Bubble Boys: Rosie The Riveter

Bubble Boys Season II is underway. Our old-time-radio style show is back and this time set during WWII. This season features some stellar performances from some amazing improvisers. New episodes every Wednesday. Listen here or subscribe on iTunes.


Season 2 begins with our heroes donning dresses and infiltrating the most secretive of American sects: the women’s workforce.

Featuring:
Steve Nelson as Sven/Selene Ingaborg
Andrew Tisher as Henry/Helen Mossmouth
Annie Donley as Mitzie Slaughter
Allison Ringhand as Norma Titan
Lily Sullivan as Ronnie Winkle
and Tim Joyce as Ron Skelton

Comfort

blankets
over bare skin
warmth
in crooks and cranies
neck nuzzles and shoulder hollows
tangled limbs which softly kiss
spoken word sends adrift

horror comes
swift and low
panic and premonition
gasp awake
lingering intuition
reality sounds paper thin
until sleep comes once again

Philip Seymour Hoffman: A Reminder

Whenever drugs or alcohol take a life it is tragic. There is nothing selfish or weak about the struggle with addiction. Some people are born with a genetic disposition for excess, a gift for boundless consumption, often augmented by psychology. It is a struggle. A desperate, lonely, painful, guilt-ridden struggle. It requires constant vigilance and support. Frequently you have to ask for help. Sometimes you get tired of fighting. I know what it is, I've been there.

The passing of Philip Seymour Hoffman is lamentable but he leaves behind 20 years of incredible work as an artist. He has an uncompromising legacy. He will be remembered.

His death does not surprise me. It is a mantra of those in recovery that taking that first drug or that first drink has only two potential outcomes: jail or death. Relapse is common and perpetually lurking. Addiction is insidious. Drunk, high, or sober it gains strength. Any sober alcoholic or drug addict is days, minutes, even seconds away from total ruin. Myself included. It is a precarious place but with diligence, care, and compassion a sober life can be a rewarding life if never an easy one. I proffer no judgement on the late actor I'm trying to elucidate the tenuous position he and other people with addiction are in.

I do not know the circumstances of Hoffman's death but I would bet it was not some huge event but something small that drove the actor back to excessive drug use. Maybe he saw an advertisement for an alcohol he never tried. Maybe he watched the heroin scene in Pulp Fiction. Maybe he was worn down by the cold and cooped up and bored. Whatever it was I bet it was small. A fleeting moment. A brief craving. A passing trigger. And for that moment his cunning addiction had been lying in wait. One moment was all it took.

I hope his death opens peoples eyes about addiction. How serious it is and how many people need help. There's still a stigma with addiction- that its a matter of will power, that its not an actual disease, etc. Regardless of what you call it or how you classify it addiction is fatal. And these fatalities are avoidable.

I take it personal. That could be me, not that I could be a lauded movie star with an Oscar, but I could be dead. Rich/poor famous/unknown addiction does not discriminate. I would not receive accolades or retrospectives but I might warrant a headline like "Local Comedian Found Dead, Alcohol Related".

For those in recovery this is a reminder. Death is close.

'The Invisible Woman' A Review

The Invisible Woman is a period romantic drama about Charles Dickens and his mistress Nelly Ternan. The film opens on Nelly(Felicity Jones) aggressively walking alone across a cold, wind swept beach. She makes her way to a school, which her husband and her run, and starts a rehearsal for a play written by Charles Dickens. The film unfolds in a series of flashbacks showing her meeting the famous author and their eventual relationship.

Ralph Finnes as Charles Dickens is charming, charismatic, and at times childish. The viewer is seduced along with Nelly initially by his material in a scene where Dicken's is giving a reading. The passion and performance of the reading create a mystique and Finnes follows it up with incessant care, attention, and likability. He is always upbeat almost to the point of recklessness or a disconnect with the world around him, this is juxtaposed well with Jones's understatement, caution, and naivete. Their romance evolves gradually and relies more on the mood, tone, and score of the film rather than scenes with heavy dialogue. We get a sense of real love between the two but the sensitivity, discretion, and prudence of their courtship carries more weight. It is a dance of impending guilt rather than seduction.

