Monday, March 25, 2013

In the meantime...Fairies

















































Are You An English Major?

If you are, I'd like to ask you a few questions:

1) Do you read the required novels on time, every time?

2) If so, do you enjoy that?

3) Are you both critical and creative in your essays?

4) Do you find symbolic meaning in every word you see?

5) Do you get 80s on most essays?

6) Do you feel like an incompetent, illiterate fool if you don't?

I am an English Major at the University of Toronto, and today I came to the realization:

I hate studying English at U of T. I hate writing essays. I am neither argumentative nor creative.

I have no passion or interest for dwelling on the meaning of certain words nor the placement of particular commas.


I cannot tell you why I Majored in English. I truly can't.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Linda Griffiths’ Age of Arousal: Play Review



            Age of Arousal written by Linda Griffiths and directed by Kate Lynch along with David Jansen, was performed at The Helen Gardiner Phelan Playhouse at U of T from March 5th-16th. Griffiths’ play was highly influenced by a piece which had been written in the 1800s, The Odd Women, written by novelist George Gissing. She is quoted as saying, “Age of Arousal was ‘Wildly inspired’ by George Gissing’s The Odd Women. ‘Wild’ – because of liberties taken. ‘Inspired’ – because without his inspiration: there would be no play.” Griffiths is a writer and actor and studied at Dawson College, the National Theatre School of Canada and McGill University.  She is the recipient of five Dora Mavor Moore awards, a Gemini award, two Chalmer’s awards, the Quizanne International Festival Award for Jessica, and Los Angeles’ A.G.A. Award for her performance in John Sayles’ film Lianna (cite Wiki). Considered one of “Canada’s originals” (Maclean’s Magazine, 1991), Griffiths’ Age of Arousal won the Betty Mitchell for Best New Play. Her array of decorated awards is indicative of the masterful artistry showcased in her writing.  
The cast of this production was comprised of student actors – some from U of T, and some from abroad. Director and actor Kate Lynch played the role of Mary Barfoot; Briar Knowles, Ottawa and Toronto actor, as Rhoda Nunn; Anahita Abolhassani, University of Toronto student, as Alice Madden; Sally Nazaki, established theatrical actor, as Monica Madden; Connie Wang, also a University of Toronto Studem, as Virginia Madden and Matthew Lawrence, one last U of T drama major, as the cunning Everard Barfoot. These students were valorous on stage – fearless demanders of their listeners’ attention and respect for their craft through their boisterous line delivery and solid command of the stage.
            At a time when women “outnumbered men by 500, 000 and were destined never to marry”, these student actresses had to embody every characteristic strength of the 19th century female. Lynch’s production of Age of Arousal cleverly showcased the raw and invigorating political content of the script. The dialogue focussed on female emancipation through the expression of personal and intellectual growth, but particularly sexual freedom, by keeping the staging clear of props, the lighting easy, the colour of the costumes muted. This forced the audience into a position of attention which hinged on the actors’ every last word, as there were no distractions to hinder our focus.
A play about five women living in the 19th century as the Suffragette movement began to take socio-political constructs by storm, they find themselves in circumstances which test the boundaries of feminist virtue. The play begins with Miss Barfoot and Rhoda and the exchange of an intimate kiss – the first indication that a romance exists between the two. It is not long before we learn that they share the passion for strengthening female work ethic, intellect and inner strength. We are then introduced to the Madden sisters who emulate every characteristic of a woman Barfoot and Rhoda resent and strive to eliminate. Through the introduction of the typewriter, Barfoot and Rhoda aim to take these seemingly impressionable ambitionless women and turn them into confident, working strongholds. However, when Dr. Everard Barfoot meets these women and a love affair is sparked between the youngest Madden sister, and a very surprised Rhoda, they are put to the test of their values. Do they abandon their firm belief in girl power and give into companionate love? Or do they hold onto their steadfast beliefs, and abject the compromise ensured in handing over their hands in marriage to a man?
