I finally got around to watching this movie tonight with the kids. Wow. By the end I was sobbing and gasping, Kate was quiet, but tears were streaming and Tim was looking at us both like we were loons.
I just can't get over what a versatile actor Johnny Depp is! I mean- Blow, Pirates, Neverland, Chocolat, Scissorhands... What a great talent! I'd love to be able to meet him. Just to hang out. Maybe do a scene (I'm a frustrated actress at heart). Wouldn't that be fabulous??
You forgot Cry-Baby.
Quote from: ReBurn on October 25, 2005, 10:44:54 PM
You forgot Cry-Baby.
I'm not sure I"ve ever seen that one.
I tried to watch Finding Neverland, but failed. Maybe I'll try again.
Good movie to cuddle up under a blanket and watch when the weather is yucky.
No guns, no car chases, no sex, drugs or rock & roll... But still good! *lol*
Grumpus is the reason I failed watching it. His commentary got to be too much.
ahh... yeah- Ursus probably would do that too. Hence watching it while he was at work. *grin*
God, I was bawling at the end of this.
Quote from: Alice on October 26, 2005, 08:53:26 AM
God, I was bawling at the end of this.
Yup yup. From "If you believe in fairies, clap your hands" on I was DONE. And I LOATHE Peter Pan. *lol*
when i worked as an actor, this was always my favorite audition monologue:
'Dentity Crisis
written by Christopher Durang
( Jane tells her psychiatrist a story from her childhood.)
Jane: When I was eight years old, someone brought me to this... theatre. Full of lots of other children. We were supposed to be watching a production of "Peter Pan." And I remember that something seemed terribly wrong with the whole production. Odd things kept happening. For instance, when the children would fly, the ropes they were on would just keep breaking ... and the actors would come thumping to the ground and they had to be carried off by stagehands. And there seemed to be an unlimited supply of understudies, to take their places, and then they'd just fall to the ground. And then the crocodile that chases Captain Hook, it seemed to be a real crocodile, it wasn't an actor. And at one point it fell off the stage and crushed a couple of kids in the front row. And then some of the understudies came and took their places in the audience. And from scene to scene, Wendy just seemed to get fatter and fatter until finally by the end of act one she was completely immobile and they had to move her around the stage with a cart.
You remember how in the second act Tinkerbell drinks some poison that peter is about to drink in order to save him? And then Peter turns to the audience and he says that "Tinkerbell is going to die because not enough people believe in fairies. But if all of you clap your hands real hard to show that you do believe in fairies, maybe she won't die." So, we all started to clap. I clapped so long and so hard that my palms hurt and they even started to bleed I clapped so hard. Then suddenly the actress playing peter pan turned to the audience and she said, "That wasn't enough. You did not clap hard enough. Tinkerbell is dead."
And then we all started to cry. The actress stomped off stage and refused to continue with the production. They finally had to lower the curtain. The ushers had to come help us out of the aisles and into the street. I don't think that any of us were ever the same after that experience. It certainly turned me against theatre. And even more damagingly, I think it's warped my total sense of life. I mean nothing seems worth trying if Tinkerbell is just going to die.
Quote from: nishi on October 26, 2005, 08:58:47 AM
when i worked as an actor, this was always my favorite audition monologue:
'Dentity Crisis
written by Christopher Durang
( Jane tells her psychiatrist a story from her childhood.)
Jane: When I was eight years old, someone brought me to this... theatre. Full of lots of other children. We were supposed to be watching a production of "Peter Pan." And I remember that something seemed terribly wrong with the whole production. Odd things kept happening. For instance, when the children would fly, the ropes they were on would just keep breaking ... and the actors would come thumping to the ground and they had to be carried off by stagehands. And there seemed to be an unlimited supply of understudies, to take their places, and then they'd just fall to the ground. And then the crocodile that chases Captain Hook, it seemed to be a real crocodile, it wasn't an actor. And at one point it fell off the stage and crushed a couple of kids in the front row. And then some of the understudies came and took their places in the audience. And from scene to scene, Wendy just seemed to get fatter and fatter until finally by the end of act one she was completely immobile and they had to move her around the stage with a cart.
You remember how in the second act Tinkerbell drinks some poison that peter is about to drink in order to save him? And then Peter turns to the audience and he says that "Tinkerbell is going to die because not enough people believe in fairies. But if all of you clap your hands real hard to show that you do believe in fairies, maybe she won't die." So, we all started to clap. I clapped so long and so hard that my palms hurt and they even started to bleed I clapped so hard. Then suddenly the actress playing peter pan turned to the audience and she said, "That wasn't enough. You did not clap hard enough. Tinkerbell is dead."
And then we all started to cry. The actress stomped off stage and refused to continue with the production. They finally had to lower the curtain. The ushers had to come help us out of the aisles and into the street. I don't think that any of us were ever the same after that experience. It certainly turned me against theatre. And even more damagingly, I think it's warped my total sense of life. I mean nothing seems worth trying if Tinkerbell is just going to die.
