The Director Sector

Brian (The Director)

Vital Stats

Location: Chicago, IL

Focus: Directing, Acting

Current Project: Devils Don't Forget

April 30, 2008

A Cry for Help

I was driving to work this morning and I passed a sign that said “Give the gift of live. Give blood.” I thought to myself “Yeahhhh, like that’s gonna happen.”

Well, technically, I can’t give blood. Or more accurately, they won’t take my blood. But most people, I think, if you asked them would state categorically that they would love to give blood. So why are there blood shortages? It takes all of 15 minutes, it’s a renewable resource, and it’s a good excuse to not be productive at work, right? So why don’t people do it?

Because we’re lazy, that’s why. We’re lazy people. We don’t even want to take 15 minutes to stop and do something good, because we could spend that 15 minutes making money, performing in theatre, being otherwise productive.

So what does this have to do with theatre? Think about what you ask of your coworkers and audience members and volunteers. How much time do they have? How likely are they to participate?

The answer is almost impossible to answer. You never really know. The trick is to make participation so painless and so quick that people barely have time to register that they participated.

Going back to the blood drive example, when offices have blood drives, people will participate. When the blood drive comes to YOU, you participate. But if you have to go five minutes out of your way… no deal. In high school, the only people who ever gave blood were the ones who wanted to skip class. Some people probably hate pure motives, but most didn’t.

Some people have a strong desire and passion to give blood even if they have to drive an hour out of their way. An old friend of mine used to give blood every 30 days, when the Red Cross would allow him. He did out of a sense of duty — not to mention his mother was sick and was going to someday need surgery and require someone’s donated blood.

Likewise, some people in theatre have a passion and desire and drive to participate in theatrical endeavors, from building sets to hanging lights, from directing to acting, from teaching to watching. Those people have the drive to do it regardless of obstacles.

But most people don’t.

How do we reach them? Simple. Go to them.

April 28, 2008

RENT

I saw RENT at The Fox in Atlanta last night.  It was sorta-kinda-maybe-not what I expected.  I was expecting a little more pizzazz, a little less cheese, and a lot stronger vocals.

Plot. Most of you know the plot, but for those who don’t, I’ll rehash it real quick: Mark is the narrator and he is filming a documentary.  Roger’s ex killed herself when she and Roger got AIDS, and now Roger’s afraid to leave his apartment.  Benny married the daughter of the owner of the building and tries to blackmail his former roommates Mark and Roger into stopping Maureen’s protest.  Maureen is a rights activist/protestor who used to date Mark, but she dumped him for a lawyer named Joanne.  Joanne is an uptight, jealous, protective woman who loves Maureen.  Collins is a computer anarchist who meets Angel, a transvestite, and they fall in love.  Both Collins and Angel have AIDS.  Meanwhile, Roger meets a stripper/heroine addict named Mimi and they fall in love.  At some point, Angel dies, the group of friends drift apart.  It’s a good story based on Puccini’s opera La Boheme.

Lights. The lights, to be blunt, were crap.  The show was completely back-lit and side-lit, with no front lights.  Basically, that meant that when an actor faced downstage, half of him was in the shadow and the other half was in the light.  Actors who face the wrong direction are completely hidden in shadow.  On top of that, there were no light cues or anything that identified who was singing at any given moment, which can be a problem when you’ve got 20 people on stage and only one person is singing a solo line, but they’re all moving around and dancing.  Who’s singing?  Who knows?!  There were also two points in the show where a large spotlight was shone straight out into the audience, nearly blinding us.  The second of these was when Maureen came out onto the stage.  I couldn’t see anything for the first half of “Over the Moon” because I had been blinded.

Acting. The acting was fine.  RENT is largely a musical for singers, as opposed to a musical for actors.  In fact, this is highly apparent when you look at the playbill for the show.  Half the cast were American Idol contestants.  The guy who played Roger was the South African Idol winner a couple of years ago.  None of them were particularly good dancers or actors, but they weren’t particularly bad either.  The three actors that stuck out the most to me as GOOD actors were the girl who played Maureen (her first gig out of college!), the guy who played Mark (also a recent grad, if I recall correctly), and Benny.  I really believed they were Mark, Maureen and Benny.  The rest of them could’ve been anyone.

