This seems like it was a million years ago. Last Friday, the lovely Jody Christopherson in Eschaton Cabaret at Dixon Place. Dancing. Enciente.
Ah, yes, Halloween is once again upon us. And with Halloween comes another gory presentation from The Blood Brothers, this year, at The Brick in Williamsburg.
A recent commission - for Theatre Askew’s workshop of Trav S.D.’s The Fickle Mistress at The Hot Festival at Dixon Place July 25.
I’m so, so excited for this - the play is really wonderful!
A theater poster, c. 1898, for The Air Ship. A Musical Farce Comedy by J.M. Gaites. Inspiration for Kino’s 1934 comedy Luftschiffwalzer?
(via allisonsommers)
Boudoir portrait of actress Giulia Majeroni, 1884 Australia (Melbourne), State Library of New South Wales
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1912 photo a scene from Chaplin’s famous sketch “A night in an English Club” when Charlie was on a North American Tour with Fred Karno’s Troupe
Charlie is on the right, wearing a white shirt and black tie.
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My response to Tom Laughlin’s outrageous post about theatre being FOR white people
Tom! I wanted to thank you for your recent post “The Great Whiter-Than-Ever Way,” (http://www.apoorplayer.net/2012/01/the-great-whiter-than-ever-way) which is now being commonly referred to as the “Is it so bad to admit that theatre is for white people?” post. It’s a brilliant expose of the banal, but still incredibly insidious, dangerous, modern-day racism that lies beneath the innocent-looking façade of your average friendly, innocuous, white university professor chairing a third-rate theatre department in the middle of nowhere. I’m blown away by the courage it must have taken to reveal not only your native disdain for all cultures, races, and concepts besides your own, but also your incredible intellectual barren-ness – what some would even call thunderous stupidity! And to think – you’re a college professor! You work with impressionable young minds EVERY DAY! It’s just incredibly brave to reveal that you’re living your life half-asleep - something that could, in fact, SHOULD, cost you your job! Bravo, sir.
I only have one quibble with your post. When you use the word “admit” in what has become the de facto title of your post, I think you may have overstepped your bounds, even within the huge leeway you give yourself. You see, an “admission” is generally a revelation of a hidden fact – now, that fact can of course be your personal opinion, as in “I admit that I feel like black people are beneath me culturally” – but the fact you purport to reveal is that the theatre is for white people.
This, unfortunately, is not a fact.
Tonight, a reading of Trav SD’s Beach Blanket Bluebeard at Coney Island USA. Whee! Rehearsal last night was beyond thrilling (and hilarious) as we’ve managed to gather a brilliant array of off-off luminaries.
Today is Oscar Wilde’s birthday, brilliant Martyred genius playwright.
My darling inamorato, the self-styled Trav S.D. wrote this beautiful post in celebration, and I felt the need to illustrate:
Today is Oscar Wilde’s birthday (1854-1900).
I fell under Wilde’s spell in the 1990s, so much so that I named my second son (Charles Wilde Stewart, b. 1998) after him.
To be a comedian and critic, classicist, playwright, public personality and gadfly all at the same time — that seemed (and seems) like the guy to be.Joe Orton, John Waters, Kenneth Tynan, Charles Ludlam...would any of those personalities have existed without him? Maybe, but they would have been far less interesting without his template to go by.
Read the rest here.
