I saw
Egusi Soup on Thursday and Saturday.
Two different performances, two different audiences, two different
me's.
Firstly, I have to applaud the actors, who only had three days rehearsal to get up and running with it. It was a really difficult thing to ask.
It was really hard for me to enjoy the opening night because I was really stressed: there was someone I really wanted to impress sitting a few rows down, the actors were a bit nervous, some still very much tied to their scripts (the play is performed script in hand) it was a very mature audience and not at all mixed. Saying that, the audience responded incredibly well but somehow I felt like something had been lost since the performance at Hotbed.
The
Luton audience was mad on Saturday. Although it was a smaller, it was
kindof who this play was written for. When some of them could stop chatting to each other about their daily lives they were incredibly responsive! There were gasps of shock!
Yay! Giggles of embarrassment, even a hiss at one point. I loved it!
The actors were on fire during this performance and they told me they were even better on Friday!
It was amazing to see how much they had grown in such a short time and how much faster the play was. It was brilliant. Still feel I need to change the ending, though. There's a really important speech in it and it seems to have lost it's importance in this version. I actually wrote this play because of this speech, so I have to fix that.
Looking back, I think script-in-hand performances are rather like open book exams. Very deceptive. You think it's a godsend having the books there with all the answers but it
kind of holds you back if you rely heavily on them because you waste time trying to find the answers instead of simply
referring to the book to confirm what's already in your head.
Anyway, moving on...
Dunno if it's still running but there's a great show on at the Southwark Playhouse, Terror 2009 - it's got writing by Neil Labute, Anthony Neilson, Mark Ravenhill and Lucy Kirkwood. Won't give anything away but the final play by Labute has the most amazing ending. Even I just sat there and stared. Some people couldn't even applaud. For me, I love a writer who can dare to go where people are afraid to. Found him and Neilson really inspiring.Also met with the young film people. Feel they are a bit inexperienced e.g no track record of quality festival short films but I love their energy and really like them and their feature idea but it's a bit of a risk writing for them on the basis of "if we get funding" ... Dunno what to do.
Part of me - and my sister and friends - suggest I concentrate on the theatre as I am making a bit of headway. Try to write a
brilliant next play. I do have the problem of spreading myself too thin..
But I hate letting people down. And I have been visualising about getting into film like the book says and if you visualise you subconsciously make opportunities. This is an opportunity that seemed to come out of the blue but is it the right one?