Malvolio Production Diary: 9 days
In Which Your Humble Blogger attempted to surreptitiously examine his zipper, but, you know, the middle of a monologue isn’t the simplest time for that.
Category: theeyater
Malvolio Production Diary: 12 days
In Which Your Humble Blogger hopes that the panicky part is over.
Malvolio Production Diary: snip snip!
In Which Your Humble Blogger sprinkles some powder of perlimpinpin on the script, and pouf! Three thousand words disappear.
Malvolio Production Diary: What makes good acting good?
In Which Your Humble Blogger muses a little on what he is trying to do.
Malvolio Production Diary: carrying on
In Which Your Humble Blogger totally has more than three weeks before we open. Way more. Lots more. Tons.
Malvolio Production Diary: hack, cough, wheeze
In Which Your Humble Blogger is infirm and unwell.
Malvolio Production Diary: table talk
In Which Your Humble Blogger finds out something that is in the background of something that happens in a scene he’s not even in, and can work with that.
Actor and Director Redux
In Which Your Humble Blogger revisits a decade-old observation and finds it insightful, witty and persuasive. Damn, but I’m good.
Malvolio Production Diary: seven scenes
In Which Your Humble Blogger breaks it down in an exquisitely positivist manner, which would probably be improved by dog Latin, now that I think of it.
Malvolio Production Diary: learning the lines
In Which Your Humble Blogger could be… er… don’t tell me, I know this… um… could be sad? Yes, could be sad. That’s definitely right.