"...in a production of..."

Title: Conspiracy of Desires (1991)

2009-07-10T18:00:00.000-07:00

Adapted from the British play, Surreptitious Longings, adapted from the French play, Touch/Longing/Sickness, adapted from the Swedish play, We Who Love Must Also Then Die.

2009-07-10T11:52:00.000-07:00

Title: Moonshine Over Maple County (1977)

2009-07-10T11:51:00.002-07:00

"Emmy, you reckon the Man in the Moon knows what Daddy done?"

"I know it's so."

"How come?"

"Cuz he came to me in a dream, stupid. And he drew me this map. I'll trace it here in the sky for ya. It's a map right on out of this nowhere town. And you and me, Linny, sometime real soon we're gonna follow it. You hearin me?"

2009-07-10T11:51:00.001-07:00

2009-07-10T11:50:00.002-07:00

2009-07-10T11:50:00.001-07:00

2009-07-10T11:49:00.002-07:00

Title: Escape from Atlantis, the Musical (1998)

2009-07-08T15:24:00.000-07:00

The smash-hit jukebox musical featuring the songbook of legendary folk-rock pioneer Donovan. Watch for the Act One show-stopper "There is a Mountain," choreographed to a stage full of ethnically diverse school-children riding atop papier-mache elephants.
[5 out of 5 Stars. Simply un-missable.]

Title: Wickedness, Thou Art Woman! (1657)

2009-07-08T15:00:00.000-07:00

Posing as the new Governess to upper-crust Pennyfarthing Hall, infamous London courtesan Sally Slapmeet exacts an hilarious revenge on her betters in this perennial crowd-pleasing comedy of manners.

2009-07-08T14:57:00.001-07:00

2009-07-08T14:56:00.000-07:00

Title: Flowers Are Free, Aren't They? (1983)

2009-07-08T14:55:00.000-07:00

The fantastical heart-warming tale of Benji, the lonely, mentally retarded savant boy-next-door, who builds the perfect playmate, Candytots. Over the course of one magical summer, he comes to understand friendship, love, loyalty, and the cruel price of puberty.
*Due to mature themes, children under 13 are not admitted without an adult.*

2009-07-08T14:54:00.000-07:00

2009-06-30T19:03:00.001-07:00

2009-06-30T19:01:00.002-07:00

2009-06-30T19:01:00.001-07:00

2009-06-30T19:00:00.000-07:00

Dear Theatre-Kids of the Damned:

2009-06-29T20:22:00.000-07:00

Thank you for the out-pouring of photos and enthusiasm.

You are not alone.
You've been in these pictures.
You've been in these productions.
You've been socially obligated to go see your roommate in these productions.

You feel no shame, nor should you.
(Well, maybe a little. But that's okay.)

Embrace your inner earnest Undergrad!
Cringe with love at your overly-noble sense of Drama!
Use the term "Brechtian" for no good reason!

And pass the blog onto others like you.

In Due Sincerity,
Professor DreadWhimsy.

Title: Coming to Terms (1983)

2009-06-29T19:49:00.000-07:00

At a mythical high-school reunion, nine different sides of ambitious career-driven 20-something Joanne Winterbottom face each other in a night of revelations, laughter, and tears.

2009-06-29T19:48:00.000-07:00

Title: Oy, Missus, That's My Husband! (1980)

2009-06-29T19:47:00.000-07:00

The classic British farce of mistaken identity, sexual politics and labor relations set against Margaret Thatcher's 1979 election night victory.

2009-06-29T19:46:00.001-07:00

2009-06-29T19:45:00.002-07:00

Title: The Loom Weavers of Kraxon (1993)

2009-06-29T19:45:00.001-07:00

"An electrifying new stage adaptation of the best-selling children's fantasy, The Loom Weavers of Kraxon transports us to a far-distant kingdom to ultimately teach the most intimate lesson of all: namely, that Love cannot be outlawed." -- Kip Sparling, San Diego Tribune.

2009-06-29T19:44:00.000-07:00

2009-06-29T19:00:00.000-07:00

2009-06-24T09:08:00.002-07:00

2009-06-24T09:08:00.001-07:00

2009-06-24T09:07:00.001-07:00

2009-06-24T09:05:00.002-07:00

Title: Fetch Me A Torch, Boys! (1986)

2009-06-24T09:05:00.001-07:00

Gathering in a Fire Island piano bar in Heaven, the many ex-lovers of Rodney, long-lost to AIDS, sing songs of defiance and pride in this staple of 80's downtown theatre.

2009-06-24T09:04:00.001-07:00

2009-06-24T09:03:00.001-07:00

Title: Father Never Said Hello (1987)

2009-06-24T09:02:00.002-07:00

(They stand a little longer. The wind rising.)

"Come on, Billy, time to go. The car's waiting."

"I just have one last thing to tell Dad."

(Deborah walks off-stage. Billy, alone at the grave-site:)

"...goodbye, Dad. Goodbye."

(Fade to black.)

