Things are getting way too serious around here (IMHO, of course), so I can’t resist trying to lighten it up. Here we go.
We need:
[ul][li]A director. Horseflesh, are you around here somewhere?[/li][li]An innocent, young female romantic lead. Must be able to sing soprano while swooning. [/li][li]A callow young male lead. Should sing tenor; swooning not required.[/li][li]Oh, I don’t know, a good 7 or 8 other romantic interests, just to confuse things.[/li][li]A few comic servants who are the only ones who know what’s really going on. I’ll claim a mezzo-soprano one for myself.[/li][li]A decision: Comedy or tragedy. The difference is, in comedy everybody gets married; in tragedy, everybody dies.[/li][li]A language. Can’t have supertitles without a language.[/li][li]A plot? Nah. Not strictly necessary, but there is precedent for one so complex it requires a flowchart to follow it.[/li][li]An orchestra. Preferably one inspired by PDQ Back and/or Spike Jones. Weird Al Yankovic afficionados also welcome.[/li][/ul]
Anything I’ve missed? Ah yes,[ul][li]The wise, all knowing magician and master of secrets[/ul][/li]This of course, could only be played by the Perfect Master Himself, but I wouldn’t mind a Mod representing him.
Tenor here. I can even cover alto and soprano (falsetto) if need be. Sang “We Beseech Thee” in Godspell my senior year of HS. I can move as needed and all that junk.
While I must admite that I have never actually swooned, I could probably fake it. I’ve got the rest of the qualifications (depending on how you define innocent).
I wanna see a musical, with big spontaneous dance numbers.
(With apologies to Orson Welles) There is a man - a certain man
And for ignorance you may be sure
That he’ll do all he can!
Who is this one?
This fav’rite son?
Just by his action
Has the Marilyn vos Savant on the run?
Who loves to smoke?
Enjoys a joke?
Who wouldn’t get a bit upset
If he were really broke?
With wealth and fame
He’s still the same
I’ll bet you five you’re not alive
If you don’t know his name
What is his name?..
It’s Cecil Adams! (It’s “Mister” Adams!)
He doesn’t like that Mister
He likes good old Cecil Adams!
Oh, and a black comedy might be good. That way, everyone dies at the wedding.
Well put me where you need me, maybe behind the curtain as a stage tech. Being 6’5" I make a big member for the chorus… I sing bass but can cover Tenor if that adds to the choices.
Language: I think Esperanto would be appropriate. That way NOBODY would understand it, but it would sound familiar to just about everyone.
If the script is written so the Evil character is a seducer of women, I volunteer. Not that I have much expeience at it, I just desperately need to get laid.
Otherwise, I would be an ideal “buddy” for the hero; wisecracking, loyal, and easily forgotten.
I also suggest that it be a Rap opera. An Esperanto Rap Opera! I am working on an overture right now, but having difficulty since I don’t speak Esperanto.
Maybe this is FINALLY my turn to play an ingénue! (I always get cast with the so-called “character” roles). (Life is unfair).
I can swoon! AND I can be a prima donna. If you want me to take this lead, lno will have to be my young leading man. Otherwise, watch me stomp off the stage in a huff!
Yeah!
Elly
(All this, I learned from a co-star last year. She had to have it HER way, or the rest of us would be killed. Funny, she played the part of a young, sweet, innocent, quiet girl… Oy.)
Let’s not forget Og the Ogre, who lurks outside our village of… ???
We also need to set the story in time. I suggest sometime early in the Industrial Revolution, so we can discuss ideas of technological improvements to our village and our lives. Perhaps installing a sewer system in town could be a matter of heated debate among the villagers. This has a great advantage of aloowing us to sing “Shit!” in context frequently.
Location? Somewhere in Central Europe, which seems most fitting for the mob scenes where the villagers, armed with pitchforks and scythes, take out after the Frankenstein-like “technologist who goes to far.” Hungary? We can throw in the ancestors of the Gabor sisters – no, the actual Gabor sisters (their early years).
And of course, the most difficult part to cast will be the Village Idiot. I mean, how to choose…?
Nichol_storm noted:
I am flattered. Even though you may be 10,000 miles away and we’ll likely never meet, I thank you. If you’re in the neighborhood of WI, let’s exchange pics. Which brings to mind a whole different plot scenario, starring ME. A story of Internet love. A RW frustrated nebbish who manages to charm women over the internet, leading to all the more frustration for him. After his first computer is destroyed when he attempts to fill a socket in the motherboard with his “essence”, he joins forces with the world’s leading manufacturer of sex toys to create a whole new category of IO devices.
[quote] Originally posted by cjhoworth
[ul][li]An innocent, young female romantic lead. Must be able to sing soprano while swooning.A callow young male lead. Should sing tenor; swooning not required.[/ul][/li][/quote]
Callow, callous; I can pull 'em both off. I can sing tenor, too, when properly motivated. Swooning is optional, but if you wanna fit it in, I can do that. I’m here to work with you. This is YOUR vision.
[sub]I just know how to do your vision better than you do, is all.[/sub]
I can sing Ruddigore’s Mad Margaret’s part from the patter trio perfectly!
If I were not a little mad and generally silly
I should give you my advice upon the subject, willy nilly;
I should show you in a moment how to grapple with the question,
And you’d really be astonished at the force of my suggestion.
On the subject I shall write you a most valuable letter.
Full of excellent suggestions when I feel a little better,
But at present I’m afraid I’m as mad as any hatter,
So I’ll keep 'em to myself, for my opinion doesn’t matter!
i’ll be the criminal mastermind, the little girl you’d never suspect. the heroine’s little sister or something. i can’t sing, by the way. i can hum! or… i could play someone’s cat. i dunno…
). Have fun!
Which brings to mind a whole different plot scenario, starring ME. A story of Internet love. A RW frustrated nebbish who manages to charm women over the internet, leading to all the more frustration for him. After his first computer is destroyed when he attempts to fill a socket in the motherboard with his “essence”, he joins forces with the world’s leading manufacturer of sex toys to create a whole new category of IO devices.