Stage Beauty

This morning I watched the amazing, inspiring, glorious movie Stage Beauty starring my new love Billy Crudup. I haven't seen the whole movie, just like the last hour, but what I did see inspired me and gave me more respect and admiration for this craft and it's history. I spent the day cleaning my mind and room and reminiscing about that beautiful movie. I then went to rehearsal. I'm going to slit my wrist. After seeing the beauty of acting and the stage this morning, tonight I witnessed the corruption and death of it. I truly feel this production currently shits on Theatre. The understanding, and nuance, let alone talent, that is needed to successfully perform All My Sons is no where to be found in this production. There are talented few but they get lost in a tornado of shit that rampages on the stage! I wanted to have faith and be positive and try in these last few weeks to make this play something good, at the least, but I fear a miracle that my mortal hands, mind, and heart cannot perform is needed to save this plane full of shit from crashing down upon audiences in two weeks.