2009-06-24T09:02:00.001-07:00

2009-06-17T22:33:00.000-07:00

2009-06-17T22:32:00.001-07:00

2009-06-17T22:30:00.000-07:00

2009-06-17T22:29:00.000-07:00

2009-06-17T22:28:00.002-07:00

2009-06-17T22:28:00.001-07:00

2009-06-17T22:26:00.000-07:00

2009-06-17T22:25:00.001-07:00

2009-06-17T22:23:00.000-07:00

2009-06-17T22:22:00.000-07:00

2009-06-17T22:21:00.000-07:00

2009-06-15T20:13:00.000-07:00

2009-06-15T20:10:00.000-07:00

2009-06-15T20:08:00.000-07:00

2009-06-15T20:06:00.000-07:00

2009-06-15T20:05:00.000-07:00

2009-06-15T20:00:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:14:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:13:00.002-07:00

2009-06-01T22:13:00.001-07:00

2009-06-01T22:12:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:11:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:10:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:09:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:08:00.000-07:00

2009-06-01T22:07:00.000-07:00

2009-05-28T22:56:00.000-07:00

2009-05-28T22:52:00.001-07:00

2009-05-28T22:51:00.000-07:00

2009-05-28T22:50:00.000-07:00

2009-05-28T22:49:00.000-07:00

Title: The Last Convenient Cotillion (1983)

2009-05-28T22:36:00.000-07:00

"Now, Nell, Barnard, Emma-Louisiana, and Young Master Huntley-Chasely, I do believe tonight shall be our last cotillion of the season together, but I swear next year's bound to be even better. Let's vow to make 1860 the Year of the Outrageous Party!"

2009-05-28T22:34:00.000-07:00

Title: Her Birds of the Autumnal Equinox (1987)

2009-05-28T22:23:00.000-07:00

"Listen, Mirabeth! I hear them! Just listen to them all in the Autumn sky, flocking ever-homeward... ever-homeward..." (shaking his head) "Your mother's so-called Equinox Birds." (Beat. Distant:) "My God she's been dead a whole year now, hasn't she, Mirabeth. How..."

2009-05-28T22:22:00.000-07:00

2009-05-27T21:03:00.000-07:00

2009-05-27T21:02:00.002-07:00

2009-05-27T21:02:00.001-07:00

2009-05-27T21:00:00.000-07:00

2009-05-27T20:58:00.000-07:00

Doing Your Cubicle Sit-Ups.

2009-05-27T20:30:00.000-07:00

You. In the fluorescent-lit cubicle biding your time. No, not you. The weirder-looking one. Yes, YOU. Do yourself a favor and don't rush off just yet to the break-room because it's 9AM on Bagel Thursday and, if you're quick, this will serve as your breakfast and lunch today.

Pause and do a 2 Minute Mental Exercise, which, as is widely-known, is the very opposite act of consuming a bagel. You're in 7th grade English class again, the way you've always dreamed about but felt ridiculous admitting (even if only to yourself). Now take out a Number Two Dixon Ticonderoga pencil and begin:

Pick a picture and honor it by writing a "titley" Title and no more than 3 lines of either action or dialogue that captures, in a nut-shell, the entirety of the story you see.

There.

Look! You've gone and told yourself a little story and smiled this morning. That's because you're creative and smart. That is a small mental exercise.

Ohhhhh... GO ON and grab your bagel, then, if you must.

That is all.

Prof.D.

2009-05-27T20:28:00.000-07:00

2009-05-27T20:27:00.002-07:00

2009-05-27T20:27:00.001-07:00

2009-05-27T20:24:00.000-07:00

2009-05-27T20:23:00.000-07:00

It's like being on crack again.

2009-05-22T23:08:00.000-07:00

Professor DreadWhimsy's Sublimity Award #1

2009-05-22T22:00:00.000-07:00

These publicity stills shone like a cluster of diamonds in the Google-gravel. They deserved more than a mere glance. They all-but-dick-slap you with their theatricality. No, no, that's a good thing. No it's not. It can too be a good thing. Hey, whatever man, you called me. You're the one standing in a darkened theatre with me, so don't give me that.

You see, these photographs achieve a near pitch-perfection of utter Sincerity, then move past it, bending light, warping space-time, reaching the Sublime, where they exist like some quantum particle paradox, simultaneously genuine and ironically-knowing--

YES. Yes, my Minions, the prophecies were true.

Behold that which has transcended the Post-Modern Galactic Rim:

I love these pictures and thank these humble strangers.

That is all.

2009-05-22T20:05:00.000-07:00

THEATRE PIX DRINKING GAME!!! #3

2009-05-22T19:51:00.000-07:00

Take a shot of Southern Comfort if there's Equity leads in the foreground somehow oblivious to some minor character emoting real hard at them... while standing only three feet behind them.

Take a shot of Vermouth if a child actor is being used more... more like a prop than anything else, by the looks of it.

Take a shot of Cognac if that family looks like maybe, maybe it's finally Coming-To-Terms with that thing that happened 17 years ago this Christmas.

2009-05-22T19:49:00.000-07:00

2009-05-22T19:48:00.002-07:00

2009-05-22T19:48:00.001-07:00

2009-05-22T19:46:00.002-07:00

2009-05-22T19:46:00.001-07:00

THEATRE PIX DRINKING GAME!!! #2

2009-05-22T19:41:00.002-07:00

Take a shot of Jagermeister if a woman may at-first-glance be a man in drag.

Take a shot of Tequila if color-blind casting has inadvertently led to historical anachronisms.

Take a shot of Sake if a white/blue-collar middle-aged middle-class White Man is having a crisis of faith in the American Dream.

2009-05-22T19:41:00.001-07:00

2009-05-22T19:38:00.000-07:00

2009-05-22T19:37:00.000-07:00

2009-05-22T19:36:00.000-07:00

2009-05-22T19:35:00.000-07:00

THEATRE PIX DRINKING GAME!!! #1

2009-05-22T19:25:00.000-07:00

Take a shot of Vodka if there's a Russian/Victorian/peasant/Of-Color Woman staring past the camera in a reverie of regret.

Take a shot of Rum if a wacky Screwball Lady's facial expression seems to say, "Get a load of THIS guy!"

Take a shot of Ouzo if there's an overtly homosexual actor in an aggressively heterosexual situation.

2009-05-22T18:29:00.001-07:00

2009-05-22T18:28:00.002-07:00

2009-05-22T18:28:00.001-07:00