Monday 4 February 2013
Getting dressed can be complicated. Tonight I found myself putting on a jacket and as I turned to face Hannah she was concealing a laugh. Now, in context, she had only recently told me that she was going to make more of the happy playful Miss Julie during the first act, before it all turns, well, a bit sour. So I thought she was acting.
I thought that the smile across her face was one of the playful flirting between a mistress and her footman.
How wrong I was.
I have had to take some basic training in buttons. I had no idea, but my jacket was lopsided and for most of the act she was playing opposite a man who wasn’t buttoned to the right holes. And so there was no new playfulness to her performance, just the cruel mocking laugh of a co-star happy for me to look the fool.
Oddly tonight, the usual loaf of bread was replaced by a large pretend cooked chicken. I wonder if somebody is intent on keeping me on my toes. Or stopping me from bursting out of my trousers after eating too much bread.
Come the end of the second act tonight we were pleased. The pace has shifted and the characters have finally taken on a life of their own. If a few months ago I thought I had to find a voice, now I know that that was never the case. You don’t need to find the voice, you need to find a purpose.
Audience now please.
Wednesday 6 February 2013
With thanks to Helen Gould at the Village Barber Shop, Torquay, I now have a much improved head of hair for performance.
Personal fail of the week goes beyond not being able to do up a jacket. Tonight I forgot to bring a collar and still had troubles with the lapels of the jacket. Di-rector has compromised on my total inability to wear a costume and has allowed me to use a mirror on stage. Let’s hope vanity doesn’t set in. I could get completely distracted by my own beauty and forget that I am in a play.
The most interesting development this week has been the decision to take our tea break in the kitchen, rather than on set. It means that during the interval, it already feels like performance week. The chat in the kitchen is such a valuable part of performing at the Little Theatre – how lovely that it starts so early.
There was a bit of enjoyable losing self in lines and getting self out of trouble again. I wonder if I will remember to ask Christine what the lesson is during the run. I wonder how creepy we can take the sinister moments. I wonder about the improved pace.
And, wonders will never cease. One prompt. One. And I’ve still got two rehearsals to go. Oh, I know, there are people who think that even having a prompt at all is cheating. But this is me, with my track record. Now, how do I get it down from one?
If you haven’t already, it’s time to book your tickets. Feel free to join the Miss Julie event on Facebook, and invite all of your friends. Whilst you’re there, why not like TOADS at the Little Theatre and the Jolly Lion for all the latest upates.
Miss Julie opens at the Little Theatre, Torquay on Saturday 9 February 2013 and runs until Saturday 16 February 2013 (with no performance on Sunday).
Tickets cost £11 and you can contact the Box Office on 01803 299330.
For more information visit: www.toadslittletheatre.co.uk