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Moon for the Misbegotten..
Jan. 6th, 2006 01:47 amSaw Eugene O'Neill's A Moon For The Misbegotten tonight at Hartford Stage with my mom, and really enjoyed the performance. The same actors who played the leads in Cat On A Hot Tin Roof from last season were the leads in this, and the essential chemistry between them worked really well again.. there are definitely some similar threads running through both stories, men lost to alcoholism and the women they both run from and lean on. We went over to City Steam for some appetizers and dessert afterwards, got there just in time, and I'll recommend their fried cheesecake to any of the CT locals. Mmmm.. fried desserty goodness. With raspberry sauce.
I did a little bit of writing as we sat finishing our meal, and I nursed my shiraz for a good 10 minutes and digested a bit more of what I'd just seen. I'm often so pleasantly overwhelmed by whatever emotion the performance touches in me that I hate leaving the theatre in the mad rush of all the other people. I don't want to be immediately distracted from my impressions of the play, and I've done some of my best recent poetry after shows, so I think I should bring my sketchbook or journal with me for the next show and sit down to write for a while afterwards.
Set design was absolutely beautiful, very naturalistic, and the lighting design complemented the set choices so well. There was a lovely simulated nightfall and moonrise in the first act, moving into a gradual sunrise in the second, and all really smoothly done. Makes me smile and think how happy we were at my high school during senior year to finally have acess to an ETC computer-controlled lighting board instead of the ancient X-Y fader board we'd been stuck with for ages. You just can't easily do some of the long, slow fades as smoothly by hand, though I still prefer hand-fading for simple shows, especially with the dance recitals I do every spring.
On our way back to the car, we passed by the former G. Fox building, and instead of plastering myself to the front windows and whimpering as usual, this time there's a new evening lounge/club thingy in one of the retail areas in the front part of the building, and we got to go in and wander around the first floor a bit. It was the first time I've been back in there since before the closure of the Xmas show back in 1998. I could still smell the faint aroma of years and years of accumulated fog juice when we were under the mezzanine in the back part of the first floor. I will give some credit to the designers of the renovation work, they did keep a few of the original deco elements from the store days while redoing the majority of the retail area with a more modern take on the deco style, and the overall look is quite stunning. There were also a lot of pictures and antique items from G. Fox in a few of the display cases, which warmed my heart. I took so many pictures in that building, wandering all over the abandoned departments and offices during the time I worked there both for Haunted Happenings and the Poe events, and I fell in love with the place then, and never lost my affection for it. I'm glad to see the heritage of the space respected in the displays they've created, even though I still miss my beloved Haunted Happenings.
Started watching Anne Of Green Gables with my mom after we got home, inbetween loads. It's been too long since the last time we sat down and watched through this marathon of the bookworm redhead's escapades, and I wish there were more time to finish it. As it is, mom's asleep now, and I'm in the livingroom folding laundry, as the basement smells icky from the flooding. There was a bit more damage than they let on, and most awfully, some of the artwork that was stored near the pool table has been water damaged. Some pieces moreso than others, but the ones that were worst damaged were some really cool pieces, and it sucks. They're probably going to have Servpro come in and clean up some more, since mom can't even go down there right now, asthma and all, and we don't want mold. Mold is bad.
It's late, and I'm starting to fade.. just as soon as this last load of laundry goes into the dryer, I'm off to bed, as I need to be up and out of here early tomorrow if I'm going to make a successful journey to the DMV to obtain a copy of my driving records. Eecch.
Work in VT, and then I'm off to Cambridge to crash, then wander around the woods on Saturday.
Later.
-Me.
I did a little bit of writing as we sat finishing our meal, and I nursed my shiraz for a good 10 minutes and digested a bit more of what I'd just seen. I'm often so pleasantly overwhelmed by whatever emotion the performance touches in me that I hate leaving the theatre in the mad rush of all the other people. I don't want to be immediately distracted from my impressions of the play, and I've done some of my best recent poetry after shows, so I think I should bring my sketchbook or journal with me for the next show and sit down to write for a while afterwards.
Set design was absolutely beautiful, very naturalistic, and the lighting design complemented the set choices so well. There was a lovely simulated nightfall and moonrise in the first act, moving into a gradual sunrise in the second, and all really smoothly done. Makes me smile and think how happy we were at my high school during senior year to finally have acess to an ETC computer-controlled lighting board instead of the ancient X-Y fader board we'd been stuck with for ages. You just can't easily do some of the long, slow fades as smoothly by hand, though I still prefer hand-fading for simple shows, especially with the dance recitals I do every spring.
On our way back to the car, we passed by the former G. Fox building, and instead of plastering myself to the front windows and whimpering as usual, this time there's a new evening lounge/club thingy in one of the retail areas in the front part of the building, and we got to go in and wander around the first floor a bit. It was the first time I've been back in there since before the closure of the Xmas show back in 1998. I could still smell the faint aroma of years and years of accumulated fog juice when we were under the mezzanine in the back part of the first floor. I will give some credit to the designers of the renovation work, they did keep a few of the original deco elements from the store days while redoing the majority of the retail area with a more modern take on the deco style, and the overall look is quite stunning. There were also a lot of pictures and antique items from G. Fox in a few of the display cases, which warmed my heart. I took so many pictures in that building, wandering all over the abandoned departments and offices during the time I worked there both for Haunted Happenings and the Poe events, and I fell in love with the place then, and never lost my affection for it. I'm glad to see the heritage of the space respected in the displays they've created, even though I still miss my beloved Haunted Happenings.
Started watching Anne Of Green Gables with my mom after we got home, inbetween loads. It's been too long since the last time we sat down and watched through this marathon of the bookworm redhead's escapades, and I wish there were more time to finish it. As it is, mom's asleep now, and I'm in the livingroom folding laundry, as the basement smells icky from the flooding. There was a bit more damage than they let on, and most awfully, some of the artwork that was stored near the pool table has been water damaged. Some pieces moreso than others, but the ones that were worst damaged were some really cool pieces, and it sucks. They're probably going to have Servpro come in and clean up some more, since mom can't even go down there right now, asthma and all, and we don't want mold. Mold is bad.
It's late, and I'm starting to fade.. just as soon as this last load of laundry goes into the dryer, I'm off to bed, as I need to be up and out of here early tomorrow if I'm going to make a successful journey to the DMV to obtain a copy of my driving records. Eecch.
Work in VT, and then I'm off to Cambridge to crash, then wander around the woods on Saturday.
Later.
-Me.
