Showing posts with label brandon crowder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brandon crowder. Show all posts

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Lust, Location and Locals

I go to the 48-Hour Film Festival screenings because I am curious about what the local film community can come up with just two days.

I go to see people and places I know caught on film.

I go to be amused and surprised and sometimes even enjoy something cringe-worthy.

As usual, this morning's festival delivered.

Some personal highlights:

A mocumentary about vegetables as sex objects. Tomato lust was seriously funny.

A roommate film shot on my block that featured my house, my fence and even the tree my dog regularly pees on.

Last weekend I saw them shooting it and this week I got to see the finished product.

Female roommate drama and a green terrorist made this an hysterical film.

A twisted take on going home, featuring one of my favorite local actors, Brandon Crowder.

I usually have to pay 25 bucks to see Brandon crack me up with Richmond Shakespeare and today I got to see him play it straight for only $7.

Well done.

It was my third year at the 48-Hour Film Festival and it's become one of my favorite annual events, Byrd Theatre seats aside.

If we ever get new seats, I intend to stay for all three screenings for even more lust, location and locals.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Lunatics, Lovers and Poets

Of all Shakespeare's plays, I've probably seen A Midsummer Night's Dream more frequently than any other, not necessarily by choice, but because it's performed with such regularity.

I added to that lifetime tally last night with Richmond Shakespeare's current version.

And I still found an awful lot to like in this latest staging.

With only five actors and assorted costume changes, 21 characters were brought to life in often hilarious ways.

My primary reason for wanting to see the play was the actor who played Theseus, Lysander, Flute, Oberon (and handled the puppets as Peaceblossom and Cobweb).

I had met Brandon Crowder once before and heard he was a terrific actor; he exceeded everything I had heard.

At times sniveling and pathetic, sometimes hysterically gay and also superb at playing the superior to his underlings, his every move was worth watching.

When he pranced, even his little toes were prancing and his lithe grace sprinting from tabletop to floor was a thing of beauty.

As a bonus, an actress I knew only as a fellow restaurant diner and avid reader, Kerry McGee, handled Hermia, Starveling and Puck with great aplomb.

She was lovelorn, simple and a troublemaker by turn and completely believable in each role.

Next time I see her reading while eating out, I'll have to interrupt and tell her how impressive she was.

This production will be the last for the troupe at Second Presbyterian's chapel and I, for one, will miss the space.

While it's not ideal with its long, narrow configuration, its wooden arches, balcony and Gothic ceiling were the perfect setting for period plays.

The upcoming new performing arts facility, Center Stage, will have some big shoes to fill if it is to be as well-suited a place to stage Shakespeare as Second Presbyterian and Agecroft Hall have been.

Listen to me...you'd think I was a native Richmonder, already lamenting the way things used to be.

Actually, I'm happy to see well done Shakespeare wherever I can find it.