The incorporation of feminist ideals – like striving to establish equal work opportunities for women by teaching them work ethic in a secretarial college – and sentiments of sexual emancipation – to engage in casual sex, or not to? – was interwoven in the discourses between characters. Expressing their inner feelings to the audience through the artistic form of “asides”- a dramatic device in which a character speaks to the audience, we were aware of the sexual energy vibrating of these females throughout the entirety of the play. What provided the foundation for this presentation of deeply charged dialogue was the minimalist stage set. Their representation of the characters was so charged with emotive energy and clarity, that the need for a more detailed set was unnecessary. A wall painted white with two windows and French doors painted white served as the backdrop which did not change throughout the entirety of the production. During set transitions, props were removed or added, but there was rarely any more than a table and chairs on set at a time. There were no paintings, there was little colour. The set did not distract the viewers’ eyes from the detail of the characters’ dialogue. During moments when there were several characters engaged in “asides”, a heavily decorated set may have distracted from the numerous spoken trajectories taking place.
            Also assisting in the deterrence of any further distractions from the complexity of conversation, was the simplistic use of lighting. The lighting throughout the show was lowered and raised intermittently to indicate scene changes or mood implications. The colours of the lights were mostly a dim yellow, pale white or at times a muted blue. At no point throughout the performance were the colours of the lights vibrant or gaudy. By keeping the lighting easy on the eyes, the emphasis was concentrated on the interactions and discussions between characters, and not on locations where light was being focussed or coloured. This said, a dimming effect was used during monologues or “asides”. When a character chose to reveal their inner thoughts about sexuality, most often, a spotlight would be cast around them so as to focus specifically on the delivery of the aside monologue. This technique did not serve as a distraction by any means, and instead served as a stylistic element which drew the audience attention in further.
An additional way the focus was maintained and reflective of the content of the dialogue was through the simplicity of the costumes. Authentic of the 1890s, the costumes worn by the actresses were made from very pale-coloured fabric. The youngest, and interestingly, most sexually free, character, Monica Madden, however, wore dresses which emphasized the feminine curvatures of her body, which were louder in colour: at one point, a rich orange. Comparatively, the remaining female characters wore costumes which did not accentuate their female characteristics, and were dark green, grey, black, and beige coloured. Because of the dull color scheme, as a viewer one is not taken back or drawn in by the stimulation that might have been offered by a costume of brighter colour. In this way, it was easy to connect Monica’s more openly sexual demeanor with the more vibrant, flaunting colour of her clothing. Rhoda and Miss Barfoot, disciplined and zealous suffragettes, for example wore dresses which evinced no hint at skin or sexual appeal.
            Age of Arousal incorporates sexuality in ways which support the outward ideals of feminism which are conveyed throughout the entirety of the play. A play largely about encouraging women to emancipate their inner feelings of intellectual or perhaps monetary repression, sexuality acts as a cohesion of female independence and expression. The times the audience becomes aware of the nuanced subtleties of sexuality is through the dialogue the actors have with themselves. For instance, in a conversation between Everard and Monica, we are only presented with their true, most often sexual, inner thoughts when they engage in side remarks which employ actor and audience and remove themselves from the actor to actor interaction at hand.
            This play brings its audience to consider the achievements of feminist suffragettes – to mull over the societal views that have changed, as well as the ones that haven’t. We are called to observe what equality means, for men and women. This play warrants further discussion about where men and women are to draw the line, in sexual relations as well as in societal and personal relations, before independence is threatened. How far must one go to preserve their independence? How much are people willing to bend or accommodate their values for the sake of personal pleasure or gain? It seemed an unspoken consensus that the audience was quite pleased with what they had seen that night – as presumed by the numerous nodding heads and smiling faces, and the occasional comment of “Wow, she was great”. With a cast of six members and a show that was a little over two hours long, it is commendable that the actors had the talent to carry such a lengthy, meticulous piece.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