Vocals. Because the cast was largely comprised of singers from American Idol, the vocals were pretty good.  The first half of the show had problems where I couldn’t understand or hear half of what they were saying, but when it cleared up in th second act, I concluded that it was the venue’s sound system that had FUBAR’d.  The guy who played Roger never actually hit his opening notes, he’d sing up to them, which was slightly annoying.  The rest of the cast did a fine job.

Costumes. The costumes were pretty good with the exception of Collins and Joanne.  I didn’t buy for a minute that either one of them were who they were supposed to be.  Collins looked like a gangster from the street, not a computer-literate hacker (no offense to any gangster-hackers out there).  Joanne looked like Queen Latifah from Barbershop, not a rich lawyer.  Other than that, good stuff.  Mark and Maureen especially looked good, and Angel’s costumes were typical tranvestite stuff.  Good deal.

Music. The music was the strongest part of the show.  Jonathan Larson, the composer and writer of RENT, did a fantastic job with the music.  The band was pretty good and unobtrusive, given that they were actually on stage with the actors.

Now I’m going to address some directing decisions that I didn’t like, that I feel could’ve been done better.

Directing. First of all, the casting of a few characters was off.  Collins and Joanne didn’t look or act like who they were supposed to be.  There was an ensemble guy who stood out like nobody’s business.  Ensemble cast members aren’t supposed to stick out — they blend in as extras and swing parts.  Every time this one guy came out, I’d think “That’s Gordon”.  None of the other ensemble stuck out in that way to me.

Second, the choreography was decent across the board, but there were some stylized things that I didn’t like.  Collins and Roger especially did some weird crazy hand waving gestures that were supposed to emphasize what they were saying, but really came across as cheesy attempts to explain stuff that should already be obvious.  In addition, there were two songs in particular where the choreography just didn’t work.  In “What You Own”, Roger and Mark are in two separate places: Santa Fe and New York, respectively.  However, on stage, it seemed as if they were in the same room.  They kept walking past each other, yet not acknowledging each other.  The ignoring each other might work if it were obvious that they weren’t looking at each other, but it really truly looked like they were staring at each other the whole time.  If I were to do it differently, I would have put Roger up on the balcony in the back and kept Mark in the studio apartment, and at the end of the song, have them come back together.

On that some line of thought, there were several moments in the play where certain actors were in their own little worlds having conversations that nobody else should see.  For example, in “I Should Tell You”, Roger and Mimi have a special moment where they both realize the other has AIDS and that there’s nothing to be afraid of.  This song should take place in a more private place, like outside or in a hallway or something.  Instead, it takes place down-center in front of the table that was being used for La Vie Boheme.  The rest of the cast is cooped up on one side of the table, and they’re all staring at Roger and Mimi.  I don’t think the rest of the cast should have been there at all.  There are ways of keeping them close by for the next number without having them staring into what is obviously an intimate and private moment.  Face them upstage, freeze them in the last known position, move them just offstage, whatever — just get them out of our faces.

In the opening number “RENT”, there’s the line where Collins says,

“Welcome back to town,
Oh I should lie down,
Everything’s turning brown, and
Oh, I feel sick!”

Roger and Mark are down-center, and they’re looking straight at Collins who is stage-left on the ground bleeding.  Then as soon as Collins says “I feel sick” the lights drop on him, Roger and Mark face the audience and say:

“Where is he?”

C’mon.  They don’t know where he is!  Why were they just looking at him?

When you want to establish that characters are in different places, you have to have them a) in a physically different spot, b) in different lighting conditions and c) NOT LOOKING AT THE OTHER CHARACTERS THAT AREN’T THERE!  Talk about breaking my suspension of disbelief.

Finally, the biggest problem seemed to be lack of chemistry.  I didn’t really think that any of those characters seemed to care for any of the others except for Maureen and Joanne.  Even Collins felt kind of disconnected from everything.  Maybe they were just tired, I don’t know.

