Henceforth all Steven Soderbergh films,

Missy | July 31, 2002


Henceforth all Steven Soderbergh films, including the big-budget ones like the forthcoming Solaris, should be labeled A.E. (i.e., Artist’s Experiment) or A.W. (i.e., Artist’s Wank) alongside their MPAA rating. This would at least be a way of leveling with the audience. Their message would be, “Since a major artist has made this film, you may not necessarily find it conventionally entertaining. You may, however, enjoy it as a representation of an artistic struggle, or as some kind of in-between, creative ledger-balancing statement.” The films of Martin Scorsese could carry this label also.

(Thanks to reader Marty for the link.)

Julian cracks me up.

Missy | July 31, 2002

Julian cracks me up.

I forgot to link to

Missy | July 31, 2002

I forgot to link to this awhile back: DC’s version of the NYC blogger map.

In other news, Mihow is

Missy | July 31, 2002

In other news, Mihow is moving back to DC!!

Afterwards, most of us went

Missy | July 31, 2002

Afterwards, most of us went out for celebratory drinks (except for one woman who is legal counsel for a famous senator, interning in whose office is the son of cellist Yo Yo Ma, so she got to go cavort at Wolftrap) and then because I was full of energy, I went to the Black Cat to see Denali, and I ran into us|against|them’s John, so we drank & chatted a bit (sorry for keeping you out late, John! I woke up this morning–late–feeling a little crappy & unrested & feeling like I had somehow smoked a pack of cigarettes).

Final monologues were last night.

Missy | July 31, 2002

Final monologues were last night. They were performed for all of the Actors Process classes, plus Studio faculty (including Joy Zinomen). I was kind of in a panic, but when I got up there, I suddenly remembered how to channel my nervous energy, and I gave the best performance of my monologue to date. My whole class did great, and our teacher was very proud of and happy for us. Some of the other classes had some great monologues as well….one extremely funny one dealt with a woman at a funeral and she couldn’t cry for the deceased, but it prompted her to reminisce about her dead cat, and let me assure you, she was hilarious. I may even consider stealing that monologue–if I can find it–and using it sometime. I also recognized a couple of David Mamet monologues, one from Oleanna and another from American Buffalo.

Afterwards, the teachers consulted and our teacher gave us notes & recommendations. Because Studio is not a full-time conservatory, in that you don’t have say, a semester or two of voice & movement classes before you ever get to the “acting” classes, students are encouraged to take “tools” classes, like voice, movement, improv, and Alexander technique, the latter which was recommended to me, though I can also move on to the next level of acting class as well. It’s funny, I first heard of the Alexander technique in junior high and didn’t understand it (though I could’ve used some training in it. I play the flute–well, not so much anymore, but I used to very seriously, studying with college professors for several years and whatnot–and I have always had the tendency to essentially tense up while simultaneously losing some control over my body, so to speak. Anyone who knows me probably sees that I tend to overly gesticulate when I talk.) I figured it had something to do with posture, which is true, but it also teaches musicians, athletes, and actors how to use their bodies efficiently.

So here’s the thing: do I want to spend the money, and a lot of time (the next acting class, Principles of Realism, is a no bullshit class, and there’s probably a great deal of time spent outside of class in rehearsal), not to mention studying with a really tough teacher for the PoR class (I don’t know if my skin is that thick) and keep pursuing this? I don’t know. I do know I’ve had a lot of fun so far, and at the very least, the Alexander technique could be very beneficial to me. Hmm.

Holy crap, people. “I” am

Missy | July 30, 2002

Holy crap, people. “I” am in today’s Post, in the Style section. Okay, not really, but remember when I was complaining about my alter ego? Well, she’s in a play and in the print edition, there’s even a photo. It’s not me! Not me! Although I am envious that she seems to get all kinds of acting gigs in this town. I saw on the call board at the Studio that there’s auditions at the Stanislavsky (they were responsible for this past season’s experimental Hamlet that featured no speaking whatsoever) for actors with modern dance training in a play, Host and Guest. But not having an up-to-date resume or headshot, plus not knowing whether rehearsals run during the daytime, means I may just be all talk here.

Oh yeah. I bought a

Missy | July 30, 2002

Oh yeah. I bought a new computer. Finally.

Tonight is our final monologue

Missy | July 30, 2002

Tonight is our final monologue night! I am thrilled and nervous. Last night a few of us rehearsed at a nearby bar, deciding that alcohol is key to a relaxed performance. The word is still out on whether we’re doing shots beforehand tonight. I can almost certainly assure you that I (and probably all of us) will be at Chi Cha immediately following.

Kim Coletta is folding DeSoto

Missy | July 30, 2002

Kim Coletta is folding DeSoto records, and Burning Airlines have called it quits (as if the latter was really any surprise).

A piece on Donna Tartt

Missy | July 29, 2002

A piece on Donna Tartt and her elusive, long-awaited second novel.

Elvis Mitchell interviews Steven Soderbergh

Missy | July 29, 2002

Elvis Mitchell interviews Steven Soderbergh (yes, a babe). (Thanks to Rapmaster, who posted lots of good stuff while I was gone.)

Okay, kids. I’m out of

Missy | July 19, 2002

Okay, kids. I’m out of town until next Sunday. See you then!

The 2002 Scientific American Sci-Tech

Missy | July 18, 2002

The 2002 Scientific American Sci-Tech Web Awards. Some favorites (some of which I already knew about, but that’s okay):

  • The Earth Observatory
  • Eric Weisstein’s World of Mathematics
  • Introduction to Cryptography
  • The Virtual Autopsy (not gross!)
  • The Official String Theory web site
  • I know how I’m spending my day.

    Last night after acting class

    Missy | July 18, 2002

    Last night after acting class I went to Stetsons with the-ex-who-lives-1.5-blocks-away, and we were harmlessly (I hope!) reminiscing about our Penn State days, when we first met. I remember the night we met (at a party, and I recall we were discussing college football) though he doesn’t remember it at all. He, however, remembers more details about the night we first hooked up, like that the jazz concert we saw was John Patton, or that when we went back to my place later that night, I made him watch the latest Homicide first, which I had taped earlier that evening. This is really the detail I wanted to share with you all, just to demonstrate how big of a dork I can be. I mean, he was probably sitting there, patiently, thinking, “When am I going to get some action?” and I made him sit through an hour of a gritty cop drama. But you know, Homicide was a really, really good show.