Greenwich: August 4
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August 4
Today was our first day of class with Heather. This week is theater, and I'm pretty excited about it. I liked Heather, though I think most of the class hated her. She's just got the slightly abrasive theater personality that I'm used to. We did some performance analysis stuff today, which was kind of confusing because at first she made it sound like it was supposed to be more like a review, but then she freaked out when anyone said anything with an opinion. I was a little confused at what she wanted.
After class was the Banksy tour with Gurte, that most people opted out of. It had the potential to be interesting, except that after nearly 2 hours of walking Gurte announced "Rrrrright, so here is where our tour proper starts." What!? I left because I had to get back to get ready for _Timon of Athens_. The couple of people who stayed for the rest of it said it got a lot better, and that all the graffiti was really close together after I left. I've got the handout, should I feel the urge to go back.
We went to Pizza Express for dinner, and it was quite tasty, though I don't think I'll get anchovies on my pizza again. I like the salty flavor they added, but they were kind of...furry.
_Timon of Athens_ was amazing. We saw it at the Globe. I think I liked it better than _Merry Wives_. It was full of acrobats, and a weird combination of artsy and modern. They had a net rigged up above the groundlings that the crows climbed around on, making clicking and clacking noises whenever they witnesses human nature at it's worst (greed, cruelty, etc.). They even bungeed down into the groundlings, and used the bungee cords to fly across the stage. One of the prositutes made her entrance via aerial silks. So cool. I want to learn aerial silks and spanish web and stuff.
The costuming was sweet. It was an odd mixture of modern and renaissance styles. They wore (the men) for the most part, black jeans and black pumas, and then some sort of overcoat cape thing. Everyone had tails incorporated into the costume, making them look more supernatural, kind of like dragons. The women wore unitards with long overcoats. They were made of those shiny spandex materials that leos are generally made from.
There was a party scene where everyone is getting completely wasted. one of the Senators was getting progressively ore drunk and more naked when he then, just in a loincloth, ran aroudn the stage flashing the crowd. Full-frontal old-man nudity. Blech.
Timon also ended up nearly naked for half the play. He goes slightly mad. At one point he shits in a hole he's dug and then tricks the Painter and the Poet into thinking it's gold. He rubs it all over their faces. There were a lot of poop jokes. And it remains hilarious through the ages.
The end of the play was disturbing. Timon buries himself alive and then the other people show up, all animalistic. They discover the gold that Timon has found and end up in a huge pile fighting over it, like a pack of wild dogs. They tear Timon to pieces and wat him, ending up with blood everywhere; their hands and faces. Gruesome ending to a disturbing play.
Today was our first day of class with Heather. This week is theater, and I'm pretty excited about it. I liked Heather, though I think most of the class hated her. She's just got the slightly abrasive theater personality that I'm used to. We did some performance analysis stuff today, which was kind of confusing because at first she made it sound like it was supposed to be more like a review, but then she freaked out when anyone said anything with an opinion. I was a little confused at what she wanted.
After class was the Banksy tour with Gurte, that most people opted out of. It had the potential to be interesting, except that after nearly 2 hours of walking Gurte announced "Rrrrright, so here is where our tour proper starts." What!? I left because I had to get back to get ready for _Timon of Athens_. The couple of people who stayed for the rest of it said it got a lot better, and that all the graffiti was really close together after I left. I've got the handout, should I feel the urge to go back.
We went to Pizza Express for dinner, and it was quite tasty, though I don't think I'll get anchovies on my pizza again. I like the salty flavor they added, but they were kind of...furry.
_Timon of Athens_ was amazing. We saw it at the Globe. I think I liked it better than _Merry Wives_. It was full of acrobats, and a weird combination of artsy and modern. They had a net rigged up above the groundlings that the crows climbed around on, making clicking and clacking noises whenever they witnesses human nature at it's worst (greed, cruelty, etc.). They even bungeed down into the groundlings, and used the bungee cords to fly across the stage. One of the prositutes made her entrance via aerial silks. So cool. I want to learn aerial silks and spanish web and stuff.
The costuming was sweet. It was an odd mixture of modern and renaissance styles. They wore (the men) for the most part, black jeans and black pumas, and then some sort of overcoat cape thing. Everyone had tails incorporated into the costume, making them look more supernatural, kind of like dragons. The women wore unitards with long overcoats. They were made of those shiny spandex materials that leos are generally made from.
There was a party scene where everyone is getting completely wasted. one of the Senators was getting progressively ore drunk and more naked when he then, just in a loincloth, ran aroudn the stage flashing the crowd. Full-frontal old-man nudity. Blech.
Timon also ended up nearly naked for half the play. He goes slightly mad. At one point he shits in a hole he's dug and then tricks the Painter and the Poet into thinking it's gold. He rubs it all over their faces. There were a lot of poop jokes. And it remains hilarious through the ages.
The end of the play was disturbing. Timon buries himself alive and then the other people show up, all animalistic. They discover the gold that Timon has found and end up in a huge pile fighting over it, like a pack of wild dogs. They tear Timon to pieces and wat him, ending up with blood everywhere; their hands and faces. Gruesome ending to a disturbing play.