Each Friday, DCH performers, teachers, and students offer their recommendations for what to watch, read, see, hear, or experience. This week David Allison jams space, Ashley Bright hits rewind, Julia Cotton is more than she seems, and Ryan Callahan eats cake. Thanks to a guest contribution last week, I got to take a one week sabbatical from What We’re Loving. These seven days allowed me ample opportunity for soul searching, leaving me with a state of mental clarity I haven’t felt since I dropped out of college for a second time. Now I feel rested, refreshed, and ready to tackle to world’s unquenching desire for knowledge about what I’m lovin.
This past weekend some DCH friends and I were lucky enough to be invited by The Granada to live tweet Space Jam as part of their Summer Mockbusters series. The idea is pretty simple; watch a fun movie in a packed theater and instead of having people turn to their friends and tell a joke, allow participants to share those humorous takeaways with everyone. On each side of the screen is a scrawling feed of the thoughts of the entire room, updated constantly, which nicely fills in the boring gaps when Michael Jordan is having a sentimental scene with his dad or a cartoon Grandmother is knitting.
Also should you not want to read the tweets, much less participate in said tweeting, you can simply watch the movie. And because it’s a packed house of people who will certainly be drunk by the end of the night, the energy level of the crowd is pretty amazing. For example, every time Bill Murray entered the frame, the crowd burst into the uproarious applause that he deserved. Or when, spoiler, Michael Jordan makes a basket to save himself from a lifetime of autograph signing, faint chants of USA could be heard (Note: Those chants may or may not have been started by me). Hell, the atmosphere was so infectious that people were even laughing at the terrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrible jokes that comprise 60% of the dialogue in the film.
If you missed Space Jam, don’t beat yourself up too much. STOP IT! STOP HURTING YOURSELF! You still have two more opportunities this summer to check out this free series: -Con Air- 7/11 -Armageddon - 8/9 - David Allison
I'll assume everyone has had a pause and rewind moment, where each successive viewing makes the moment funnier and funnier? There's a few that quickly come to my mind. I know that my dad, sister, and I watched Phillip Seymour Hoffman fall down in Along Came Polly about forty times in a row til the three of us were in tears. And there was a home video we had where we were waiting in a waiting room for my cousin's kid to be born, my dad comes out to show off a CPR dummy that he had found only to be berated by my aunt and grandma. As a family, we must've watched the four-second moment of his face falling from pure pride and joy to 'uh-oh' a hundred times...which is quite a feat considering the rewind action is a little bit more time-consuming with a VHS.
One of my favorite 'rewind and laugh' moments is from the Twilight Zone. My friend and I had found this moment years ago. We watched it repeatedly that night. Sometime after that, I had recorded the moment on my phone and I would watch it to give myself a giggle.
I've hunted down the exact minute it happens for you, but I feel it's best served with context of the entire episode. On Netflix, the episode is #2 of season 1, titled "One for the Angels." At minute 20:58, man on the stoop will say "How's that?" twice, which will bookend the older man shaking his head and saying "to use in any capacity you see fit."
Nostalgia is a hell of a drug, so this moment may not be as funny to you because you cannot see it through the laughter fueled repeat lenses that I saw it through. But a little Rod Serling in your life can't hurt.- Ashley Bright
I've heard people say that you can tell a lot about a person based on the books on their bookshelf. I suppose you could gather from my shelf that I do not read a lot. Though, that doesn't seem fair. Maybe I just go to the library a lot.
I do not.
Still, I feel like it's impossible to really deduce much about me unless you know why I have the books I have. I'll give you such insight here.
I have a copy of Audition by Michael Shurtleff. While it may be accurate for one to assume that I am some sort of performer, I will have you know that I have only read three pages of this book that my theatre teachers in high school made us buy. I didn't read it because I found (and still find) the notion that a book can tell me "Everything an Actor Needs To Know to Get the Part" (the subtitle) ridiculous.
The pages I've read are not the first three. They are ppg 229-231. They offer the story of a young woman, deemed an "ugly girl", showing up late to an audition. She stumbles onto the stage, and, through her smacking of chewing gum, explains that she was late because she had to have these shoes that she saw in a thrift shop. There were two pair, but only one from each pair fit, so she has shown up to her audition late... with mismatched shoes. She begins to sing, but stops short to demand (still through chewing smacks) a stool to sit on. She sits and finally removes the gum from her mouth to stick it underneath the seat. She sings for the panel. She's fantastic. They love her. Still, there is one skeptic (after all...she's still an ugly girl), but after she leaves, the others on the panel beckon him over to inspect the stool. There is no gum underneath and she did not move to retrieve it before she left. There was never any gum. She’s hired.
That story of 'risk taking' was brought to you courtesy of one young Barbra Streisand.
It's been years since I read those three pages, but I kept that book. When I glance at it, amongst my sparse collection of books, I remember that no one can ever sum me up merely based on what they see. - Julia Cotton
In the past I've used this space to talk about pro-wrestling, books, crime novels, pro-wrestling, other books, podcasts, and even pro-wrestling. Today I'm going to get selfish and talk about something that involves me. Last night the first group of Ewing teams ended their three-month run. All three teams (CLR, Duck Duck Pants, and Squid Row) performed to a packed house of friends, family, students, teachers and fellow performers. There was even cake after the shows. It was a wonderful end to a fun and rewarding adventure.
When I made a Ewing team back in February, I didn't know what to expect. I was unfamiliar with the format and unfamiliar with my teammates. It might come as a surprise to some of you, but I am not a big fan of change, and I am rather shy when it comes to meeting new people. Yet our team hit if off since day one. We've grown closer since then and I consider every other member of Duck Duck Pants a good friend. We certainly enjoy doing dumb stuff together.
Some of our shows have been good, others have been not so good. But through it all, we've supported each other, and been supported by all the other Ewing teams. That's my favorite part of the Ewing experience: the support and camaraderie between the teams. We'd go to each other's shows, pump each other up back stage, and create human tunnels for teams to run through right after they got off stage. We might have been three teams, but we were one unit.
CLR, Duck Duck Pants, and Squid Row are all on the weekend schedule for July. Two new Ewing teams take over the 9:30PM slot starting this Thursday. There will be a lot of new faces on stage. You won't want to miss them. - Ryan Callahan