2008 :
R/G are Dead [ production notes and t-blog ]
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2008 -- acting1 overview [no-grade test?]

textbook organization and reading (tests)

lesson 2 monologue(s) pages

... auditions Theatre UAF (notes)

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Biomechanics I, 1


week I : lessons 1 - 2

lesson 1. Intro - Acting One review



resume (post)

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audition Sat. Theatre UAF

homework: bio/resume, monologue (post it yo Class Group acting2)

skull Mind Acting (Method)


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

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