So tonight was the first show. Overall, it seemed a lot worse to us in the show than the audience. It was a bit painful from backstage when someone dropped a line. But no one seemed to mind too much! I made someone cry. Aubrey & Brianna are the best friends anyone could ever ask for, ever. So there’s that. And it felt really good. I feel like I have something to prove. And I hope I did it. I’m not entirely sure I feel much right now, except tired. And lonely. Horribly lonely.
I feel very proud of my performance and must get sleep so I can repeat tomorrow. Goodnight lovelies. <3
Review: The Memory Show, 5/2/13
Rows of framed pictures flicker and fade, just like the memories of the mother in the new musical The Memory Show (playing at the Duke Theater until May 18). The show isn’t a “musical” in the typical Broadway sense, but instead, the haunting dissonant orchestration and lyrics contribute to the poignancy of the piece.
A 31-year-old daughter is forced to put her life on hold to take care of her aging, strong-willed mother, who is suffering from early onset Alzheimers disease. Though the show is intense, there is a good balance between emotionally agonizing moments and humor. Perhaps this is best explained by the repeated phrase in the piece, “funny people are the saddest.” The daughter copes with the tragedy of her mother’s illness through dry witty comments, and the mother deals with the holes in her memory in occasionally comical ways.
Catherine Cox (the mother) and Leslie Kritzner (the daughter) convincingly portray the downward spiral and struggles as a result of the disease. As the disease takes its toll, their strained, complex relationship also is tested. Sara Cooper, the writer of the show, captured the difficulties caused by the generation gap, tough love, a sense of family obligation, and family secrets in an achingly realistic depiction.
The obstacles blocking a healthy mother-daughter relationship seem like they are impossible to overcome as the mother regresses further and further into a more confused, upset, and even paranoid state. The role-reversal cycle (parents take care of children, children take care of elderly parents) is extreme, and the daughter fills more than just her “responsible-adult/caretaker” obligation as the mother slips into memory lapses. The daughter is viewed also as the mother’s childhood friend, the husband, and eventually her mother’s mother. With each memory mix-up and retelling of the story, facts get more jumbled and family secrets spill out, including dark truths about the mother’s mental instability and the husband/father that seems to be one of the major roots of the mother and daughter’s difficult relationship. Even in the mother’s declining state, the two women prove love can withstand and heal.
This Memory Show demonstrates that the long road of devastation caused by Alzheimers is tragic, but the enduring bond and strength of love is more powerful. It’s important to value things while they’re present, while also listening and fully loving to bear the suffering.
For tickets and more info about the show: www.transportgroup.org/memory-show
TMI. SORRY (NOT SORRY)
so, i finally found my Christmas dress for Annie! The only problem is: my boobs are too big to zip it up all the way -__- so either i wear a cardigan or i somehow make my boobs smaller or something. it’s a pretty tight dress but it looks so good!
so does anyone know how to make boobs seem smaller/flatter in a tightish dress?
Hey kids, when you go to the movies...
DON’T KICK THE OCCUPIED SEAT IN FRONT OF YOU.
tonight i was seeing iron man 3 and about ten minutes before the previews started a small group of three boys (probably around 18 or so) came in and took the seats behind me and my group. as they sat down and made themselves comfortable the back of my seat got bumped quite a few times but i was just kind of like “whatever, they just got in, they’ll settle down in a second and all will be well.”
SPOILER ALERT! it wasn’t.
after a good five minutes or so the kid behind me continued to kick my chair quite often. it takes a lot for me to confront a stranger in public so i continued to let it go thinking that maybe the kid was still trying to get himself situated and that he would stop eventually.
PLOT TWIST! it didn’t.
the trailers started and he kept on kicking so i began to count how many times i was kicked. when it got to ten additional times before the end of the third preview i turned around and looked at him. not a mean look, just kind of turned and glanced at him for a second thinking that he would get the hint that i did notice him constantly kicking my seat before turning back around hoping that maybe the look would end his soccer game with my chair.
after counting fifteen more kicks to my chair i couldn’t take it anymore and i turned around and said “I’m sorry but could you please stop kicking my chair.” he quickly apologized and i turned back around.
STILL NOT OVER.
not a minute later he kicks my seat two more times and i make a grand hand motion that was clearly asking “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
the kid’s friend obviously noticed this and, in a stroke of sheer genius, goes “Dude! Just move over here!” the kid moves two seats down to a seat behind an empty chair where he could kick to his heart’s content and not be a bother to anyone.
beyond that the movie was great and i would highly recommend it to anyone and everyone. there was a lot of humor in it, tons of Snarky Starky, great action scenes, and even a tear jerker or two.
just save your game of kickball for after the movie.