Last night, I headed
Jul 28 2001
Last night, I headed over to the Actors
Theatre of Atlanta to see Two
Rooms. The play was pretty good; you just can't go wrong with small
intimate theatre settings. The two rooms, which literally complete the setting,
are worlds apart yet form the only link between a woman in the States and her
husband being held captive by political terrorists. Through out the play the
two maintain almost dream like interactions from their respective rooms (almost
the spatial equivalent to Arcadia where the characters are separated
by time), the only distractions come from groups on either side "who are
just doing their job". For Michael, it is his armed captures and for Lanie,
it is the American government and its counterpart the free press that mind their
duties with far too much stolidity. There were parts of the performance that
I thought could be better, but I admit that I don't know a damn thing about
drama; I am stuck passing judgments based on instinct alone. Does anyone else
think that monologue is used far too often in drama? In my opinion, too many
playwrights cheat their audience by using the monologues as a quick primer,
preparing them for the events that will soon unfold while disrupting the dream
world that is drama. That's just my opinion, but I always feel a sense of awkwardness
when an actor launches into a monologue before I have been drawn into the world
of the play. Perhaps one could argue that the awkwardness frees me from my reality,
like I said, I don't know a damn thing about drama.
Work is ramping up majorly. Very shortly, I suspect I will be working 18 - 20 hour days again, just the thought of it exhausts me. Connexxia's closing in on some September 1st deadlines and the work queue lengthens every day. Arg, I don't even want to talk about it.
And, double arg, my skate clothes are on backorder.
Work is ramping up majorly. Very shortly, I suspect I will be working 18 - 20 hour days again, just the thought of it exhausts me. Connexxia's closing in on some September 1st deadlines and the work queue lengthens every day. Arg, I don't even want to talk about it.
And, double arg, my skate clothes are on backorder.