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Well, I had some wonderful reading material this morning while eating my breakfast... a whole article on The Merchant of Venice in todays Telegraph Journal. I quite frankly don't give a fuck about the production. Not because I didn't get a part (that's no big deal), but simply because the director (you all know who she is) i) insulted me and hurt me by something she said during the auditions and ii) she has completely snubbed all the people who for the past god knows how many years kissed the fucking ground she walked on. It's no wonder that her Stage Manager quit a couple weeks ago, no one deserves to be untrusted and disrespected the way she was (especially since she has done nothing to deserve this treatment). I'm not saying that things will always be coming up roses for SM- that's not true either- but from my experience with other companies the Stage Manager must be trusted and respected by the director, and vice versa. Stage Manager is God... and there's good reason for that.
It's funny, because last spring I organized my entire life to fit that production... and now I don't even know if I'll go see it or not. I would have worked backstage for it, but after sitting through one of the directors so called produciton meetings, and then being told how to do my job, head of props, (which I knew fully well how to do considering I had just finished The Attic as head of props and was told I did a wonderful job) I knew I wouldn't be happy, so I politely resigned. I just wouldn't subject myself to a director who is completely condescending and untrusting and disrespectful to her crews. If you can't trust someone as organized as myself to do props, than you might as well do them yourself.
What's so amazing about this particular director is that you can witness two completely different sides of her. When you're in her grace, you feel great, and you think she's the most wonderful person on the planet. However, the moment that she no longer give a shit about you, you see her for who she really is... and it's a scary sight.
What really gets me though, and this is something that would apply to anyone anywhere... I can't stand people who can't admit they're wrong, and who don't apologize. To me that implies that they think they're perfect... and God knows that not true. And I've never, never, heard this director apologize for anything, ever.
Anyway, enough of that rant, which I don't even feel passionately about at point in time. I'm actually very indifferent to the whole thing. But anyway, it's my first day at Blockbuster today. I got my shirt yesterday on my way uptown. I think I scared Ken and Luke because I was biking to work and was dressed horribly (we're talkin black leggings, and grey sweater with a red bandana on my head) and looked like shit when I stopped in... but oh well.... what can you do? I guess considering I've made a point to look "good" almost every other time I've stopped in, this probably seemed a little out of the ordinary.
Oh yeah, I watched "Adaptation" the other night... very interesting movie. I rather liked it. The acting was very well done, and I enjoyed the idea of the movie.
I guess I should go shower at get ready for work!!!
posted by">Hayley @
5:01 AM
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