Three days until opening and we are still tweaking the show. All of it worth it, of course, but my body and mind are starting to feel the strain. I feel like that guy in The Wages of Fear driving a truckload of nitroglycerine across a lunar landscape... "No... Sleep... 'Til Harfleur!"
Some observations:
- Everyday I key into something different. Last night I was struck by Patrick McHugh's pitch-perfect Poins, and the strength with which Dee Dee Battest (Montjoy) will plant herself and serve up text.
- There's Jennifer Tipton up on the scafolding... she's still checking light levels.
- Did I just hear a dog barking on stage?
- What? The rain on stage is fueled by the mens dressing room shower? and here I thought they had a deferred maintenance issue.
- When did Billy Corgan join the cast? Oh wait, that's Ray Dooley.
- Wow, Westmorland has a really big sword.
- Why wasn't Tug dressed in battle armor for Shrewsbury?
