing week this has all been.
Damn Yankees previews, and eventual opening weekend went quite well, if I do say so myself.
Everyone's reactions to the show have been genuine surprise, and delight.
No one really expects to seriously enjoy a 1950's musical comedy.
But A.J. is just so damn clever, and stupid creative that he makes this show fresh, and funny, and sharp. He sees potential in things that not many other people see.
He's a really stellar director. And I'm very happy about all the good things being said about him and the show.
On a personal note, I think it's pretty hysterical how many compliments I've been given for my little part.
I timed it.
I'm onstage for less than 20 minutes, and I've gotten more nice things said to me about this sad, pathetic character, than I have any business getting.
I guess when you've got something small to work with, you can really make it specific. I had a lot of time to layer on things. Not to mention, I look ridiculous, and next to Lisa's bombastic performance, my "pathetic virgin" (as A.J. so eloquently put it) version of Doris is pretty damn funny.
(Sister & Doris on the balcony)A lot of going out and staying up way to late occurred this weekend to celebrate a successful opening.
In a more adult move, on my part, I chose to not go out Thursday night.
But resumed my unnecessary amount of having a good time on Friday night at Boondock and Yo Mama's. After drinking about 5 glasses of free champagne at the theatre.
My parents came to the opening night soiree (mainly for the free booze).
But it was kind of adorable when my mom was like, "You're like an actual actor. You were nothing like you were in Mr.Marmalade. You can even play an old lady. You're good at this."
Amazing how it only took 18 years of doing this to prove my point.
Better late, than never!
Saturday night was a rousing evening of turning Boondock into our own private karaoke bar. Jamie Wax and I played so much Journey and Queen it was starting to become embarrassing.
But we all just sang along, at the top of our lungs till about 3:30 in the morning.
That's when we all looked around and realized we had a matinee the next morning, and yelling Freddy Mercury style all night was probably a silly decision.
I don't even remember the matinee because I was so intent on listening to the Saint-Giants game where we almost made Eli Manning cry.
Amazing.
Of course it was the best game of the year, and I'm not able to watch.
We just had to listen to the radio in the dressing rooms, and we all had our phones backstage so we could obsessively check ESPN.
Best matinee I've ever been apart of.
Monday night Trina, Chris and I went to the sneak preview of Cirque du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant, starring our lovely friend Michael Cerveris. Who was kind enough to invite us to the special screening.
The movie was a campy delight. I loved that Michael was the total bad guy, and Wilem Defoe looked as though he accidentally wandered into City Park while they were filming, and the director just went, "Hey! Wilem! Wanna be in a movie and wear this creeper John Water's style pencil thin mustache? It'll be great!"
And he did.
I enjoyed it thoroughly.
What I did NOT enjoy was stupid Paranormal Activity.
Let me rephrase that.
I love love love scary movies.
But I don't know why I love them because the entire time I am watching them, I am on the verge of tears, and I have to hide behind my giant hoodie, or if it's really bad, just take my glasses off all together so I can't see a damn thing.
Unfortunately, I can still hear everything.
Ugh that movie was disturbing.
If I didn't believe in ghosts that would be one thing, but I totally do.
So , now I get to wonder if I'm being possessed in my sleep and doing terrible things to other people.
The movie was really entertaining and pretty original.
If I wouldn't have taken my glasses off, and covered my face for 80% of the movie I would have more to say about it.
But from what I heard.
It was scary!
And....on the Fetus Fever front, Drew Battles and his lovely wife are expecting a little theatre baby! Also, oddly enough, due in April.
It's starting to get weird, people.
*Oh! My brother is going to Belize this holiday season to teach Mayan children how to read and do math and arts & crafts.
Things of that nature.
Because he is the far superior child.
So if anyone wants to donate to his trip.
Lemme know, and I'll send you the info.
He would greatly appreciate it!
Anything would help!*
For some reason the picture with the beer reminds me of Lord of the Rings, where the hobbits have pints....
ReplyDeleteRandom I know, I just thought you would like to know that.