We have one more weekend to run for H5.
I have felt... less connected to the material and the process than I usually do.
Perhaps it's because I have three smallish roles, two of them no more than one scene apiece. Bardolph has a genuine through-line, and consumes my attention during our Act 1, but I've never felt dialed in to what's going on with him. Is it because I've never met a fifteenth-century brawler and robber of churches, let alone aspired to be one? Probably not: I think that my attention has been elsewhere than on this show, that I've phoned it in somewhat.
I prefer doing ensemble shows like this, and like The Laramie Project. I'd rather this than something like Beverly Carlton in The Man Who Came to Dinner, who waltzes in for a set piece in Act 2, and then the actor does crossword puzzles for an hour until curtain call.
I do really enjoy doing the nameless French soldier in Shakespeare's IV.iv: it's my own little Beverly cameo, and it's likely the only time that I'll ever get to ad lib in French.
Theater is powered by collaboration and interpersonal chemistry. It's one of the very few crafts that you need other people so that you can practice it. For some shows I've felt really connected to cast and creative team, and other times not. My Henry experience is somewhere in the middle.
Ordinarily, I get along famously with my costumer. This show is an exception.
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