Monday, March 29, 2010

Belated WTD

I totally missed WTD, due to a funeral, so here's my belated contribution, inspired by Jessica. There's a lot of theatre I've loved, but a few of the most memorable:

Turandot at Odyssey (The magic in that show has never been matched)

Romeo and Juliet by the Fools (the first time, with clown noses, a Toy Story Woody dool, and so much more, not the Torchlight one)

Fools doing Checkhov (Yep, the Fools once did something that wasn't Shakespeare, and I get to hold my mother entirely responsible)

Kilt at GCTC

Goodnight Desdemonna, Good Morning Juliet at GCTC

Arcadia at U of O (Okay, so I've got a familial bias for that one, but it was what led to my love of Stoppard, and I still love that play to pieces, even that production. Some superb actors, and a 2x4)

Empire Builders at Third Wall

And of course, the Fringe Festival. I attended the very first Ottawa Fringe festival, though I have no real memory of what I saw anymore. The fringe continued to play a huge part of my theatre life. I've seen a quite few naked men on stage in my time, nearly all were at the Fringe. Kafka and Son, Countries Shaped Like Stars, Invisible Robot, Boat Load are the four that have been the most perfect for me. I could list so many others, but those share the number one favourite spot in my heart. (At least half a dozen probably rank number 2!)

Saturday, July 18, 2009

100 Things

Things I’ve Done (In Bold)

1. Started my own blog
2. Slept under the stars (I'm assuming on my front porch counts, even if it wasn't intentional...)
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than I can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland/world
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sung a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched lightening at sea
14. Taught myself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown my own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitchhiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of my ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught myself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David in person
41. Sung karaoke - only for Rock Band, at a party
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had my portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job (I got a blog name out of it :P)
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London (no, but I've seen it in Ottawa, remarkably similar)
77. Broken a bone (just a toe though)
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had my picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee (not sure whether it's been a bee and a wasp, or wasps both times)
100. Rode an elephant

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

A show without knitting

Over the weekend I went to see a Nevermore, the musical about the life of Edgar Allen Poe, at the Magnetic North Theatre Festival. I didn't bring my knitting, and even if I had, I wouldn't been able to knit, because I was too busy actively watching it!
It was absolutely beautiful, and the designer and choreographer deserve enourmous praise. I haven't seen anything on par visually in a very long time, and it really reminds me just how stale most things I see are.

I'm afraid I was bored to tears musically though. It was standard musical music, nothing to creative or inspiring, and mostly ... Read morevariations on the same bland tune. I would have been just as happy, if not happier, to watch the show with the mute button on. It's this level of repetetive, uninspired music that keeps me far far away from most musicals.

It's a shame too, because the writing was good, the actors were good and of course the visuals were stunning, but the music kept me from enjoying myself completely.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Peer Gynt, measured by sock

While waiting to get into the theatre to see Third Wall's latest production, Peer Gynt, I cast on for a sock. By curtain, this was the progress I'd made:

Bear in mind that I'm a slow knitter at the best of times, and I was knitting blind the entire time.

Aside from the length the show was better than I had expected. Although the show had some serious faults, as well as many minor ones, at least all the actors knew their lines, unlike the unfortunate Tartuffe last year, also directed by James Richardson and featuring the cast of Ottawa Theatre School graduating students.

Peer Gynt did not suffer from any actors so bad that you wanted to hang yourself right there and then just to end the agony, but it also failed to have the magic bright shining star in the cast, despite having a few very good actors. Andy Massingham's performance was very good, but I couldn't help feeling that he didn't fit the role quite right. David Hersh was as always a strong performance but the roles he had didn't seem to allow for anything more.

A few performances left something to be desired. Lucie Roy as the mother left me cold and irritated, even on her deathbed scene. Romuald Hivert's performance as the Troll King, and one of the madmen were nothing short of corny.

The remaining performances failed to leave much impact on me, whether because of their small parts, or because of their performances, I'm not sure. I had a hard time distinguishing between a couple of the young women with their generically pretty looks. One of them certainly felt more amateur than the others, but I don't want to pick a name, since I could so easily choose the wrong one.

I found the movement in the show to be on the whole quite wonderful, and I hope that Peter Ryan gets some recognition for his beautiful work. The set and costumes were fine, and worked quite well throughout, except towards the start where the curtain block nearly every seat's view of Peer and his mother (I changed my seat a couple of times before the show began, finally realizing that the bloody curtain was going to be a problem wherever I sat.)

