I can cope with the giant floating heads and the expectant crowds, but really this is a bit on the nose. If you want to resort to levitating cannon-fire to drive the heads away, that's fine, but please don't do it during the Riddled production of Hamlet, right in the middle of the grave-digger scene. It has divided the attention of the audience. The disruption was all too much for Another Kiwi who had been rehearsing enthusiastically for the role of 2nd Drunken Gravedigger and as you see he has collapsed. FROM THE SHOCK.
Perhaps the saddest aspect of the whole dismal episode is the critics' enthusiastic response to our "ground-breaking innovative direction" and the rave reviews in the paper the next day.
Friday, November 26, 2010
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Looks more like a storyboard from I Sell The Dead.
that crowd is one pitchfork away from a mob
I'm pretty sure those are some kind of heavily reinforced pre-vatican condoms and not actually cannons at all.
And why the wind keeps blowing on them is unclear. Wouldn't that dry out the lubricant?
Early windsocks. Not entirely clear on the concept at that point.
Critics. Always getting it wrong.
For example, I (naturally, Americo-chauvinist that I am) assumed that the Macy's Consumption Parade & its giant floating heads would be under discussion. But no.
"ground-breaking innovative direction"
Truth be told I had never noticed "behind you" before and now I understand that the debt collectors find me by simply following the trail of empties.
Looks to me like A.K. is into his cups.
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By any chance is "The Shock" a brand-name for a caffeinated HFCS flavored malt-liquor?
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