Today, I discussed with another student, what is theatre? At first, he argued that a play (the physical book) is not theatre.
"Arguable," I softly said. He heard me.
Several famous theatre theorists argue that the text of a play, the written word, is enough to qualify as theatre. I don't entirely agree.
He then argued that theatre is the performance of written word.
Well, I argued, improvisation is still theatre and even a dance performance can be theatre... as long as it tells a story. No, not every single piece of "theatre" tells a story; I would more likely just call it theatrical, because I believe that theatre originated as a form of passing along a story.
This other student and I came to agree at least on one point. In essence, theatre is the performance of storytelling.
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I write this because I realized tonight, as I watched Randy work with Joy, that the telling of a story is a very delicate process. Some of the stories Joy tells, true or created, are of a very sensitive subject matter. Sometimes they are difficult to hear, no matter how many times she retells them. In order to effectively retell these memories, which Joy has a natural-born talent of doing, it requires immense strength and patience. We are still in the rehearsal process, but already, it is wonderful to watch Joy get lost in her stories.
I hope she doesn't feel small on stage all alone, because her words speak volumes and paint beautiful pictures.
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you should post this on the "public" blog - i like it. =D
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