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Wanna know something awesome about Boston?
Apparently, no one actually cares about Boston actors, so after preformances, they scurry out the stage door all lonely like, and don't sign autographs.
First off, this is stupid. Actors deserve love, because they do a good job and shit like that. I dunno, I'm a techie, this actor praising is new to me.
But second off, this means that, if for some strange reason people are actually AT the stage door, the actors will boggle and be TOTALLY nice and thrilled and all "recognition! Eeee!!"
So I am awesome. Yes, this follows. I got autographs of eight of the ten Sweeney Todd cast members (I missed Anthony completely, and the Judge was talking to other people and left when I was distracted by the Beadle who I am in LOVE WITH BECAUSE HE WAS SO NICE TO ME, OHMAN!)
And by drawings, I mean pictures. I am holding in my lap right now a book with a whole bunch of silly quick pictures that the cast of Sweeney Todd drew for me. Except for Fogg, because he was a diva, and would only give me an autograph.
Soyeah. ( Awesomeness, in order of getting them: )
So in other words, my life is *awesome*. Although, as soon as I get home next, I need to dig out my little green LondonNotebook and find out if Fogg gave me a picture then.
Later will occur the actual review of the play, sorta half written from a student standpoint so I can turn it in to my Movement and Improv teacher. Butnotes: Tobi wears not black or white because this is his crazy raving story, and all the rest come out of his head, Todd did an actual proper honest to god overdone "...but always arrives overdone" which NO ONE does, because apparently actors don't make enough fun of themselves, I had to stifle a laugh when Anthony said he trusts Todd like he trusts his right arm, The Gun Song got stuck in my head when Sweeney began stalking around with the gun to hand to Anthony, and Lovett was honest to god BOUNCING when she was doing the "tailor-tinker-potter-butler-locksmith" bit. Which was REALLY cute.
~Sor
MOOP!
IN unrelated news: I wish I was your problem set, because then I'd be really hard and you'd be doing me on the desk.
Apparently, no one actually cares about Boston actors, so after preformances, they scurry out the stage door all lonely like, and don't sign autographs.
First off, this is stupid. Actors deserve love, because they do a good job and shit like that. I dunno, I'm a techie, this actor praising is new to me.
But second off, this means that, if for some strange reason people are actually AT the stage door, the actors will boggle and be TOTALLY nice and thrilled and all "recognition! Eeee!!"
So I am awesome. Yes, this follows. I got autographs of eight of the ten Sweeney Todd cast members (I missed Anthony completely, and the Judge was talking to other people and left when I was distracted by the Beadle who I am in LOVE WITH BECAUSE HE WAS SO NICE TO ME, OHMAN!)
And by drawings, I mean pictures. I am holding in my lap right now a book with a whole bunch of silly quick pictures that the cast of Sweeney Todd drew for me. Except for Fogg, because he was a diva, and would only give me an autograph.
Soyeah. ( Awesomeness, in order of getting them: )
So in other words, my life is *awesome*. Although, as soon as I get home next, I need to dig out my little green LondonNotebook and find out if Fogg gave me a picture then.
Later will occur the actual review of the play, sorta half written from a student standpoint so I can turn it in to my Movement and Improv teacher. Butnotes: Tobi wears not black or white because this is his crazy raving story, and all the rest come out of his head, Todd did an actual proper honest to god overdone "...but always arrives overdone" which NO ONE does, because apparently actors don't make enough fun of themselves, I had to stifle a laugh when Anthony said he trusts Todd like he trusts his right arm, The Gun Song got stuck in my head when Sweeney began stalking around with the gun to hand to Anthony, and Lovett was honest to god BOUNCING when she was doing the "tailor-tinker-potter-butler-locksmith" bit. Which was REALLY cute.
~Sor
MOOP!
IN unrelated news: I wish I was your problem set, because then I'd be really hard and you'd be doing me on the desk.