Sometimes The Theatre Scene Is Full Of Lazy Fuckheads: Katie's Guide To Scripts You Could Have Chosen Instead Of That Mediocre One By An Old (Or Young, Or Middle-Aged, or Dead) White Dude
This list, by the way? Off the top of my head. I could do research and make it longer, but it’s almost an exercise now.
- Trifles—Susan Glaspell
- 'night, Mother—Marsha Norman
- Painting Churches—Tina Howe
- The Mineola Twins—Paula Vogel
- Uncommon Women—Wendy Wasserstein
I feel like I’m trying to kill myself, but in a passive aggressive way.
When we took Shakespeare’s “Measure for Measure” into a maximum security woman’s prison on the West Side…there’s a scene there where a young woman is told by a very powerful official that “If you sleep with me, I will pardon your brother. And if you don’t sleep with me, I’ll execute him.” And he leaves the stage. And this character, Isabel, turned out to the audience and said: “To whom should I complain?” And a woman in the audience shouted: “The Police!” And then she looked right at that woman and said: “If I did relate this, who would believe me?” And the woman answered back, “No one, girl.” And it was astonishing because not only was it an amazing sense of connection between the audience and the actress, but you also realized that this was a kind of an historical lesson in theater reception. That’s what must have happened at The Globe. These soliloquies were not simply monologues that people spoke, they were call and response to the audience. And you realized that vibrancy, that that sense of connectedness is not only what makes theater great in prisons, it’s what makes theater great, period.
my favourite part of shakespeare plays is the person at the end that is like “see how these people fucked everything up. don’t do this. look at this fuckery. look at it. fuck this. fuck everything.”
YOU ARE A CRAZY AND BEAUTIFUL SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE
There comes a time in every young genius’ life when they feel like everybody is sleeping on them and needs to wake the fuck up. It could go back to lifelong issues with wanting lots of attention or it could be because they’re actually fucking brilliant. The truth is, it’s usually a little bit of both. So go forth, young genius. Be crazy and beautiful and rub everybody the wrong fucking way today.
How to protect the integrity of your vibe
1. Appear offline
2. Don’t respond to bullshit
3. Remind yourself that you’re not obligated to be anyone’s friend
4. This tweet
5. Know that at least 50% of the ainshit folks in your life are jealous of you, the other half are too dumb to envy you but they should