{"id":10155,"date":"2006-03-02T13:50:01","date_gmt":"2006-03-02T18:50:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kith.org\/journals\/vardibidian\/2006\/03\/02\/10155.html"},"modified":"2018-03-12T16:54:46","modified_gmt":"2018-03-12T21:54:46","slug":"and-we-begin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/2006\/03\/02\/and-we-begin\/","title":{"rendered":"and we begin"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Well, and rehearsals for <I>lLD<\/I> have begun. Again, I&#8217;m not going to do a production diary here, but for anyone who is interested in the process, here&#8217;s another note.\n<p>As I was working my way through the script, trying to get lines in my head, I was also (inevitably) trying to figure out ways to play the scene. One thing about this play is that there are a lot of different ways to play each scene, without necessarily making an inconsistent play; Valmont represents himself differently to different people, far more so and far more deliberately so than most characters. In addition, he is dishonest with everybody, including himself, and part of Mr. Hampton&#8217;s play is having fun with the layers of dishonesty.\n<p>Hm. The plot outline in brief, for those who don&#8217;t know it or are unaware: Monsieur the Vicomte de Valmont and Madame the Marquise de Merteuil are old friends and former lovers, high in 1785 Paris society. Monsieur the Vicomte is a rake; he is famous for seducing and abandoning women; Madame the Marquise is a respectable widow, who seduces and abandons men without fame or infamy. They arrange, for plot reasons, to destroy C&eacute;cile Volange, a fifteen-year old just out of convent school. Simultaneously, Monsieur the Vicomte embarks on a seduction of the deeply religious and happily married Madame de Tourvel. Both seductions are successful, but Madame the Marquise manipulates Monsieur the Vicomte into a premature abandonment of Madame de Tourvel. The Marquise and the Vicomte break their friendship, leading to the Viscomte&#8217;s death in a duel with one of the Marquise&#8217;s lovers. I think that covers most of it.\n<p>So. There are two major sources of plot tension, as I see it: the uncertainty whether the Vicomte has this time actually fallen in love (with Madame de Tourvel), and the uncertainty whether the Marquise will finally break with the Viscomte. These are, of course, connected, and we will need to play each in a way that gives both the necessary interest. As it turns out, I think we will accomplish a lot of it by having the first two scenes between Madame the Marquise and Monsieur the Vicomte be chock-full of sexual tension. Oh, there are jokes and all that, and there&#8217;s a bit I find terribly funny where we pick up the playing cards and play a hand. Actually, that bit helps, too, as it (I hope) establishes that level of intimacy where you can just pick up the cards and deal a hand without talking about it, without even intending to finish it, really, because there&#8217;s you, and there&#8217;s her, and there&#8217;s the deck. It&#8217;s like that bit in <I>The Tall Guy<\/I> where Emma Thompson knows that Jeff Goldblum has had an affair with the Sarah Brightman character because he refills her champagne glass without her asking or thanking him, or him expecting it.\n<p>So. The big question, for me with Valmont, is what destroys him? Is it the knowledge that he&#8217;s lost Madame the President&eacute; de Tourvel? Is it the knowledge that he&#8217;s lost Madame the Marquise de Merteuil? Is it, and this would be difficult to play for the audience, the knowledge that he has lost the Vicomte? After all, whatever happens, after the Marquise breaks with him, he will never be able to resume his old life. And, I suppose, if he loves Madame de Tourvel in some sense, that love in itself may show him a glimpse of what he will never be, and that glimpse is enough to make it impossible to remain complacent about what he was.\n<p>Of course, right from the beginning, there&#8217;s a sense that the Vicomte is, in some sense, growing out of himself. &#8220;I don&#8217;t get much pleasure out of that anymore&#8221;, he says. To the extent that the play follows the tragic pattern, the Vicomte&#8217;s flaw is self-absorption, to the point that he has to break down rather than change. He&#8217;s built his cocoon so strong he can&#8217;t get out of it, and when he changes (as he must), he crushes himself on stone he erected himself. Madame de Tourvel is the catalyst for the change; Madame the Marquise de Merteuil is, in large part, the wall around him, the castle he has built for himself.\n<p>Or that&#8217;s how it seems we&#8217;re playing it. There are other valid ways. A fairly simple way is that he really does fall in love with Madame de Tourvel, and it&#8217;s the simple loss, and the knowledge that he did it himself because he didn&#8217;t recognize that this really was different, that kills him. Another is that it&#8217;s all bullshit from beginning to end, that his dying protestation of love is just a way to salvage his all-important reputation. That lets you play Valmont as a pure villain. Another is that it&#8217;s Madame the Marquise who is really the main character, and Valmont is the catalyst for <I>her<\/I> self-destruction. Lots of ways. We have to pick one, or rather the director does, and then from those big decisions come the endless little decisions about how to play a scene, a bit, a line.\n<p><I>chazak, chazak, v&#8217;nitchazek<\/I>,<br>-Vardibidian.\n<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, and rehearsals for lLD have begun. Again, I\u2019m not going to do a production diary here, but for anyone who is interested in the process, here\u2019s another note. 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