Well, we got the cuts to the script. All our hearts, including the director's, were bleeding as we went through them. Cutting Shakespeare is difficult and painful, but it is necessary sometimes. In our case, the director wanted it cut to 90 minutes. That's a lot of discarded lines. Painful, but necessary. It was interesting to see the reactions as he read out the cuts. Some people were relieved that they now had less to memorize, but the true ones were sad as they went over all the wonderful lines that they weren't going to say. It may seem kind of silly, but certain lines are simply fun to say, whether it be the emotion behind them, the action or reaction to the line, or the wording and phrasing of a line. Some lines are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. 'Twas well writ.
Since yesterday's rehearsal was just about getting the cuts down so that everyone knew what was going on, today's rehearsal has all the meat on it, though, I'm afraid that meat is a bit lean.
We only have about three weeks until the show is up and running (heart attacks happening now!) so we're getting into the nitty gritty details, only they're not quite nitty and gritty yet. We have to have awkward and slightly repetitive details before you can upgrade to nitty gritty.
Today was an odd day for me. I wasn't sure if I was "on" or "off." I certainly gave everything I did my all, but I sometimes think that I could have done a better job, especially IIv. That scene is going to kill me. I thought the scene in IV... scene iii I think...was going to be difficult, but it's the Wooing of Olivia that is the hardest to encompass. I could probably rant and rave about something for a while, but I'm getting tired, so goodnight!
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