How to Handle a Break-up in Your Twenties



Cry.



Get it all out. Don't even bother trying to play the part of the person who couldn't care less - unless you do. If you're hurt, cry. What's important here is to allot an amount of time for mourning.

I'd say give yourself a week. An entire week. Allow yourself to slack off, cry yourself to sleep, become engorged with chocolate and ice cream, or survive on cigarettes, coffee and weed as I have. You get the point, give yourself a week to hit rock bottom. Listen to love songs, stare at their Facebook profile pictures, wait for their name to appear on the screen of your phone, begin text messages that you have no courage to send (don't send them unless you know exactly what you're doing), reminisce about all the things you could've said...would've said...should've said.





And then, by the end of the week, let go. Let go of their face, of the detail around their eyes. Let go of their scent and the shape of their nail-bed. Because it's gone now.




Thinking about the ghosts of their presence will do nothing but drive you to the madhouse.

By letting go, this is what I mean:

- thank God for their presence in your life - it was there for a reason, we may not be ready to know
- accept that what you had was beautiful but that the reason for it's end is telling.
- it ended because it had to
- release the memories from your mind
- do not torture yourself by regurgitating these memories
- put them in a box and hide it away at the back of your mind




Now,

Find assurance or comfort in the fact that life is a very curious thing. There just might be a time where you become two people that are now ready to take on the world together. Consider the time apart as prep. You had to develop on your own to become the person who just might fit your once-love's life.




Go out with your friends. I know how much I hate when people say that. "Keep busy". "Find a hobby". "Call up an old friend"

You really don't have to do any of this. What I do recommend is a daily joint. When your body is numb, somehow, you're able to repeal thoughts that might hurt you. Or you find the answers you were searching for.

If you don't smoke weed then just do what you love. If you play the piano, you hammer away at that thing. If you play soccer, you take every chance you get to run around on that field.

Eventually you will have filled the void with other things. With things you love, or help you grow. And then just like that - you've forgotten what it was like to be unhappy.






I'm only two days in. Wish me luck.

Friday, February 22, 2013

What do YOU know about the Streamy's?

You got the Emmy's.
You got the Tony's.
You got the Golden Globe's.
You got the SAG Awards.
You got the the Juno's.
You got the Oscar's.
You got the Grammy's.


You got... the... Streamy's?




Yes, the Streamy Awards.

This award show is not for the professional actors, the creatively developed musicians but for people, like you and me, who have hours upon hours of time on their hands and use it to produce videos which they post on YouTube.

This is the award show for the best vloggers. "To recognize and honour excellence of online video."  There are about 35 categories each praising the work of the video writers, organizers, directors and actors. It's presented in the sparkling city of Los Angeles, California. 

First streamed in 2009 the Streamy Awards have gained popularity steadily from the world wide web, so much so that Larry King in the flesh presented the nominations for an award at the 2013 show. 

He presented alongside Jenna Marbles (w-o-w). This girl, for those who might not know her by name (where do you live...):



Just take that in for a second.

And watch this,





Now, I need to take a second to acknowledge that my girl Grace Helbig took home two awards this year, for Best Personality and Best First-Person Series. Big UPS.

For those of you who don't know her as Grace Helbig, you might know her as "dailygrace" - her vlogging username.

Or just watch her for about 3 minutes:




Well, I personally had no idea that an award show like this existed and am still trying to sift through my feelings towards them. I mean, how does one classify an experienced professional YouTuber versus a novice noob.

Is the title "actor" now redefined? Is acting in front of a computer the same as acting in front of a camera while an assistant feeds you a script?

I just don't know how the universe of YouTube has come this far... Americans now use funding (from where?) to present this show to award a bunch of people who really, really, loved their hobby.

But I suppose all genius and success stems from developing hobbies anyhow.

Guess I should keep up this blogging gig for a bit then, eh?






love.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Inside the Actors Studio: Natalie Portman


Natalie Portman is talented, eloquent, humbling, and a real joy to watch. Through this one interview you will learn much about her life that you may have never known; like the fact that her last name is in fact Hershlag...and not Portman, or that she is a Harvard grad who majored in Psychology (apologies to religious Portman fans who know her like the back of their hands). Let's take a look and some clips from Portman's portfolio of work.


"The Professional"

 


 "Garden State"



"Star Wars"





Her work chronologically!





Just because I can't get enough!












peace



What is the "Harlem Shake"?

It's everywhere. Within milliseconds the globe has been bombarded with these damn video clips. First it was Kony then it was the escapist Ikea monkey and now it's the Harlem Shake.

According to Wikipedia, my internet friend who has never led me astray, the Harlem Shake is, in fact, a meme! Except, this internet meme comes in the form of a video. The innovators of this infectious meme were five teenagers from Queensland, Australia. On YouTube they go by the name of TheSunnyCoastSkate. On February 2nd the teens uploaded their video which was soon proceeded by YouTube vlogging sensation Filthy Frank's own version.

Here, first listen to the original track.






 Now watch the video that gave the Harlem Shake trend its kickstart:

 



Now for Filthy Frank's version:

 


 And if you haven't had enough here are some U of T produced, which I think are fucking great.



St. Michael's College REPRESENT:

 




 U of T's Faculty of Music!!

 




U of T's Con Hall!!!!





I'm sure you have heard enough Harlem Shake for the rest of your life. I will never download this song onto my iPod. Never.





I'm so sorry to do this to you, but you need to see this one. It's by far the most chaotic piece of incredibility I have seen thus far. Wilfred Laurier University's Harlem Shake. Even staff got involved. Take this in:







:)