…shines in a weary world.
After two weeks of not seeing them due to schedules and my being sick, a couple of special someones were brought all the way to my school to have dinner with me:
I actually had a great rehearsal after that. 
Big hugs to their parents for making that 20+ mile drive so Grammie could get some much-needed hugs & kisses in.
Now if we could all just go back to bed, ja?
…set your alarm, wake up to it, then turn it off, thinking “I’ll just lie here for a couple of minutes”?
Yeah.
What a way to start a Tunesday…
That’s how many days till we open, and roughly how many days until I get to see RtB fiend Suzanne!
Unfortunately, given the distance between our two homes, that’s not possible but for every few years. Not sure of the exact mileage, but it looks something like this:
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Actually, it’s about 4000 miles as the crow flies. Heckuva drive.
This week begins the big (well, the final 3-week) push to Dinner Theatre opening. It’s been very weird this year. Somewhere, I lost two weeks. Maybe it was how Labor Day fell and when school started, but we are under a big ol’ huge gigantic gun. An Uzi. A Howitzer. So much to do and so little time. And to those who say (and rightly so), “The kids always pull it together” — um, keep telling me, because there are numbers I haven’t even staged yet.
So, how was your weekend? Did it fly by, like they always do? Are you excited for anything soon? In the next three weeks, I’ve got a family wedding and I’m starting a night class. Time to start practicing and reading. How about you?
I’m also putting out feelers for a head coach of the Cleveland Browns. If you know anyone…
Have a super Monkday.
Y’know…if you’re not smiling, bawling, or at least thinking there is a Santa Claus after this movie, then you likely don’t have a soul.
Shot entirely in black and white and as a true silent film, you need to pay attention from the get-go. Yes, this is one of those movies in which you have to participate in order to grab the story. However, there aren’t many dialogue slides — most of the tale is meant to draw in the viewer by reading faces and lips (the latter of which was surprisingly easy on many occasions).
Set in 1928, at the end of the silent film era, movie star George Valentin — played beautifully and with suave grace by French actor Jean Dujardin — finds himself without prospects as the “talkies” gain popularity, forcing him to “make way for the young.”
Enter Peppy Miller, the gorgeous and talented ingenue, who first meets George when she plays an extra in one of his films, then catapults to stardom in the talkies while George looks on in despair. The plot centers around the careers and personal issues of these two characters, with John Goodman perfectly type-cast as a gruff film exec, and the awesome James Cromwell playing George’s ever-faithful chauffeur, Clifton.
Then there’s Uggie — the sassy Jack Russell who plays “The Dog” to absolute cuteness perfection. If you’re prone to boo-hoo at animals in movies, this one will make you tear up for sure. Or at least think about it. In fact, my first thought upon seeing the dog in its opening scene was, Please don’t kill off the dog. Please don’t kill off the dog.
Oy.
With beautiful effects — even for black and white and almost no spoken dialogue — and over-the-top (as it must be) acting by all characters, it is no surprise that this film won over Academy voters (it won Best Picture last year). It’s not a “tribute to the silent era” movie. It’s a story about being down and out and clawing your way back. It’s a story that invites you to care…and that’s huge with me when I watch a movie.
Not sure why it got the PG-13 rating, other than maybe the scene where one of the characters uses a pistol to attempt suicide. Otherwise, it’s a complete treat for watching with your parents or in mixed company. No foul words, no jiggle parts. Just story and beauty.
Highly recommended.
On the Rat-O-Meter scale of five cheeses, I give The Artist:
Happy Sumday, fiends. I’m off to rehearsal…yes, they’re that awful.
I mean, really. How many can we have?
First the good news, then the good news, then the insanity.
Good news: I seem to be through the worst of this ridiculous flu or whatever it was. Yay!
Good news: I received confirmation yesterday that I am now on the adjunct faculty of Kent State University. I’ll be teaching Advanced Choral Methods to students pursuing their Masters in Music Education degree. It’s an online course, so no 60-mile commute.
The insanity: The course starts on the 22nd. Of this month. HAAhahahHaahahaaa
Heh. Haha. Oh, boy.
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