We are much better looking, and a lot less awkward in real life than in this picture, lol. (Btw, George made the rose window on the set behind us. It, too, was better looking in real life.) Marianna didn't have any lines since she was late auditioning. She played a maid who eavesdrops while sweeping. Nevertheless, she lit up the stage with her beauty. It's true; she's a lovely girl.
Two more beauties I met are the ebullient "Miss" Ellen and her illustrious mother, "Miss" Laura. Miss Ellen is the brilliant director of the Newberry Community Players, and even though her mother was her assistant, everyone knows Miss Laura is the grande dame of the whole affair. They helped me so much by encouraging me to understand my character, and pushing me to express the explosive anger they wanted for Don John. I'd never done anything like this before, and "villainous bastard" was certainly new to me, lol. But they never gave up on me, and in the end I think I made them proud.
Likewise Nicole, the assistant director, was also invaluable. She took me aside, away from everybody, and pounded away to get me to properly gesticulate and deliver my lines. I feel like I've learned so much.
So it's been a busy couple of months for the Allens. I had frequent rehearsals, George and Richard helped build the set and were all-round general maintenance. Mom and Sarah Grace helped make costumes, and were available at each rehearsal to do whatever needed to be done. During the performances George was in charge of the music, and Richard was busy running errands and giving cues. Mom and Sarah were backstage armed with safety pins and glue guns, and while we were on stage, they were in the wings with the script to assist the performers. Thanks y'all for everything!
Here's the link to the last show of the play, and Sarah put minute marks at each of my scenes. Unfortunately this is my least favorite performance, as I felt like I rushed through my lines. The friar, Mr. Rendleman, filmed it as well and said he'd get us a copy.
I think sometimes things happen in your life that are a much bigger deal to you than to anyone else involved. Maybe that's the case with this play. I was in the right place, at the right time, with the right people, and I know I'm better for it. Maybe somebody should remind Miss Ellen's laid back husband, Dr. Hunt, that there may just be God's providence behind all that take-out!