Act 2 scene 1 is largely about what happens physically rather than the words. Whilst important, they don’t tell the audience a whole heck of a lot. And in that scene I… well the gods clearly hate me, because I have to wear a dress.
Okay, so I’m exaggerating, it’s not THAT awful wearing a dress, I just do so only when I HAVE to, and because I only wear dresses when I have to I’m not used to moving around in them, so this week I’ve started bringing one with me to rehearsal.
Well, you know how you hear actors talking about how putting on a costume, if the clothes are completely alien to anything they would wear normally, sort of brings the character to life for them? Whilst I agree it is a very actor-y thing to say, there is a huge grain of truth to it.
You walk, crouch, sit …. everything differently when you have a dress on, and it really made a difference to how I approached certain lines and bits of action… the trials of being a girl, who’s a complete tomboy! Lol!
Jeannie has been putting the book down for sections here and there for a week or two, which is bad enough, but this week Mike put his book down for act 2 scene 1 – the very scene which he and I are in – showing me up no end. Swots, the pair of them!
Well that went and ignited my competitive spirit and, fear be damned, I was determined to get my book down for the whole of act 1 for the second rehearsal.
Second rehearsal came, and the book went down, and it … WASN’T the car wreck I was afraid it was going to be. I fluffed lines, but not that many, thank goodness!
Now to focus on Act 2 … can I get the book down for tomorrow’s rehearsal and not make a total tit out of myself?