We watched A Prairie Home Companion last night. (I’m very proud of us, because this means we’ve watched THREE movies this week. We’re coming close to justifying our Netflix subscription!)
Now, I could sit here and be a poser who would just gush and say, “I love Garrison Keller! Oh, I’ve listened to him since Jesus was in the third grade.” But I would be lying, and that’s just not my style. I’d much rather tell you that, yeah, I knew who he was, but only because my 80 year-old ex-cubemate used to pester me EVERY time the man came to town, which usually culminated in her asking me to sing some of that “good old music”. I only sometimes obliged her.
Well, now I have known Garrison Keller. And I’m in love with the man. His deadpan delivery is AMAZING. His presence is so understated, but you never miss him on stage. It’s really something to be admired.
The movie, as a whole, was very good. As Robert Altman’s last film before his passing last year, I think it was a very fitting swan song. The cast was stellar (I could watch any movie that boasts Lily Tomlin, Meryl Streep, John C. Reily, and Kevin Kline), but the best part was the music! I have to get the soundtrack with a quickness.
Well, it’s Friday, and it couldn’t come soon enough. I’m hoping the gym is quieter tonight (I actually skipped it last night because on Wednesday, I had to wait for EVERY machine I needed to use), so I can get some work done in there. And tomorrow afternoon, Bryan and I head to the VBC to see “The Producers”. Very excited about it.
I also head to my first Twinderella rehearsal in almost a month. I’m excited to go back, but just a bit peeved about a piece of info last night: I have, quite literally, a walk across in the first scene. They want me to go to rehearsals that rehearse that scene. As if my walk-across will be so ground-shattering that they need to be prepared for it. But, alas, it will give me down time that I can’t fill with working out, and perhaps.. just perhaps.. I will finish that Chick Pea and the Snow Dragon book.
I hate wasting time at rehearsals or having my time wasted. I told my “chorus”/ walk across folk that they would need to be at “truth” rehearsals for a couple weeks, and even someone with a few line is excused because she has no blocking, just stand in the background and deliver.
I hope that the schedule has me working the opening AND some other scene that I’m reall yinvolved in. Otherwise..
Well, I’d love to say I’d be pissed.
But my New Year’s Resolution is to not be so bitchy about theatre.
Godfather was there last night, too. You know. To walk across. You do get to make faces.
I know. And as I said, it will give me time to actually READ the Book Club Selection this month.
Which can’t hurt.
And I LURVE making faces.