Дата: Среда, 01 Октября 2014, 01.13.00 | Сообщение # 39
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ИНТЕРВЬЮ ЮЭНА МАКГРЕГОРА О ПЬЕСЕ "ОТРАЖЕНИЕ ИЛИ ИСТИННОЕ"
Актер Юэн Макгрегор, который играет Генри в «Отражении или истинное», беседует с преподавателем драматургии Тедом Содом о своей роли в пьесе.
TС:: Давай начнем с твоей биографии - где ты родился и учился?
ЮМ: Я вырос в небольшом городе под названием Крифф в Шотландии. Я бросил школу, когда мне было 16 лет и начал работать в театре закулисным рабочим. Иногда я получал небольшие роли, если реплики были в одну строчку или нужно было временно заменить кого-нибудь из второстепенных актеров. Первый спектакль, который мне хорошо запомнился, была эпическая комедия "Правда", и оттуда я отправился в Керколди (Файф), где прошёл однолетний курс театрального искусства, который на самом деле был основательным театральным обучением - мы должны были воздвигать декорации, создавать костюмы, пиарить спектакли. У всех была возможность побывать в роли актера и в роли постановщика. Это был на самом деле хороший театральный курс для тех людей, которые были слишком молоды, чтобы попасть в театральную школу. После этого я поехал в Лондон и провел три года в Гильдхолльской школе музыки и драмы. В одном из семестров на третьем курсе меня взяли в сериал Денниса Поттера, "Помада на твоем воротничке". Я оставил колледж ради съемок в сериале.
TС: Кто из твоих учителей был наиболее авторитетными для тебя?
ЮМ: Пэтси Роденберг. Она - единственный человек, к которому я обращался в жизни. Я прибегал к её помощи ради нескольких ролей в кино. Первый раз, когда мне нужно было что-то сделать со своим голосом, и во второй раз, когда играл в спектакле.
TС: Я полагаю, что один из твоих дядей тоже в этом бизнесе?
ЮМ: Да. И он единственный, кроме меня, выходец из Крифф, насколько я знаю. Мой дядя Дэнис Лоусон. Он - брат моей матери и мой вдохновитель с тех пор, как я решил стать актером и оставался моим вдохновителем на протяжении всей моей жизни.Читать далее =>
Дата: Среда, 01 Октября 2014, 07.54.42 | Сообщение # 40
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Отличная статья, особенно понравилось о роли, очень интересно рассказал о своей подготовке о персонажах об их отношениях Жаль что мы не сможем этого увидеть
Дата: Воскресенье, 05 Октября 2014, 09.16.42 | Сообщение # 52
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Hello. Hi. I went to see The Real Thing tonight in previews at the Roundabout and ho boy that was a near perfect production of a play that I have complicated feelings about by a playwright that I care too much about (LOVE ME, TOM STOPPARD). Revival foursome: Cynthia Nixon, Josh Hamilton, Maggie Gyllenhaal, and this handsome chap up here who was in Moulin Rouge! and the Star Wars movies.
So and like, seeing as Maddi (belinsky) made me watch the prequel trilogy for Ewan McGregor’s beard this summer and I angrily went through a whole entire lemon drop martini mix in one movie because I was so mad about it, mad in an aroused kind of way, it was a TIMELY THING, this casting. To no one’s surprise he was HELLISHLY GOOD ONSTAGE, INTENSELY RIDICULOUSLY CHARISMATIC, HE IS A RIDICULOUSLY CHARISMATIC PERSON and I decided what the heck let’s get a signed programme for Our Girl and also flash our smile his way (this royal we being, reminder, a fucking egotist extraordinaire).
So: look at that guy, smiling like Dante about to cling to Vergil as they jump off a cliff i.e. “panicking in hell.” Rightly. What I learned tonight? Two things are terrible in this world in ways I had not previously understood: the stage door, and ME. Tonight I learned that the stage door IS IN FACT A LEVEL OF HELL, if not quite Lucifer’s mouth then definitely Malebolge status, and that literally then I am willing to follow Ewan McGregor into hell. And that I will survive it, for I myself am a demon of compound fraud. I have never stage-doored in my life. Not for a Broadway show. I have almost knocked over actors I’ve loved irl but those are different stories. The closest thing I ever got to fucking around with New York theater on this level was when I got Oscar Isaac right before he was big, and we were in a fucking theater basement level and nobody was around (this was Zoë Kazan’s bullshit play in which he was playing somebody’s boyfriend) and told him to sign a playbill “for a Plantagenet scholar who really dug your King John.”
