28 October
So yesterday was my big Sick Day Off, and since I wasn't really sick for most of it, it wasn't bad!
I thought that I would, I don't know, get things accomplished, do stuff, be productive, but instead I watched SNL on VH1 all damn day and played alot of Snood. I'm not entirely certain how I can still be playing that damn game all the time, I mean my God, I've had it forever! AKA, close to a year, which is certainly forever in computer time.
I had to leave the house at one point, no matter how much I wanted a real day off, but Winni had begged to change our Saturday rehearsal to Friday so that she could go upstate.
I'm glad that she didn't ask for it to be changed to Thursday, or I would have been sick all over her apartment, and nothing loses a director respect faster than being sick all over her cast. On the other had, possibly had I been rehearsing, I wouldn't have eaten when and where I did, and then I wouldn't have been sick at all!
I have decided to blame Winni for everything. It's just easier that way.
Nothing particularly interesting happened at rehearsal, so afterwards I went to the cinema. Forgive me, I am watching The Naked Chef while writing this, which is very very British, otherwise I certainly wouldn't have used such a word, particularly not in regard to a Sylvester Stallone movie.
Yes, I saw Get Carter, which got poorish reviews, but I liked the trailer and I thought that I might like it anyway, and I was right. It was very stylish and violent, but with nothing at the centre, like a blood-covered donut. But if you're not expecting anything more than that, it's swell!
Stallone was quite good, no really, stop laughing! He was very strong and casual and smooth, and, as Fran put it when he saw it, he actually underplayed Michael Caine in their first scene together, quite a trick!
Michael Caine was also excellent, of course, there is nothing unusual there, as was Rachael Leigh Cook in the Winona Ryder role, though that was certainly a stick-on nosering if I've ever seen one. And my beloved Alan Cumming stole every scene he was in. Nice accent, too.
The big surprise was Mickey Roarke, who is strangely not mad! Or perhaps he is, but he was able to hide it. I was thinking, though, during his and Stallone's scenes together, that it was Dueling Facelifts (nyew-na-nyew nyew nyew nyew nyew nyew nyeeeew), and Stallone's sure won, as he looks like himself at 37 or so, whereas Mickey looks like a distant cousin to Mickey Roarke, perhaps one who was burned in a tragic fire. And might be a woman.
However, let me repeat, he certainly seemed within the bounds of sanity, unlike any other role since Angel Heart. I need to wait awhile before watching Diner again, though, as it would break my heart to see how he used to look.
I really want to see the original Get Carter now, though. I dig Michael Caine in the 60's and 70's, he was extremely fine.
I got a call from a director about doing another show.
I'd really truly rather not, as it's right after this show that I'm doing now, not to mention the fact that I really don't want to work with this director. Cynthia is in the show, too (it's another monologue play) and she has been telling me horror stories about being asked about the character's childhood (to me, the only answer to that is "I don't give a fuck about the character's childhood!") and working for an hour on the first four lines of a three page monologue and things, but since I had such difficulty casting my play, it would be very bad form not to help another director out of a hole.
Hopefully, my stating firmly that I cannot rehearse for even one second before 10 November will give him pause.
Today's horoscope:
Home and domestic concerns move to the forefront. Emotional matters keep your attention.
One year ago today:
"Forty??!!! I had no idea he was so tall!"
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