Oooh it's "clap hard enough" not "fap hard enough!" That explains why I'm always getting thrown out of showings of Peter Pan. I've yet to see how that thing ends.
Quote from: Bishamonten on October 26, 2005, 09:09:45 AMOooh it's "clap hard enough" not "fap hard enough!" That explains why I'm always getting thrown out of showings of Peter Pan. I've yet to see how that thing ends.
yeeahh... Peter Pan is not kiddie porn. They really mean someone named "Peter" not something else...
Quote from: nishi on October 26, 2005, 08:58:47 AM
when i worked as an actor, this was always my favorite audition monologue:
'Dentity Crisis
written by Christopher Durang
( Jane tells her psychiatrist a story from her childhood.)
Jane: When I was eight years old, someone brought me to this... theatre. Full of lots of other children. We were supposed to be watching a production of "Peter Pan." And I remember that something seemed terribly wrong with the whole production. Odd things kept happening. For instance, when the children would fly, the ropes they were on would just keep breaking ... and the actors would come thumping to the ground and they had to be carried off by stagehands. And there seemed to be an unlimited supply of understudies, to take their places, and then they'd just fall to the ground. And then the crocodile that chases Captain Hook, it seemed to be a real crocodile, it wasn't an actor. And at one point it fell off the stage and crushed a couple of kids in the front row. And then some of the understudies came and took their places in the audience. And from scene to scene, Wendy just seemed to get fatter and fatter until finally by the end of act one she was completely immobile and they had to move her around the stage with a cart.
You remember how in the second act Tinkerbell drinks some poison that peter is about to drink in order to save him? And then Peter turns to the audience and he says that "Tinkerbell is going to die because not enough people believe in fairies. But if all of you clap your hands real hard to show that you do believe in fairies, maybe she won't die." So, we all started to clap. I clapped so long and so hard that my palms hurt and they even started to bleed I clapped so hard. Then suddenly the actress playing peter pan turned to the audience and she said, "That wasn't enough. You did not clap hard enough. Tinkerbell is dead."
And then we all started to cry. The actress stomped off stage and refused to continue with the production. They finally had to lower the curtain. The ushers had to come help us out of the aisles and into the street. I don't think that any of us were ever the same after that experience. It certainly turned me against theatre. And even more damagingly, I think it's warped my total sense of life. I mean nothing seems worth trying if Tinkerbell is just going to die.
Hah!!
I liked Finding Neverland. I took Timothy to the Cincinnati School of Performing Arts to see Peter Pan. Those kdis were amazing. He loved it.
This American Life from NPR has a CD out called "Lies Sissies & Fiascoes" that has a track called Peter Pan that is one of the funniest stories I have ever heard. Everyone who has listened to this story has been in tears by the end it is so funny. I would upload it to the dump but it is 23 MB. I searched for it on ITunes but it isn't available as a single.
If someone had a lot of bandwidth available, I would post it somewhere.
Quote from: BigDun on October 26, 2005, 10:58:17 AM
This American Life from NPR has a CD out called "Lies Sissies & Fiascoes" that has a track called Peter Pan that is one of the funniest stories I have ever heard. Everyone who has listened to this story has been in tears by the end it is so funny. I would upload it to the dump but it is 23 MB. I searched for it on ITunes but it isn't available as a single.
If someone had a lot of bandwidth available, I would post it somewhere.
i adore that story. that contributer - jack.... i can't think of his last name, is always excellent, but that story really is a thing of beauty. i had to pull over to the side of the road the first time i heard it.
I am trying to host the mp3 on my home web server. Someone try to download it from http://www.bigdun.com/public/peterpan.mp3 and tell me what happens.
username and password prompt.
I just get a page cannot be found.
Try http:/www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3 (http://http:/www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3) and see if that works.
(It helps if you don't name the folder the same as an existing Virtual Folder that already exists)
Quote from: BigDun on October 26, 2005, 11:24:24 AM
Try http:/www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3 (http://http:/www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3) and see if that works.
(It helps if you don't name the folder the same as an existing Virtual Folder that already exists)
it takes me to microsoft.com.
Can someone make a list of crap to remind me to look at/listen to tonight?
Thanks in advance.
whoa. that bumped me to microsoft.com.
WHO ARE YOU REALLY????
Something is screwy with the way the URL is being linked from junto.
http://www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3
Quote from: BigDun on October 26, 2005, 11:26:15 AM
Something is screwy with the way the URL is being linked from junto.
http://www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3
that seems to have worked.
Quote from: BigDun on October 26, 2005, 11:26:15 AM
Something is screwy with the way the URL is being linked from junto.
http://www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3
fucking squirrels.
Quote from: eo000 on October 26, 2005, 11:27:01 AM
Quote from: BigDun on October 26, 2005, 11:26:15 AM
Something is screwy with the way the URL is being linked from junto.
http://www.bigdun.com/download/peterpan.mp3
that seems to have worked.
Yay me.
Damn, I wonder why my internet access all of sudden got so slow. :bonk:
I guess I'll go take a shower.