Dear Christmas,
Look.It's great that you're coming to stay, it really is. We always have a great time.
It's just... do you think you could come in January some time?
I am reheeeally snowed under right now. Lemme know.
Love,
L
Dear Christmas,
Look.It's great that you're coming to stay, it really is. We always have a great time.
It's just... do you think you could come in January some time?
I am reheeeally snowed under right now. Lemme know.
Love,
L
I haven't written here for a while. A few things have been going on, some great, some terrible, some merely mundane. Life, in other words.
The exciting news, from a Standing There perspective, is that Stew and I are going to fly up meet Rita in Sydney in January, which we've benn planning for a while but now we've found flights that work. Huzzah! I am currently trying to fit the following into what I imagine "flying up for a business meeting" should be like:
- Obviously will need to wear a high-powered suit, preferably with pinstripes
- Should get one of those entire-bathroom-in-a-toiletries-bag concertina things that go flip flop flop flop and suddenly you're standing in the ladies' bathroom at the airport with mirrors and makeup and hair brushes and a massage table and stuff.
- Should probably purchase spectacles in order to peer over them.
- Should practice drinking those cofffees in the tiny cups. What are they called again?
Obviously, given most of the meetings will be between myself, Rita and Stewart, this will not be fooling anybody. Still. Worth a try.
I know I've said it here before but Black Lung really know how to take all that is average in theatre, set fire to it and take a dump in its handbag.
I saw Avast and Avast II: The Welshman Cometh on Friday. They were scary, funny, touching, beautifully acted, and the set made me forget where I was but without rotating painfully in four separate subsections. They were amazing. And Avast wasn't even as good as I remember it being the first time (reviewed, if you can call it that, somewhere in these pages).
I read a bad review of these shows in the newspaper. The review said something about how the shows were both monstrously immature and in fact were really just boys with smelly bedrooms doing Dada mixed with Beckett mixed with Monty Python. Of course, there are elements of truth to this criticism, because it's the sort of criticism that can be levelled at any production involving the sentence That's so gay - that's gayer than the time you said, "Dad, I'm gay", and I have to say, if you can't take Avast and Avast II The Welshman Cometh on their own terms, you've obviously started to enjoy David Williamson plays at the MTC and you should send the younger reviewers (say, the forty-year-olds) along to review the real stuff. Brilliant, bracing and gutsy theatre. I wish they had something on every week so I could send everyone along.
Contrary to some of my less enthusiastic posts, below, may I now join myself in a chorus of joyful thanks in celebration of the wonderful nerdy powers that be: Ladies and Gentlemen... Nick and Stew!
*the crowd goes wild!*
Anyway look I'm excited.
Here's the deal: our website is now less likely to explode and die as a result of spam overloading in the comments section. This means people such as your good self can now, once again, post comments. We apologise for the rather one-sided conversation that has been droning on from these pages over the past few weeks. To be honest, I couldn't really do it without you.
Now, when you post comments, you need to prove you're not a robot. It's easy. You just have to believe.
Also, guess what? You know how I said ladies and gentleman Nick and Stew hurrah for them fixing the website and you all went mad with the screaming and the celebrating? Well guess which Nick I'm talking about? That's right! The Nick who helped us shoot our film a billion years ago and who helped us make our website half a billion years ago and who has, in the meantime, been sailing from Europe to America on a boat having previously know nothing about sailing, or boats, or how to speak in an international Kylie Minogue style accent. Now, however, he is devastatingly good at all of these things... and he's in Australia! It is very exciting to see him in real life, and although you still possibly have no idea who he is: this is what I mean when I say heart warming things like "this company is more than just the three of us" and so forth.
Okay so stay with me. So you know that exact same film of ours that Nick worked on that I mentioned like thirty seconds ago? STAY WITH ME. You know that film? Okay so you know the 1st AD on that film? Okay so maybe you don't. You know in that film how there was a guy who made paper aeroplanes? Okay so maybe you don't know that either, but anyway trust me THAT guy, well he's also very talented. His name is Robin, and he plays in a band called the Little Stevies. He also makes brilliant films, one of which was shot by our very own Stewart Thorn and was in the recent Human Rights Arts & Film Festival in Melbourne.
Anyway okay so you know Stew and Robin?
They made this.