Listen, I have been really swamped with getting this production together which is certainly not a complaint, just a fact. I had to replace an actor — luckily before rehearsals began but unluckily after postcards were printed. Too bad. The actor was very talented but the actor was over eager to try and do too many things and have his cake, eat it, and probably get an award for baking the cake as well as for the having and the eventual eating of the cake. Youthful enthusiasm is a lovely thing if it ain’t interfering with my plans. Sorry, no, you can’t do a show down the street at the same time we are performing our show and run over or ride your scooter over and pop in for the final scenes. There’s not enough booze and pills on the planet for me to survive that sort of anxiety. Sorry. And then at the last minute, after you have tried to convince me you can do both, to say, oh, I’ll get the other show to re-cast so I can do your show because I’d rather do your show. All this FIVE days after you listed NO CONFLICTS on your conflicts sheet. Sorry, all this discussion is just way to much effort when I can just cast someone who has no conflicts and all my lovely actors will be lined up in a neat row before the curtain goes up, all in the same theatre, all committed to one project. Oh, it feels good to get that out. So, I should be trying to map out a damn rehearsal schedule — a project I have been avoiding all weekend. And here I am tapping away. I think I’ll go to the Y for a swim to try and calm down a little and return to all this later this afternoon.
Saw the new Harry Potter film. I kept trying to convince myself as more minutes dragged by that this was a good film and I was enjoying it. No, I enjoyed some bits — cute little character bits with the angst of teens in and out of love. However, the plot flew out the proverbial window at some point and Harry is left looking like a useless flaccid fool, unable to act. Really really really different from the book and so many details dispensed with completely. Every plot point that is fought so hard for on the page is just so easily covered in the film. Like there’s no danger at all. I hope they get back to good storytelling for the last two movies. I will start re-reading the books this week (yeah, like I have time for that!).
Ran a 4-mile race on Saturday in Central Park and did pretty well. Something around 34 minutes. I don’t know the official time yet. Now, what the hell sort of photo or image shall I insert into this rambling post? Oh, yes, that works nicely. Thank you.