it can't be worse than musical Hamlet

[rm]

Crap, I'm tired. Sun comes in the windows and wakes me up in the morning. This is not a bad thing. But still, I'm always awake before I'm ready to be, it seems. The answer of course is going to bed earlier.

Oliver Stone has cast Hephaestion for his film. Jared Leto, who has been in a ton of things I've seen, but I can't get any impression of him to surface in my mind at all, even after spending some time with Google, and discovering once again that the Internet is run by 14-year-olds with mutant typing skills. Well, at least I won't have any preconceived "what the fuck?" notions about the whole thing, which I do about some of the other casting. (I.e., Yeah, Angelina Jolie is good at playing crazy, but as Colin Farrell's mom??!?!?!?). The more casting news comes out about both films, the more I remember that the biggest danger epics seem to face is that they always wind up with 8 million big names attached to them, and a big gaping hole where the chemistry should be.

I've been trying to figure out how to ask more specifically the question I raised yesterday, but have sort of come to the conclusion that in this particular dilemma that inspired it, I have to make my own peace and decision about it.

So, it's the usual, applying for jobs, and waiting for the new castings in Backstage to go up. Well and being frustrated out of my mind about an audition this weekend -- it's for workshops and backers auditions and all that stuff of a new musical that is hopefully Broadway bound. There are in the show, three non-singing female parts. This screams out to me in the current state of my talents and madnesses. Audition notice says everyone for all parts must come to audition. Okay. And to prepare 30-seconds of a song. Well, what about the non-singing parts? I emailed to ask, and got an uninformative form letter back. Which makes me think this is going to turn into one of _those_ audition experiences. It can't be worse than musical Hamlet. It can't be worse than musical Hamlet. It can't be worse than musical Hamlet.

Ah, and yesterday I neglected to mention two things: 1. I had a very good voice lesson although I'm having a hell of a time with "Always True to You in My Fashion" because one of the progressions in it is just weird, and 2. I was, and am still, suffering from Velma infecting me with "Luck Be a Lady Tonight", when our rambling dinner conversation led us to the fact that I've never seen Guys and Dolls (although, in truth I'm almost sure I was in the chorus for it at summer camp or something and have just blocked it out of my memory).

Comments

[tommx.livejournal.com]

i sympathize. i've had many an audition or jury like that.

[rm.livejournal.com]

What is the right answer to that, the staring, do you think? Because I always try to be all chatty, play hostess, put everyone at ease. And they just glower harder. Like... I realize all performers are perverts and that actors and directors both suffer from a myriad of better-off-not-discussed control issues, but to me that's just soooo unnecessary.

[tommx.livejournal.com]

christ, i wish i knew. part of me wants to think that it's part of the audition...to see how i feel dead time if you will. all i can think to do is to stand well, and present myself as well as possible even if all i'm doing is staring down the auditioners.

it's somewhat easier for me because i typically audition(ed) for operas and musicals, so it's assumed that i've brought a prepared piece or three. hence, less with the staring.