I went to see A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum at the Model Secondary School for the Deaf tonight. It was pretty cool. The actors all signed, with a voice interpretation. Some of the songs were done with the voice interpreter speaking, and for some they played the CD of the Broadway recording. They cut at least three songs -- Free, Why Does He Look at Her That Way, and Pretty Little Picture. The opening "Comedy Tonight" was spoken, and slowed down a whole lot -- I'm guessing they wanted to make sure there was space to get in the whole lot of explanatory stuff that's shoved into that song. The ending "Comedy Tonight" was at regular speed, with the music.
The girl playing Pseudolus was really good. Just captivating to watch. The staging of "I'm Calm" and "That Dirty Old Man" were both really great, matching the pace and rhythm of the signing to the rhythm of the songs.
The only bit that I thought just didn't work at all was when the captain is first entering with the "Left, right, left, right, there's none of the enemy left, right?" "Right! Left, ri...uhhh." There's just no way to make that joke work in any language where the words for "right" as in the direction and "right" as in correct are different.
yay! we moved the tv cabinet! which means DH is home! So far, none of the furniture has tried to kill me.
Dear GOD, Beth!
Do you want it to ATTACK?!?!
Maybe I need the bubble wrap I'm always trying to push off onto you.
Stands to reason...
Um...
Dude, I can't be every beaten Buffista.
Tonight was kind of a celebrity-centric night for me. Saw
Pygmalion
with Claire Danes (really liked it, Jefferson Mays is brilliantly childish as Higgins, and Danes really pulls off Eliza), and then walked right past her as she collected cash for Broadway Cares: Equity Fights Aids. She seemed very pretty, though wearing stage makeup and a wig so who can really tell anyway? Definitely tiny, though - 5'3" max and EXTREMELY thin, which really puts in perspective how small most actors are. Very smiley and polite, though, as she collected for charity. I dug her, but didn't talk to her at all.
Then, saw Ethan Hawke at the very theater-y bar I always go to after my Friday shows. He was there for some special dinner thing, probably related to the new show he directed. He had a group of people around him and was talking very animatedly about... something. Which I think is his thing - I've seen him around, as he's definitely been theater-centric over the last year, and that's always the case. I get the feeling he's a little narcissistic, but also ridiculously smart. I think he'd be fun to talk to.
Then, my favorite Elphaba ever, Kristy Cates was at The After Party for the umpteenth time, and we actually talked a bit! She agreed to come talk at my school. Which is awesome.
As i was getting out of the shower last night, i opened the bathroom door to find my antisocial cat (who desperately wants the world to believe that he hates all humans and only uses me for food) waiting on the other side. As soon as i looked at him, he stared me straight in the eye and mewed plaintively. Twice. I don't know if he was relieved that i survived the shower, or worried that the shower somehow meant i would never feed him again, but the evident concern seemed awfully sweet at the time. He isn't usually very chatty. Maybe he does love me after all?
Then tonight he jumped up on my desk, aimed his ass right at me and farted in my face.
What have i been nurturing?
Hee. Cats are like that.
I'm sorry. He really is your dad."
Heh. My mom says "I'm sorry. He was a democrat when I married him?"
I did not get any kissing tonight. BOO. I'm not even sure if I got anything that promises future kissing. BOO. There were moments, but...sigh. Damnit! I did have an awesome time two-stepping, though.