There were a handful of other complaints that I have, but I can’t remember them at the moment, as my stomach is growling.  I’ll conclude this by saying that I’m rather disappointed in this Equity tour.  I skipped the last tour that came through because it was a non-Equity performance from a company that had gotten pretty consistently bad reviews over the past few years.  I didn’t want my first viewing of RENT (live) be a bad one.  Guess I messed up on that one.

April 22, 2008

Bag? What bag?

I don’t normally do these things, but I don’t have much to say today. Before I launch into the survey thing, check out the Twitter info on the right. If you’ve never heard of Twitter, head to Twitter.com to check it out. If you already use Twitter, click on my name and Follow me! :) Now, without further ado… THE MEME SURVEY!

Five things in your bag.
… camera bag!

1. Canon Rebel XT D-SLR Camera: sweeeeeeeet.

2. Camera charger So that’s where it went!.

3. A stuffed camel Don’t ask.

4. 2G memory card with various photos on them

5. Fresh Georgia air Yeah.

Five favorite things in your room (bedroom).
… my whole living space is JUST my bedroom, hah.

1. Computer. I use this thing all the time. I wake up, roll out of bed and sit at the computer and start working. Since I’m unemployed at the moment, it’s a good plan.

2. TV. I don’t actually get cable or anything, but I watch DVDs all the time. I’ll refrain from actually mentioning some of the TV series I have on DVD, as I’d be rather embarrassed.

3. Bed. I could sleep for days.

4. Stuffed Camels.IOnce again. Don’t ask.

5. Bookshelf. I love to read, so the more books I can get, the better!

Five things you’ve always wanted to do.
… ah, to dream the impossible dream!

1. Act/Direct a show on Broadway. Just once.

2. Be able to hear perfectly.

3. Be able to sing perfectly.

4. Be able to afford anything I wanted.

5. To travel to Europe

Five things you’re currently into.
… nerdy stuff!

1. Web design

2. Stargate SG-1

3. Brandon Sanderson’s Mistborn trilogy

4. Learning the words to Broadway musicals (currently working on Tick Tick Boom!)

5. My girlfriend

April 20, 2008

A Musicial Audition for a Non-Musical Person

I’m preparing for an audition in two weeks for “The Music Man”. I’m not really a musical person, so I’m having a really hard time finding a song to audition with. In the past, one of my best friends has offered to be my accompanist, but since I moved away, I don’t have anyone to do that for me now. So I need to find a copy of the song I’m going to sing, but without the vocals.

That’s assuming I figure out what I’m going to sing. I tend to sing tenor, even though I’m technically a baritone. Has to do with the hearing, or something. Anyone know where I can get some karaoke/vocal-less tracks of songs for an audition?

April 16, 2008

The suspense is killing me…

I twiddle my thumbs as I wait for responses to graduate school interviews. They’re supposedly coming in this week.

I twiddle my thumbs and hope for the best.

I’d do more than that, but it’s 1:30am. In the morning, I’ll be more productive.

April 14, 2008

Different look

I’ve switched to a different web host, so I lost my old layout.  I’ll redesign this when I get the chance.  For now, bear with me as I figure out how this new host works.

Anticipation…and a back-up plan.

So, I’m supposed to hear back this week from at least one of the graduate schools to which I applied and interviewed.  I hope I get accepted into one.  If not, then I’ll have to work at finding another career option that can sustain me until I can get my MFA.

For now, I’m focusing on web design, because I enjoy it and I think I’m decent at it.  I’ve put together a portfolio that showcases my work up to this point, and sometime today or tomorrow I’ll be redesigning this site and updating it to look more professional than it does.

So, if any of you readers need a web designer for your company, leave a comment and I’ll link you to my portfolio and, if you’re still interested, we can work out some details.