There is virtually no judgement of the relationship by the supporting characters, even from Dicken's wife Catherine portrayed by a strong, reserved, yet  heartbreaking Joanna Scanlan. The judgement comes mainly from Nelly herself. Nelly is conflicted, melancholic, and seems mostly unsatisfied but unable to separate herself or her morals from the alluring Dickens. Finnes plays Dickens sympathetic and struggling to be a good man(by the definition of the times) but unable to give full focus or priority to anything but his work. A famous man use to getting what he wants, gets what he wants the way he wants it. At the end of the affair Nelly is cloistered, kept secret for Dicken's, and you get a sense she is resigned but not happy.

A complicated film with layered, poignant performances from the leads, made all the more complicated by the ease in which the love could have blossomed in modern times.

See It.

Graffiti 115

I started smoking three years ago when I first tried to get sober. The old substitution method. I kept on and now in my recovery I cling to it in a way, the only vice I have left. I want and hope to quit at some point. But not now. I'm not willing to give it up. Not yet.

"Coffee and smoking are the last great addictions." -Lara Flynn Boyle

"So smoking is the perfect way to commit suicide without actually dying. I smoke because it's bad, it's really simple." -Damian Hirst

"Every citizen who stops smoking, or loses a few pounds, or starts managing his chronic disease with real diligence, is caulking a crack for the benefit of us all." -Mitch Daniels

The Hague: Fin

After 8 months The Hague had our last show tonight. It was a very eclectic group and our time together fun and challenging. Everyone had their own style and more often than not we would come together, clash, and create something that worked despite the disparity of our different approaches. Sometimes it didn't work which is no rarity in improv. And when it didn't it was never boring, everyone on the team is strong, aggressive, and opinionated so our failures were just as interesting as our successes. Sometimes we were water and vinegar other times we were vinegar and baking soda. There were always surprises.

I don't feel any regret. For me the desire for the luster and love- the cultivating of a close knit group- faded after my first iO team FireCup. It's not as if we weren't friends but we were all, or at least I was, more concerned with the shows and the quality of the improv than with hanging out with each other a ton. I'm grateful for our time together and for a chance to get to know the people on the team I didn't and to spend more time with the people on the team I did. I took pleasure in most of the shows, pride in some, and I learned something from them all.

The two people that made the whole experience exceptionally special for me were Rich and Caitlin. Caitlin I've been friends with for over a decade and aside from one directing scene in college where I was Richard III and she was Lady Anne we never got to perform together. I consider it a great gift and something I'll very much miss, seeing her each week and improvising with her. The Hague gave us a chance to reconnect and get close again. Rich on the other hand I did not know. I knew who he was but we had no connection. When he was added I think we were all a little cautious. We had no need to be because although Rich is perpetually dry he is open. I loved playing with him despite, at times, his moves and ideas going directly counter to mine. It was frustrating but stimulating. He made me stretch. And he became a friend, not something I anticipated given his outward reserve and sarcasm.

Of course I loved playing with everyone else. I always love playing with Julia, James, Pants, and Ellen who I've been on teams with on and off for a couple years and it was a treat to be on a team with Mark and Dan who I had known previously only tangentially.

It was a good run and a good team. Improv can be fleeting and ethereal. Sometimes the teams are too.

'The Broken Circle Breakdown' A Review

The Broke Circle Breakdown is a Belgian musical drama.The non-linear film explores the relationship between Elise and Didier, their love of American bluegrass, and their burgeoning family centered around their daughter Maybelle. The film skips and jumps from past to present back to past, showing Elise and Didier's first meeting, concerts, their accidental pregnancy, their marriage proposal, more concerts, and Maybelle's eventual cancer diagnosis and treatment at age 6. At points visiting the same scene more than once. The fluid nature of the narrative structure allows the film to build and defuse tension quickly without getting bogged down in depressive ruts.

There is an alien, almost bizarre, quality about The Broken Circle Breakdown. The American traditionals sung in perfect English juxtaposed directly after with lilting Flemish is some what jarring and the story itself takes many twists and turns subverting normal "Hollywood" expectations. There is a sweet melancholic authenticity to the film, it is at times heartrending in its realism, and exuberant in its emotional discoveries.

The film is intense, at times overwhelming, but ultimately deeply moving. The ending is disappointing, unharmonious, almost belonging to a different story. But the journey and the questions that are raised are satisfying and reinforce love, faith, and perseverance.

See It.