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19 June 2005 @ 11:50 pm
swordfights and 'Stout'  
Batman Begins comments will have to wait on a good night's sleep and a bit of time to get my thoughts in order.

I can, however, fill y'all in on
Early to rise and early to train. Which brings me to this: why was the 8:47 into Hoboken so gorram crowded? And why were there two very cranky and very vocal children in my car? And why did that guy about three seats up feel he had every right to talk on his cell phone at the top of his lungs despite (apparently) bad reception that necessitated his shouting "Hello? Can you hear me? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Oh, okay..." over and over and over again?

By now you all know just how much I adore cell phone asshats. What a lovely start to my day.

Once I got into the city, I had about half an hour to kill before I was called for Morning Address rehearsal. I chatted with Robin Hood (well, the actor who portrays him), then trotted in to read my three lines and, as luck and oversleeping would have it (*pets poor screamingdolai*) the lines of Mary, Queen of Scots. Gotta say this: playing the bad guy is way more fun than I would've thought. Maybe I'll have to do another year of Faire, after all - just come back as some baddie. I mentioned this to a fellow actor, who all but patted me on the head as he said "But you're too cute! Everyone would say, "She can't be evil! Surely she's just misunderstood!"" Had that not amused me, I might have been vexed.

After that, I waddled over to another studio to finish up my fight with Kel. Folks, I will tell you this now: this may very well be the best fight I've ever done at Faire. Lewis is a spectacular choreographer, and Kel is a great partner. I just hope I can ditch all the bad fight habits I've picked up. I want to do this one justice. I want this to be perfect.

So - after that came Robin Hood scene fights (and let me take a moment to give a shout out to Dan, the choreographer; very nice work!). I'm not in the 'Rescue of Little John,' so I scurried across 8th Ave to the Taco Bell Express. I desperately wanted a Mexican Pizza, but alas, 'twas not on the menu. Still, tacos supreme are big on the happy-making list, so I ate a couple of those and waddled (honestly; I've got hips for days) back up to the studios. Adorable Old Reception Guy grinned at me and waved me through. "Go on, honey." So cute. Oh, and on a side note - the main portals into 520 8th Ave are revolving doors. Since watching 'Dead Like Me,' I approach them with considerable caution. Silly, perhaps, but that is one image that does not fade. eep.

Tax Scene fight was next. Fun, actually, in no small part because I have (and so, too, Marian) found a connection with the guard Ferret. Firstly, the kid is just adorable and funny as all get out. Sweetheart, too. Pity I push him aside and take his sword from him... Speaking of the guards, they're going to be flanking Kel all day. Lucky her! But, I decided that Marian, newly returned to the Shire, just wants to make friends with everyone, including these oftimes hapless black clad enforcers. Bake them cookies, make them sword cozies, what have you. Gives a chance to interact with Kel, too, which is all to the good. I hope. I'm worried about her being Bad Guy and me being Good Guy. She's one of my very best friends; this is hard. Oh - one more thing about the Tax Scene fight: Will Scarlet is too blasted adorable. I actually got a bit misty-eyed. So. Damned. Cute.

Well, you'll see.

On to 'Robin Meets Marian.' Again, I take poor Ferret's sword from him. Right before one run through, Kel ran up and whispered in his ear. As I disarmed him (rather fiercely, I might add), he gave me puppy eyes and said, sadly, "I would have just given it to you!" Well, that was it for me. Tired Kelly had no defenses and giggles just took over. Anyway, regarding the rest of the fight: I mainly deal with Blunt and Ferret, and it is quick and clean and smart. Hey, clarkus - have we ever fought? 's fun. Apologies for fudging choreography. I'm so very much blaming it on the mad long day, and not at all on my own ineptitude. Just sayin'. :P

Final fight of the day was the Bridge scene. Hood and I were both punchy, by this point. Too giggly by far, and the clock was ticking. We only had about forty minutes to do the entire fight. Heh. As it happens, it wasn't too bad. There's a thoroughly delightful quarterstaff segment, and the final bit is just lovely.

Long, stressful day=exhausted and creatively/emotionally drained and cranky Kel, so we went to Stout for Wisconsin Style pizza and beer. For anyone in the cast who has not yet been, it is a lovely place. Kick ass beer list. The new Faire food, incidentally, seems to be fries with curry mayonaisse. Not so much for me, but the curry lovers among us are delighted.

Kel and I hung awhile after everyone had left, chatting and snorting with laughter and generally being dorky. You know - what we do.

That's it. A rather prosaic day.

Batman comments tomorrow. Most likely. Maybe I should see it again, just to be sure....
I feel: exhaustedexhausted
Jobs, baby, Jobs!picoland on June 19th, 2005 11:48 pm (UTC)
better than my day

Kel: starmanladyjoust on June 20th, 2005 05:07 am (UTC)
Oh, sweetie... *hugshugshugs*
Kathytoosha on June 20th, 2005 02:56 am (UTC)
I highly reccomend for a second viewing of Batman Begins that you make the trip to see it in IMAX. Dan and I LOVED it!
mudtgnome on June 20th, 2005 04:20 am (UTC)
will scarlett is a friend of mine eeeeeeee i get to see greg play will scarlett at nyrf!! when we went to nyrf a couple years ago he spent about 7 minutes trying to pull the sword outta the stone by the entrance...oh and he has an lj it's melkorspawn
Kel: BoyBlueladyjoust on June 20th, 2005 04:58 am (UTC)
Oooo! I'm gonna go stalk scare say hi to him!
mud: griff colortgnome on June 20th, 2005 08:19 pm (UTC)
i'm the stalk/scare person! though i don't mean it :OP
Kerryscreamingdolai on June 20th, 2005 07:13 am (UTC)
*meep* thanks for filling in for me. I must be like Willow and bring chocolate-chip cookie goodness to the next rehearsal, to assuage my guilty feelings.