or, "HOW I LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE THE FRENCH".
I'm making an attempt at going back and abridging some of the shows that I never got to. I guess that leaves Phantom and Rent as the other two "obvious" ones... Les Mis: Abridged
"I mean, sitting side by side with another man watching Patti LuPone play Rose in GYPSY on Broadway is essentially the equivalent of having hardcore sex." -Wanna Be A Foster.
"Say 'Goody.' Say 'Bubbi.'" ... "That's it. Exactly as if it were 'Goody.' Now I know you're gonna sing 'Goody' this time, but nevertheless..."
"In theater, the process of it is the experience. Everyone goes through the process, and everyone has the experience together. It doesn't last - only in people's memories and in their hearts. That's the beauty and sadness of it. But that's life - beauty and the sadness. And that is why theater is life." - Sherie Rene Scott
I'm slowly, slowly planning on it. I'll need to be writing and using the ones that people know in order to make it marketable. That means more of doing these classic shows I saw ages ago instead of the current practice of abridging the new stuff.
What helps is that I need to get more and more of these done for the Broadway Bullet radio scripts, and they also should be a bit more wide-ranging, so it's an impetus to, say, pick up Les Mis again.
Rent's next. Helps that I'm going back to see Rapp and Pascal.
Really. Really. Super Duper. Definitely one of your best.
I can't remember all the things that made me lolz, so since I've just finished reading the end I'll say my favorite line is:
MARIUS Your father wanted me to pretend I didn't know where he was.
COSETTE But why, Papa?
JEAN VALJEAN I was tired of your sh!t.
Eagerly awaiting Rent...
"If there is going to be a restoration fee, there should also be a Renaissance fee, a Middle Ages fee and a Dark Ages fee. Someone must have men in the back room making up names, euphemisms for profit."
(Emanuel Azenberg)
JEAN VALJEAN I'm the man who looked on while my morally corrupt Foreman fired you, and then did nothing while you fell to a life as a whore, ultimately contracting the fatal, crusty disease that will cause you to die in about six, seven minutes tops.
FANTINE PRO-V Oh. (pause) Will you raise my child?
I loved this one, Gil. Among your best offerings. I wrote on my own blog 2 years ago how much I looked forward to you returning to the "classics." You didn't let me down. Good work.