Here we go
Love. When you wish to talk about love, it opens up the door to so many conversations – the weird, the funny, the endearing, the memorable. The Daegu Theatre Troupe did it again. We took something and ran with it. When I heard that the next show was going to be a collection of skits and monologues about love, I was a bit hesitant to think it would work. How can various takes on love and expressions of love come together to make sense?
But it really did! It came together smoothly through the connecting songs of the Magnetic Fields (album: 69 Love songs), which Ed sang between every skit and thus bringing the whole show together. Man, do we have talent out there. For those interested, here are a few bits from some of the skits:
Love, just do it
So I was asked to do a monologue from Shakespeare and I racked my brain for a week, seeing as I had two weeks to practice before opening night.
I chose Viola’s monologue from Act 2 Scene 2 of Twelfth Night. Great play by the way. In it, Viola, cross dresses and takes the name of Cesario. She enters the service of the Duke Orsino, whom she falls in love with. Duke Orsino is madly in love with Olivia, who thinking Viola is a real man, in turn falls in love with Viola’s alias Cesario. In the scene, an upset messenger brings Viola a ring that Olivia claims Cesario “left behind”. It’s really an excuse for Olivia to see Cesario again. Viola puzzles over the ring and questions if Olivia has fallen in love with her. Oh Shakespeare, how you like playing with our minds.
The best part was getting to dress like a boy! haha…seriously, guy pants are soooo much more comfortable. I think I made a cute lil boy ^_^
Aaaaaanyways, needless to say, I had my first experience ever freezing on stage. Yep, that’s right folks. I was basically first on stage, after Ed opened with a song, and I just blanked. And I saw the faces of the 90 people in the audience straight up staring at me and Shakespeare left the building. It could have been worse…I could have actually been doing a whole Shakespearean play. Or vomited… hmm. The audience was great though, and I left not fully traumatized.
The Stardust monologue went a whole lot better. I got a chance to try out my British accent, and apparently fooled some audience members into second guessing that the boyish lookin’ chap at the beginning of the show actually wasn’t me. Yeay!