We've spent the last 24 hours or so in tech for The Balcony. Here's some pics. Beautiful set by Christina Todesco. Beautiful Bishop costume by Gail Buckley. Insanely gorgeous lighting by Jeff Adelberg.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
The Balcony - Images
When I knew I was going to direct The Balcony, I started amassing and taking pictures of what I thought might be in this weird world of Genet's brothel. Here are a few. We go into tech this weekend!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
The Balcony
We go into tech this weekend for The Balcony, Jean Genet's rarely-produced opus of sex and corruption at the Boston Conservatory.
I can't say what an amazing experience it's been working on this project! Very proud of the fearless cast, and a design team to die for: Jeff, Gail, Cristina and David! I am very lucky indeed.
It's only one weekend. I hope you can make it!
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
A krinkle PUBLIC krinkle krinkle SERVICE krinkle ANNOUNCEMENT
So, there's this new addition to seeing a play that I guess I'm going to have to get used to: people sitting behind me, loudly eating out of plastic bags.
Theatres now allow you to bring their concessions into the theatre.
This means we all get to enjoy listening to some moron crinkle their candy wrapper during the entire length of the play.
Recently, I strained to hear Audra McDonald sing over this lady eating a bag of rice crackers behind me.
Seriously. RICE CRACKERS. Does a more noisy snack exist in the universe?
Now, I suppose I really can't blame these people for eating the foods that the theatres have told them are OK to bring into the house.
And I understand that theatres need to make money on concessions.
But after TWO shows in a row being ruined by plastic bags crinkling, I would really like to take a moment to beg BEG the theatres to think carefully about the foods they are selling to their audience.
Sell QUIET foods. PLEASE.
Fig Newtons. Licorice. Bananas.
No Rice crackers. No Pop Rocks. No unshelled nuts.
And, under NO circumstances should you allow PLASTIC CRINKLEY BAGS into the theatre.
Here's what you should do: when they buy the food, take it out of the bag FOR them and put it on a paper plate, or in a cup, or a napkin.
BUT NO PLASTIC BAGS. SERIOUSLY. There is nothing worse than a plastic bag in an audience.
And I'm speaking as a performer too.
The last thing you want to hear during your big death scene is someone digging thru their Cheeto bag.
Theatres now allow you to bring their concessions into the theatre.
This means we all get to enjoy listening to some moron crinkle their candy wrapper during the entire length of the play.
Recently, I strained to hear Audra McDonald sing over this lady eating a bag of rice crackers behind me.
Seriously. RICE CRACKERS. Does a more noisy snack exist in the universe?
Now, I suppose I really can't blame these people for eating the foods that the theatres have told them are OK to bring into the house.
And I understand that theatres need to make money on concessions.
But after TWO shows in a row being ruined by plastic bags crinkling, I would really like to take a moment to beg BEG the theatres to think carefully about the foods they are selling to their audience.
Sell QUIET foods. PLEASE.
Fig Newtons. Licorice. Bananas.
No Rice crackers. No Pop Rocks. No unshelled nuts.
And, under NO circumstances should you allow PLASTIC CRINKLEY BAGS into the theatre.
Here's what you should do: when they buy the food, take it out of the bag FOR them and put it on a paper plate, or in a cup, or a napkin.
BUT NO PLASTIC BAGS. SERIOUSLY. There is nothing worse than a plastic bag in an audience.
And I'm speaking as a performer too.
The last thing you want to hear during your big death scene is someone digging thru their Cheeto bag.
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