So... I definitely forgot to write a post after yesterday's rehearsal. I went last minute to see a friend's production of Much Ado About Nothing and by the time I got home it was passed my bed time. In any case, that means that today is two posts in one.
These two runs of the show disheartened me quite a bit. We had that great run on Monday night and some great act work over the course of the week, but the run on Friday was awful. And when I say awful, please don't underestimate just how awful it was. It was as if all the hard and detailed work we'd been doing went right out the window and we were starting from ground zero once again. I made an attempt not to panic and decided they must just need to get back into it after having a day off. I breathed and decided that surely, surely it will get better tomorrow.
Well, Saturday came and better it did not get. We were back in the performance space and people were still flubbing lines and missing entrances and the pace of the show was abysmal. Though, as a testament to just how much I cut out of this show, it still ran at just about an hour and forty minutes. I finally had a panic attack. I confided in my assistant director that I was not sure we were going to pull this thing off. She attempted to reassure me, but the attempt felt halfhearted at best. Some of the moments were still working great (the fights, the deaths, anything with Juliet and the Nurse), but the show didn't feel like a whole thing. It felt like a series of good moments within a loose and unorganized frame. I was scared, and justifiably so, I think. After the run was over, I made a point of telling the cast just how many people were very excited to see the show and to let them know that the show was looking good (I meant it, sort of). That being said, I made it a point to tell everyone to look over their lines before tomorrow morning's run and to make sure they were in full costume because the photographer is coming to take pictures of the show. Fingers crossed.
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