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R/G are Dead [ production notes and t-blog ]
2008 -- acting1 overview [no-grade test?]
textbook organization and reading (tests) lesson 2 monologue(s) pages ... auditions Theatre UAF (notes) ... class and rehearsals [ compare ]
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Self-introductions"Acting"week I : lessons 1 - 2
lesson 1. Intro - Acting One review
class
resume (post)
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audition Sat. Theatre UAF
homework: bio/resume, monologue (post it yo Class Group acting2)
R/G are Dead (in class) :
ROS: I wouldn't think about it, if I were you. You'd only get
depressed. (Pause.) Eternity is a terrible thought. I mean, where's it going
to end? (Pause, then brightly.) Two early Christians chanced to meet in
Heaven. "Saul of Tarsus yet!" cried one. "What are you doing here?!" ...
"Tarsus-Schmarsus", replied the other, "I'm Paul already."
(ROS stands up restlessly and flaps his arms.)
They don't care. We count for nothing. We could remain silent till
we're green in the face, they wouldn't come.
GUIL: Blue, red.
ROS: A Christian, a Moslem and a Jew chanced to meet in a closed
carriage.... "Silverstein!" cried the Jew, "Who's your friend?" ... "His
name's Abdullah", replied the Moslem, "but he's no friend of mine since he
became a convert." (He leaps up again, stamps his foot and shouts into the
wings.) All right, we know you're in there! Come out talking! (Pause.) We
have no control. None at all.... (He paces.) Whatever became of the moment
when one first knew about death? There must have been one, a moment, in
childhood when it first occurred to you that you don't go on for ever. It
must have been shattering - stamped into one's memory. And yet I can't
remember it. It never occurred to me at all. What does one make of that? We
must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the words for
it, before we know that there are words, out we come, bloodied and squalling
with the knowledge that for all the compasses in the world, there's only one
direction, and time is its only measure. (He reflects, getting more
desperate and rapid.) A Hindu, a Buddhist and a lion-tamer chanced to meet,
in a circus on the Indo-Chinese border. (He breaks out.) They're taking us
for granted! Well, I won't stand for it! In future, notice will be taken.
(He wheels again to face into the wings.) Keep out, then! I forbid anyone to
enter! (No one comes - Breathing heavily.) That's better....
act II