2-4-08
there is a certain type of relationship that exists only at the theater
there's a switch that is flicked on when you spend a lot of time with someone exploring raw emotions. the relationships are intimate and intense. they form like firespots....exploding in a blaze of heat, but then evaporating into friendly casualness when the show is over. I think that's why a lot of famous folk hook up when they do a show together. chemistry comes easy when you pretend hard enough.
when you're playing a role, you have to lay out every emotion you've ever felt, analyze them, and figure out another way to react to them. it is a sometimes painful, always enlightening experience.
delores, the woman I'm playing, is strong and reliable. she is one of those people that other people go to when they have a problem. she was married forever and had, what she and everyone else thought, was a strong marriage. the success story. delores and roland....ice cream and cake....milk and sugar.....some things just belong together.
the author doesn't let us know exactly what happened, but the way I see the story playing out, is that one day, while delores was at work at the bank, her house burnt down. when they dug thru the ashes, they found the burned remains of roland and his mistress.
SMACK! double whammy right across the eyes.
not only does delores have to deal with losing every earthly possession, but now she has to face the truth of a less than perfect marriage and the loss of the only thing that could help her get thru this nightmare.......the love of a husband.
in figuring out how to portray this emotion laden situation, I have had to examine some intense feelings.....turn them inside out, upside down, wring them out, and then try them back on
sometimes I'm lucky and they fit and I can lock them in place
but sometimes I'm not and I have to go thru the whole process from another vantage point
no wonder some stars are so whacked.
there's a switch that is flicked on when you spend a lot of time with someone exploring raw emotions. the relationships are intimate and intense. they form like firespots....exploding in a blaze of heat, but then evaporating into friendly casualness when the show is over. I think that's why a lot of famous folk hook up when they do a show together. chemistry comes easy when you pretend hard enough.
when you're playing a role, you have to lay out every emotion you've ever felt, analyze them, and figure out another way to react to them. it is a sometimes painful, always enlightening experience.
delores, the woman I'm playing, is strong and reliable. she is one of those people that other people go to when they have a problem. she was married forever and had, what she and everyone else thought, was a strong marriage. the success story. delores and roland....ice cream and cake....milk and sugar.....some things just belong together.
the author doesn't let us know exactly what happened, but the way I see the story playing out, is that one day, while delores was at work at the bank, her house burnt down. when they dug thru the ashes, they found the burned remains of roland and his mistress.
SMACK! double whammy right across the eyes.
not only does delores have to deal with losing every earthly possession, but now she has to face the truth of a less than perfect marriage and the loss of the only thing that could help her get thru this nightmare.......the love of a husband.
in figuring out how to portray this emotion laden situation, I have had to examine some intense feelings.....turn them inside out, upside down, wring them out, and then try them back on
sometimes I'm lucky and they fit and I can lock them in place
but sometimes I'm not and I have to go thru the whole process from another vantage point
no wonder some stars are so whacked.


2 Comments:
You're right about a certain type of relationship only existing at the theater.
Just ask Pee-Wee Herman.
That's what you were talking about, right?
you are sooo right. i once thought about becoming an actress because all i had to do was think about a past relationship and i could cry on cue. lol.
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