I felt the pacing in the show was all too frenzied, and there was a distinct lack of emotional levels. Throughout the entire show everyone is frenzied and yelling. A little more calm and quiet would have been a great help to the show.

On the whole though, the show was more than decent, with some very good bits scattered here and there. If this is the least successful show of the season, as I suspect it will be, then it shows how much Third Wall has grown up, and gives me great hope for the future.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Doubt

Alright, so I was originally going to do a full and proper review of the play, but since it's now been many days, and I haven't gotten around to it, I thought I'd do a shorter review, skipping whatever I don't feel like writing about.

Doubt is to date my favourite production by John Kelly. I have seen several other shows, and have found them all to be way overrated, with serious problems with directing, the choice of plays, and often even acting. This time his choice of play was pretty good. An interesting, intelligent play, that goes out of its way not to draw conclusions, or tell you what's right or wrong, or who is right or wrong. A play intended to leave you with doubts in your mind.

The cast was solid, with its weakest link being Emmanuelle Zeesman, who left me feeling a little cold, though thankfully nothing worse than that. The highlight was surprisingly Natalie Fraser-Purdy, whom I'd never come across before, but she really brought life to her small part. Mary Ellis and Kris Joseph were very good, as expected, though Joseph didn't sparkle quite the same as he has in other productions I've seen him in.

Of course, this being a John Kelly production, the actors HAD to have accents, though luckily since this was set in the Bronx, no one was butchering the Irish accent. The accent, although better than often, still missed the mark, and took me out of the experience somewhat, though again, not quite as far out as the use of Irish, Scottish, and English accents do. There's no good reason for the use of the accent, this same story could have been set so many other places and it wouldn't have changed a thing, the accent does absolutely nothing to advance the story, and should have been dropped.

Finally we get to the set. Oh the set! There are not enough words to describe quite how dreadful the set was. From a pure design point of view, it was clumsy, with all 3 scene sets being towards the front, in a straight line next to each other. The principal's office going for extreme realism, with 2 proper walls, and a door, a clumsily place filing cabinet that I suppose is supposed to extend the wall in our imaginations. The garden's wall is much shorter than that of the office walls, and looks like it's part of an elementary school production. It's a piece of plywood which has been painted to attempt to be a stone wall, only it hasn't been skillfully done, with its 3 tiny strands of "ivy" with evenly spaced, disproportionately small leaves, looks so out of place and fake, especially compared to the very realistic walls of the office. A green carpeting pretending to be grass, a few fake shrubs, with real dirt spread around them, and a little fake flagstone or two to signify paths leaving the garden, which move as the actor steps across them. Finally we reach the rectory, which has only a pulpit. No wall whatsoever, no other props, no crucifix behind, only the cross "carved" onto the pulpit.

The lighting was crude as well. Just the most basic lights, with no obvious difference between sets (outside doesn't look any different than inside, rectory doesn't look different than office.)

I was sorry that this side of the show was so poorly done, because I found it to be highly distracting, and gave the show a whole cheap, amateur feel even though it really wasn't.

It's a shame that the basics of set building, painting, and props seem to be lost arts. If you can fake up a decent looking stone wall, get in touch with your local semi-professional theatre company today! They clearly need you, desperately!

Friday, February 27, 2009

Gee, thanks a lot crudmonkey!

So an old friend of mine, whose blog I've been following whenever I remember, posted this wordle meme, and for the first time in a long time I actually wanted to join in on the meme. It's fun to play around with the settings.



Can you tell what I really like?

The gods conspire against me

The gods of winter and of knitting have conspired against me. Just as I am days away from finishing my first hat for myself winter decides it's time to stop being freezing and evil, and instead it's time to start raining. I somehow knew this would happen, but still I had hopes that I'd get one week of bitter cold in with my new hat before spring came along. Alas, it looks like this is not the case.

Even though winter will have a few more mini-blasts, it's unlikely to get cold enough for me to wear a hat again. Afterall, I'm the girl who's gotten away without wearing a winter coat ONCE this winter. I mostly just wore my hoodie, or my jean jacket (single layer of denim, no insulation) through the entire time. There were a couple of days where I got too cold, but those were only the -30 and below with windchill days, and even then the main problems were my hands which even when in gloves were frozen solid.

Oh well, I suppose it's back to knitting this beautiful hat (captured below in extremely inaccurate colour! Hooray for dying cameras!)