The play, the players, and the films.

I've realised the absolute necessity to proofread everything you write.

In my first post to this blog, I wrote some quite unintelligible English, and more indecipherable French. And the Spelling Checker is not AI, so I would have had trouble proofreading it. That said, I do not see any point in writing short posts. They are uninteresting, and quite short. And as every woman knows, good things come in large packages to those who wait.

So, I plan that from now on, my posts won't be quite so indecipherable, but just as random.

I did promise to my readers that I might write a review on the play I attended yesterday, and I was thinking of breaking that promise, seeing as nobody reads the Ramblings of the Random Opinion. But, I'm bored, and therefore, I might just keep that promise in this post.

I went to see a production of Philadelphia, Here I come. An Irish play, by an Irish person, and therefore, a complete genius. I'm serious, an Irishman can write anything, and be hailed as a genius around the globe. Look at James Joyce. Pure drivel, yet, pure, genuine, sterling genius.

Philadelphia is a play which every person interested in people, drama, acting, or reading should read, and watch.

The protagonist of the play is Gar. Or rather, the protagonists of the play are Gar. Gar Public, and Gar Private, nicely truncated to Public, and Private. Public is the outside character of Gar, the person with whom everybody interacts, sees, and hears. Gar Private is the real Gar, the one he wants to be, the cheeky, smart, emotive character of Gar. The one who, if exposed, Gar would be facing a couple of slaps, and a couple of well hot women.

It is Gar's last day in Ballybeg, Ireland. The next day, he's going to catch the plane to Philadelphia, America. He'll work in a Hotel, and he's never going to be coming back home, unless, of course, he becomes rich and famous, and somehow manages to find the time in his lifestyle to visit his quagmire of a village.

Fortunately, very few people seem to care if Gar goes or not. His Father is seemingly indifferent, his former Girlfriend is married, and seems like a nice girl, his friends don't seem to give a shit, and his housekeeper will miss him, but she puts a mask on to conceal the fact that she's going to miss him.

Throughout the development of the play, we find out that everyone in this town are undeveloped slobs. Isn't that wonderful? All the characters seem to have their own Private which isn't even allowed speak because they are drowned in their own perceived inadequacies. It's kind've sad, yet at the same time good that everybody living in the town are all underdeveloped swine. I think it's a good thing, then nobody is regarded as to being in anyway more special than anybody else.

So, the play, it was well acted. Private was a rather enjoyable character, and very well acted. Public who could be regarded as the secondary protagonist was acted just as well, if not better. Public is a very hard type of role to play, and it was portrayed well in this version. Of the other actors, I would have said that the one that played SB, the father, was the best. It was very excellently played by whoever it was that played it. He gave an excellent portrayal of the character, and it worked quite well.

I have to say that, I very much enjoyed the production altogether.

And so, in the last few words I have to say, I shall talk about other things. How about film? I like film, my non-existent readers like film, so I'll talk, about film.

Winter approaches. And although the WGA strikes have darkened the sky, there are films produced to be released into the Cinemas in the Winter film season of the year. So, what am I looking forward to most?

Well, Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium is coming out, but I doubt I will pay to watch Dustin Hoffman blither on screen, and Natalie Portman (however much I might like her) smile continuously for 90 odd minutes.

No Country for Old Men. Unfortunately, I haven't seen this film yet. It's out, but I have yet to see it. As it is directed by the Brothers Coen - the greatest geniuses behind Modern Cinema, I will most certainly invest into seeing this film.

Fred Claus... Em, no. I invest in the Silver screen. I am not a millionaire, and it in not in my interests to spend money on a film at which I can laugh at home. I might actually rent this one. The trailer is well crafted.

War Dance. A Documentary. And I am very tempted to watch it.

American Gangster. Ridley Scott, Denzel Washington, Russel Crowe. There are already three good reasons to watch this film. Does one want any more?

Saw IV. Absolutely not.

Gone Baby Gone. The controversy of the Madeline case, paired with this film, and the unforgettable trailer makes me yearn to see that day this comes out where I live.

I'm Not There. This film looks interesting, however, it does not appeal to me so much as I would invest in a cinema ticket to watch it.

Alvin and the Chipmunks. I may watch this in the cinema for reminiscing sakes. I remember their songs, and they were hilarious.

And finally:

Teeth. I will be seeing this film in the cinema. It looks God damned hilarious.

And so, (finally) I end this post.