April 8, 2008

In which Scott lays the Smackdown on McPsycho

In response to my previous post, Good Things Come To Those Who Wait, Scott Walters provides commentary on the state of theatre education at the college level. I especially like the following quote:

“In fact, it is abuse, and deserves to be called what it is: bullshit. There is absolutely no value in making your “homework assignment” so obscure that the students don’t even know it is an assignment. In addition, this teacher better have had a damn good reason to have asked students to learn how to “wait,” because if that was the sole purpose of the “exercise” it is empty nonsense, which is what all too much acting “training” amounts to.” — Scott Walters

Exactly. Thank you! It’s complete, utter bullshit. For everyone who agrees with Scott and myself, I encourage you to check out Scott’s blog, Theatre Ideas, and join the discussion on how the theatre blogosphere believes change is coming. Subscribe to it, bookmark it - I don’t care. Just read it!

April 6, 2008

Good things come to those who wait

“Okay, class,” Professor McPsycho chimes. She puts her fingers to her temples and rubs them, as if she has a migraine. Her eyes are closed. “On Monday, I want you to come in here, and…” She flings her right hand out, pointing towards the back of the room. Her eyes are still closed. She finishes, “…and wait.” She turns around and strolls out of the room.

I look at my neighbor. He looks back at me with the most puzzled expression I’ve ever seen. I glance at the rest of my classmates, and they’re equally dumbfounded. After several moments of silence, the class finally begins to start the process of leaving the studio theatre and moving on to our next class or whatever it is that we have to do. In my case, lunch.

The weekend flies by, as weekends tend to do in my town. Monday morning quickly arrives, and I stroll off to class. I sit down off to the side, so I can watch my classmates’ reactions to the lesson. I like to watch people, to see if they understand as well (or as poorly) as I do what is being taught. McPsycho strolls into the room, her presence dominating everyone’s mind. She spins around, looks at the class, and smiles.

“Good morning, everyone,” she chimes. She looks around. “Who would like to perform their homework assignment first?”

I had a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling. Nobody moves. Nobody knows what the homework assignment actually is. A very bad feeling.

“How about you?” McPsycho is staring at me.

Shit.

I shake my head and shrug as if to say, “Sorry, didn’t do it.” She shakes her head at me and makes a mark in her book.

“Should’ve been prepared. Tsk tsk.” She looks around.

“Fluffy!” McPsycho calls out to a short guy with curly red hair. He awkwardly walks up to the front of the room. He clearly has no clue what he’s supposed to be doing. McPsycho smiles broadly and sits down and watches. Fluffy just sits there, doing nothing.

“Bravo!” McPsycho exclaims.

The entire class looks bewildered, Fluffy included.

“Now, class,” she says in her sing-song voice. “Who wants to wait next?”

I nearly fall out of my chair. She had wanted us to act like we were waiting for something. The rest of the class went up there, one by one, and pretended to wait for a bus or for a friend or for whatever. I sat off to the side, frustrated and flustered. I got a zero for the assignment.

Go figure.

April 1, 2008

That I can tell you in a word… Tradition!

Should I feel bad that I have a hard time coming up with, quote, original, unquote, ideas?  Sometimes I like to write short stories or plays or whatnot.  Sometimes I succeed.  Most times I don’t.  Even when I succeed, they’re heavily based on something that happened in real life, or I’m adapting source material to fit my vision.  But even then my vision seems to be based on something else.

When I’m asked how I would go about designing concepts for, say, A Doll’s House, I have no idea.  Half the time the vision in my mind is kind of what I would expect the traditional director to do.  I wouldn’t really change the time period or the setting much.  I don’t really want to change things for the sake of changing things, or just because I think “hey, that would be neat to try.”  I’d like for them to have reasons.

Is that such a bad thing?  Whenever I’ve interviewed for directing, I’ve tried to come up with different ways to approach traditional plays, cause I figure that’s what they want.  They want someone who stands out from the crowd.  Someone who just wants to do A Doll’s House in a traditional way?  Why bother? That’s boring.  Do it from a fresh standpoint.

The biggest thing I’ve learned about directing in the past two years is that I don’t know much at all.  Every time I learn something it opens up more questions than it answers.  Questions I don’t know how to answer myself.  That’s one of the biggest reasons as to why I want to pursue an MFA program.