That’s not stage door.
Stage door is on the list of WORST THING HUMAN BEINGS CAN DO TO OTHER HUMAN BEINGS, probably. And stage door for a show where all the actors are well known and respectable but one is monumentally the most famous? Yeah, that’s SPECIFIC ACTOR HELL.
It is cold. It has only got cold over the course of the play. I am unbecoated. I am wearing a crop top. It is October and I am an idiot. The guy next to me is explaining Star Wars to his friends, who clearly saw it once on in the background (ja super feel for them). “You should yell ANAKIN!” “That’s not who he plays.” “He’s the one who gets cut in half?” “No, he’s the one who shoves Vader into the fire. Before he becomes Vader. That’s Anakin.” “He played a bad guy?” “No! Vader is bad! Anakin was bad! Obi Wan was good! He played Obi Wan!” “Does he die?” “Yes? No? Yes. Not when it’s Ewan McGregor though.”
1. Maggie Gyllenhaal is the first to come out. Scattered cheers rise. Maggie Gyllenhaal was so great in this play, guys. She’s the only American actor who had her Brit accent on lock in previews. Nobody is there for her. She makes the circuit, smiling. I tell her how much I liked that time when she was in Three Sisters, leaving out “it was that time I learned to forgive Peter Sarsgaard.” She says, laughing: “Come back when this isn’t in previews, maybe it’ll overtake it.” “It’s competitive!” It’s not. I loved her so much in Secretary I just want her to know that I appreciate her right. I want her to go with that.
2. Josh Hamilton comes out. Nobody knows who he is. When you google Josh Hamilton and don’t put in “actor” you get a baseball player. He knows nobody knows who he is. He tries to beat it through the center. No! The woman in front of me calls, “HEY JOSH!” He wanders over to us. (“For a Coast of Utopia fan” I tell him when I give him mine, smiling real big.) The woman tells him she loves him, that she’s seen everything he’s been in. In that moment I love her a little bit. She gets a picture with him. “You’re so handsome!” she says. He starts looking trapped. “You’re so handsome!" she calls after his retreating back. Okay, the love was just a momentary thing. (At least she was honest, man.)
3. Cynthia Nixon comes out. Glorious, respectable Cynthia Nixon who looks like my aunt and is wearing a turtleneck. Cynthia Nixon is just an Oscar short of the EGOT. Cynthia Nixon has been acting on Broadway since she was seventeen, starting in this same fucking play. Cynthia Nixon is in her house. But all these other weirdos are in her house and they are not there to see her. Cynthia Nixon comes out with her teeth grit. I am almost afraid to give Cynthia Nixon my playbill: looking at her makes me want to travel back in time to see her in W;t just so I feel a little less guilty now. I thank her. On her way out someone shouts “Hey, Miranda!” Nobody dies.
4. The security guards dip in and out and in and out and in and out of the building until aaaaaat laaaaaaaaast the audience gets their Man Of The Hour. Which does not change the fact that stage door audience is weird and awful and quiet and even this guy is met with the Raggediest Ann of cheering sections. But he’s making the rounds, is Ewan! Smiling his gleaming teeth off. The crowd is less awkward. A guy is there all the way from Scotland; there is a rallying cry when he announces himself. A girl asks probing questions about a line change. He is coming closer. The need in my soul to be noticed is draconian, by which I mean, I’m going with the “I was possessed by the dragon that makes up my Worst Self to get myself out of what comes next?”
What am I gonna say? Because “quiet smile” and “sensible thank you” have been thrown right out. I am wearing Russian Red lipstick. I am not decorous or sensible. I have walked into hell and become one of its demons and something horrible is going to happen.
