Wednesday. Early extra class. Scene analysis of The Man who couldn't dance (one act) with RC. Incredible amount of information portrayed by the playwright in just a few pages. It's an amazing process and VERY IMPORTANT as an actor to understand what the playwright is communicating to you in what's written. All of the information one needs is right there in front of you (without having to make a ton of stuff up)! You might say, 'oh yeah, sure, scene analysis is really important. Crap. I can just pick up a scene and know what to do, how to react and how to say the lines'. Oh baby, you are so wrong. Welcome to the land of mediocre acting, sunshine. You have just joined the ranks of 95% of 'actors' in the land. Basically, the 95% who refuse to take on board that you have to do the 'work' that is required of you to do a good job. Seriously. You have to KNOW how to break a scene down into the various elements (which I won't list here!) and KNOW what the playwright is saying about each character or else you won't really have a scooby doo about how you need to play the scene. You may think you do, but you don't. The casting director is looking for your 'insight' and 'intelligence' into the meaning of the piece, not if you can read lines or 'do' anger or sadness or something else ultimately unimportant.
After that, went to my regular class with S. Worked with Ced and did fine, possibly held back a few moments. I need to work on totally opening up, expressing everything, and not censoring anything. B had incredibly high marks from S. I'm concerned that there's a little click opening up in the class...
Back on the subject of scene analysis, S compared not doing the work on having your ABCs but not knowing how to say them or form them into words.
Fun and games with the neighbours later in the evening. Walls being banged, shouting and all that crap. We really need to move away from these arseholes.
I cannot just ignore it. It's driving me mad.