Let the storytelling begin!
‘Whore’ is a collection of monologues based on true events; about sex workers who live in Auckland, New Zealand. After extensive research, meetings and interviews; the work can (now) start.
The stories have unique titles called: Illegal Migrant, ‘Married Woman’, ‘Transgender’, ‘Underage Sex Worker’, ‘Rent Boy’ and ‘Refugee’. Performing in late May, in an alternative space: ‘charlatan clinic style’.
The cast involved: Rebecca Parr, Lee Ah Yen Faatoia and Geraldine Creff.
This project is in collaboration with up to 20 ‘creative’ people, and I am excited to be leading this process.
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Philip Seymour Hoffman, one of the most talented stage and screen actors of his generation, was found dead in his Greenwich Village apartment today, at the age of 46.
Update: The lights of Broadway will dim at 7:45 p.m. on Wednesday, January 5th in honor of Philip Seymour Hoffman.
Labyrinth Theater will hold a community prayer and candlelight vigil Wednesday, February 5th at 6:30pm in the courtyard of the Bank Street Theater (located at 155 Bank Street). The prayer will be lead by Labyrinth Company member Fr. Jim Martin.
The cause of death is apparently a drug overdose: The Daily News reports that “Hoffman was found alone with a needle in his arm in the bathroom of his apartment.”
Although known nationally as a movie actor — he won an Oscar for his starring role in “Capote” in 2005 — he was active in New York theater. He appeared on…
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Congratulations, my players and playerettes! You finally made it, the big day has finally arrived! For those just tuning in, here’s what you’ve been missing:
Now that that’s out of the way, what do you say we get down to it?
20. Cutie and the Boxer
Those awesome opening credits. The unexpected weight of Ushio’s drunken, emotional breakdown. There’s just a lot to like about this gorgeous, honest, complex portrait of two aging, starving artists as they come into their own. Didn’t hit me right away, but it’s been lingering like a mother ever since.
19. V/H/S/2 (Full Review)
In light of its (mostly) disappointing predecessor, I can’t stress enough what an improvement this was every single way. Love what these guys are doing and, holy hell, that…
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After watching this brilliant masterpiece, (film) called ‘Amour’ I had a lot of questions.
When you love a person, for a (long) duration, say 60 years, how is the relationship affected when one party becomes disabled, demented, or institutionalised (for medical reasons)?
Do you continue to love that person – the same way? Or is it too emotional, to see your partner unravel into something unrecognisable?
‘Amour’ is about a French couple called Georges and Anne, who are retired music teachers, both in their eighties. They knew each other inside out, and exposed their vulnerabilities, until suddenly everything changed.
Georges goes through his own journey, about whether he can live with this woman anymore, who he fails to know.
Love is also a great journey of discovery, of uniqueness and growth, and pain.
If you only love once in your life – you are privileged.
There is something about the ‘aesthetics’ of vintage things – whether it is (motor) scooters, tea trolleys, vinyl, burlesque-influenced wigs, tailored clothing, or quirky mirrors.
Filming today (in one of my favourite locations) was inspiringly eclectic, with majestic backdrops – from bookshelves crammed with romantic novels to kitsch furniture, dainty crockery, and dismembered mannequins.
People like Bettie Page, Marilyn Monroe and Dita Von Teese – all radiate femininity and glamour.
Buying ‘vintage’ from all over the world – is definitely dreamy.
Great cars too.
“You are one of those girls, that arrives from nowhere and departs the same way. You seem present but removed?” Will, ‘pURe’
Love that line. I am drafting my next work, which is again different, to my last 5 plays. I enjoy the intimacy of the stage with my characters, however I like to mix it up with film. Thinking about their interests, and back stories, and their secrets. We all have them. Looking forward to a play reading, in a month or two, nothing like seeing the work take shape.
Language is like oxygen – but so is silence. Sitting in an empty room, brings a wild imagination, and thoughts that wonder on for miles.
I am not one of those people, who write everyday. I write when I want to. This brings depth and colour to my work, when writing from the heart.
What is your experience with writing plays?