The story?
'Cape Feare' aka season 5 episode 2 (according to Google) of The Simpsons.
It was three hours of the same Simpsons story over and over again.
I don't think I've ever seen the episode but I'm still pretty sure I could tell you exactly what happens.
It was one of the strangest, and frankly until the third act one of the most boring, shows I have ever seen. It deals with the dangers of obsession and religion and the evolution of mythology, but plays them out in a way that makes you want to rip your hair out.
Except the third act. The third act is incredible. If this play ever makes it to where ever you live, I'd say skip the first two hours and just show up for the third act. You won't be able to make heads or tails of it, but you wouldn't be able to do that even if you had seen the first two acts and at least this act is pretty and amusing. (and, spoiler alert, Sideshow Bob and Mr. Burns evolve into being the same person and it's fucking glorious. The character is somewhere between Hannibal Lecter, Jack Sparrow, and Captain Hook but with the looks of Riff Raff. Beautiful).
Seriously, he's fantastic (though in the show he is wearing full face paint that makes him look like a fucked up skull and he has leather fingerless gloves that say "Love" and "Hate", all of which just serve to make him even more awesome)
I have to say though, the price was right for it.
One thing I will miss about this country if I have to move (PLEASE GOD LET ME FIND A JOB HERE ASAP) is the cheap and accessible theatre.
For instance, last Saturday I went to see Shakespeare in Love on the West End. I was invited to go through my school and served as a seat filler so not only were the seats incredibly cheap, they were also orchestra seats in the center of the 7th row. And for the record, since a Broadway transfer seems fairly likely for the show, Shakespeare in Love is FANTASTIC. Like, I do not have enough good words for that show. Spectacular. It's funny and poignant and exciting and beautiful.
Amazingly beautiful.
I admit, part of my passion for the play stems from the facts that I love Shakespeare, I love the film (go see it now if you haven't before. It's okay, I cant wait), and I LOVE Christopher Marlowe (whose part is beautifully expanded in this production).
I didn't do much of anything on the 4th. Some of my friends from home (well, Gustavus a least), Paula and Nathan, came to visit me for a few days and they left the morning of the 4th. We had gone out the two previous nights so a lazy day was precisely what I needed. A few days later I met up with some American friends from my course and we went to a big picnic sponsored by the British branch of the US Democratic party, which was lovely. I had pulled pork and an Arnold Palmer, so that was a nice taste of home (though pulled pork made by British people will just NEVER compete with KC pulled pork. Ever.)
I'm really not sure how I want to structure the rest of this entry, so here are some photos of the things I've been up to:
I saw the Tour de France (don't ask me why the Tour was in England, I don't get it either. But it was cool to see nonetheless!)
I went to Abbey Road Studios.
I crossed Abbey Road (though I'm in step with the guy in front of me, which kind of makes me feel like I've let Paul McCartney down...)
I marched in the London Pride Parade
I met Ian McKellen (he was marching a few groups behind us at Pride)
And I saw this really spectacular show by one of my favourite playwrights, Tim Crouch, called 'Adler and Gibb'. It was just astounding frankly. It was so emotionally and at time physically violent but it was also so beautifully pieced together and wonderfully acted. I was lucky enough to go on the first night of previews and got to have a conversation with Tim, who was absolutely lovely. I got to speak to him him a few weeks later when he came to my school for a talk as well and that was just incredible as well. He is truly the sort of theatre maker that I aspire to be.
Tomorrow I am going to a reading of a play by a lovely playwright named May Sumbwanyambe, who is currently the resident playwright for the Papatango Theatre company (an important, and wildly talented company based in London)so that should be wonderful as well.
Anyway, now I'm just trying to sort out how I can go about staying in London. I love the US, but I have never been happier than when I live in the UK. It's so beautiful here, the history is incredible, the people are spectacular, the healthcare is free--it's just a great place. My best bet right now is either get married (which is more or less off the table unless fate steps in like yesterday) or to get a job. So trust me when I say that I am willing to take any job as long as it's full time, they can pay me at least 20,000 GBP a year and they're willing to sponsor me for a work visa (and I can help them figure out how to do it if they don't know how--I have those resources at my disposal). So if ANY of you know of someone who would be willing to hire me, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know and help me get in contact with them.
Seriously. At this point I'm getting quite desperate.
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