Jenny Seidelman

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Saw this in my neighborhood last week. Seems totally legit, right?

Saw this in my neighborhood last week. Seems totally legit, right?

First look at Benedict Cumberbatch as Richard III in the continuation of “The Hollow Crown” series.
From my tumblr feed, you’d think I have a crush on both Mr. Cumberbatch  and Mr. Shakespeare.
You would be right.

First look at Benedict Cumberbatch as Richard III in the continuation of “The Hollow Crown” series.

From my tumblr feed, you’d think I have a crush on both Mr. Cumberbatch  and Mr. Shakespeare.

You would be right.

In case anyone was wondering, this will be my Friday night.
Thanks, PBS!

In case anyone was wondering, this will be my Friday night.

Thanks, PBS!

Just found out that a screening of Globe’s Twelfth Night with Mark Rylance and Stephen Fry is playing on September 16th NOT in the city where I live, but in a suburb 1 hour north of me. On a weekday evening. When I have no car.
I have all the sads.

Just found out that a screening of Globe’s Twelfth Night with Mark Rylance and Stephen Fry is playing on September 16th NOT in the city where I live, but in a suburb 1 hour north of me. On a weekday evening. When I have no car.

I have all the sads.

The insults are thrown at Curley’s wife: bitch, tramp, tart. The further along in the production we go, the more I realize that the audience agrees. In rooting for our heroes — the everyman protagonists who scorn and demean the only woman — the audience finds themselves unquestioningly hating her, too. But why? Of course, in playing this character, as with any other project, I care for her and have found common ground with even her specific flaws; I would expect my affection for her to be above those watching from the audience. But in dissecting this piece for five months now, I’ve found that within the writing, there is both a lack of reason to truly hate this woman, and the inevitable and undeniable urge to do so.

Leighton Meester, “I’m Not a Tart: The Feminist Subtext of Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men”

You know, I had no intention of seeing this production because I think James Franco is a personified tribal tattoo, and while Meester’s description of the audience sort of cements that I don’t want to be in that room, I’m glad to see that she Gets It. Leighton, you sound smart. Let’s find you a better show.

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Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration. The rest of us just get up and go to work.

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