Nice beard in Star Wars why’d you shave? Something something Down with Love something
He gets to me, and I’d be like “hello to Scotland” but someone, an actual Scot already did that. What comes out of my mouth is, instead, without my managing my words and in as low and dameishly knowing a voice I can manage over the Mild Roar,
YOU WERE THE BEST IAGO I’VE EVER SEEN
—referring to a thing he did at the Donmar in the greatest cast of all time sure yeah reasonable ONLY ONE PROBLEM—
I DID NOT SEE THAT PRODUCTION
I AM LYING LIKE A BITCH
Friends did, the bootlegged audio exists, yes, and I could tell you I wanted to give him Cynthia Nixon justice, to do the opposite of the hey-Miranda, but that’s giving me too much credit. In that moment, I lost nine-tenths of my rhetorical credibility IN LIFE: I only wanted Ewan fucking McGregor to know that I was Not Like The Others. LOOK AT ME, the dragon is shouting, LOOK AT MEEEE. EVERYONE IS TERRIBLE. EVERYONE IS TERRIBLE. I AM TERRIBLE BUT BEAUTIFUL, I AM INCANDESCENT IN MY SNOBBERY, PARTICULAR IN MY PRAISE, THEATRICAL IN MY LIPSTICK, I WILL BE BEHOLDEN, MAN FOR WHOM I SUFFERED STAR WARS MOVIES I NEVER WATCHED AS A CHILD. I WILL NOT BE DENIED!
For this, he does. He does! Time does not stop. Playbills are shoving. Dragon magic is limited. I get a bemused glance. (Eyes pale blue; glinting within them: the reflection of a thousand cell phones, or in any case a nearby twenty.) And a slanting go-figure smile. (Light bouncing off stubble. Regrow your Obi-Wan beard, Ewan, keep it always.) IT’S TRUE, I think. YOU WERE THE BEST IAGO I’VE EVER SEEN: ALL THE IAGOS I’VE EVER SEEN HAVE BEEN TERRIBLE. (He is so hot. He is wretchedly hot. He did the curtain speech with accent unguarded and I nearly pulled out hair. I want this not to be worth it and it is not not worth it.) “Really?”
Ha! The dragon gets its due! Its pitiful pitiful due!
And then a girl behind me, who has said to me earlier “I’mma reach over your head, you understand,” says “Can I get a picture with you special? It’s my birthday,” and when he says yes dives forward and knocks me bodily into the partition.
Probably I deserve it.
As it happens, I can hear myself mildly saying “Oh lord,” while she is on top of me, in a very polite voice so that everyone around me knows that I am Still The Best Fan, The Most Decorous Fan, The Most Gracious Even When Literally Being Sat Upon. Scratch before: definitely. I definitely deserve it.
After with that, the crowd began to dissipate, and once I could get up I bolted. Right into the stage door crowd for ROCK OF LOVE.
Дата: Воскресенье, 05 Октября 2014, 10.56.42 | Сообщение # 53
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Интересно какие отзывы...
да, мне бы тоже хотелось узнать отзыв о пьесе потому что в этом чудовищно написанном тексте нет практически ничего о ней. О Юэне тоже не очень много. Автор текста смотрел летом Звездные войны с каким то парнем, заставившим его. После чего сделал вывод что Юэн чертовски харизматичный. И еще я узнала о Юэне из текста , что он ослепительно улыбался выйдя к зрителям через заднюю дверь. Остальное чисто рассказ о самом авторе текста, его приключениях на задворках театра и о том, что он чувствовал толкаясь в толпе и пытаясь сказать Юэну , что он был лучшим Яго , которого он видел. Кому интересны подробности можно вставить в переводчик
Дата: Воскресенье, 05 Октября 2014, 11.29.57 | Сообщение # 54
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О Юэне тоже не очень много. Автор текста смотрел летом Звездные войны с каким то парнем, заставившим его. После чего сделал вывод что Юэн чертовски харизматичный. И еще я узнала о Юэне из текста , что он ослепительно улыбался выйдя к зрителям через заднюю дверь. Остальное чисто рассказ о самом авторе текста, его приключениях на задворках театра и о том, что он чувствовал толкаясь в толпе и пытаясь сказать Юэну , что он был лучшим Яго , которого он видел.
Ну ничего, нас не обманешь, мы всё видим 
Одного не понимаю, зачем перевернули 
Юэн классно выглядит!
Актер Юэн Макгрегор, который играет Генри в «Отражении или истинное», беседует с преподавателем драматургии Тедом Содом о своей роли в пьесе. 
