Theatre, however, continued to excite and fascinate.
We established the mark and influence of theatre god, Constantin Stanislavski, inventor of what is today known as “The Method,” and the modern conception of “acting” itself.
In short, Russian-born Stanislavski, at the turn of the 20th century, reformed the then-popular trend of Classical acting technique into one more heavily focused on emotional evocation from within the actor.
ACTING 101: Act from the outside in, and the inside out
Stanislavski, himself a mediocre actor at best, was inspired by the emotional ranges and abilities of several of his contemporaries, and thus, following decades of careful note-taking, he conceived a process focused on intense and meticulous character development—from defining the “Magical If’s” of character (those traits and qualities not defined in the text, but necessary for a full-rounded understanding of character), to drawing on personal experience to attempt to better relate to emotional travails. Many of today’s most noteworthy actors and actresses utilize Stanislavski’s method, and his is the name most associated with the birth of modern theatrical technique.
Later in the week, I began rehearsing (with more seriousness) Emma’s IP. At this point, I find it difficult to objectively comment, and I’m conflicted; I have strong opinions about the project, and yet it’s not my own—she’s translating her vision to the stage.
I’m just worried that the implications, as well as the potential of the text, are being slightly marred, or even underappreciated. The text itself is esoteric in its language and vocabulary, and that coupled with its monological, slow-paced nature require the director and actors to fully understand every subtext—the true natures of each character. I just worry, at this point, that a partial understanding of the literature is muddling the full potential of the piece.
Just two days ago, an entire monologue originally belonging to the “wife,” was reassigned to the “husband.” This seemed, to me, to be indicative of a weak understanding of both the language and the characters.
It’s also difficult for me to keep from defending many of my personal techniques.
ACTING 101: Do not argue with a director during a rehearsal
However, part of my personal process of character development involves meticulous definition of my character’s physicality— my “husband,” being slightly cowardly and emotionally immature, is hunched; his feet shuffle slightly when he walks, and he touches his neck frequently. At other times, his hands are kept concealed: behind his back, folded within one another, or kept in his pockets. At the times when he’s not speaking, his transition from the monologic focus of the foreground to a near set-piece of the background is marked by a slow metamorphosis into stagnancy, in which he gazes, vacantly, just past the characters about which the other monologues speak. As his next block of text approaches, he is drawn, slowly, from his reverie, and his eyes are filled with a realization appropriate to the tone of his next monologue—in specific cases, either fear, reminiscence, bitterness, or loneliness.
When I put this carefully developed trait-based physicality into practice, however, the notes following the run-through instructed me to “not to put my hands in my pockets, because it makes me look like I’ve forgotten my lines.” Perhaps I did look as if I’d forgotten my lines, but I would have hoped for more constructive criticism, or an inquiry as to why I’d done it. It was frustrating, as it almost seemed that the care and precision with which I’m treating the project has gone vastly unnoticed. It stung on another level, too, because I, as a general rule, NEVER walk around with my hands in my pockets. It’s…unbecoming.
This past Thursday, however, I did have a chance to exercise an ability that has always been creatively stimulating for me: I helped to instruct the class in the rudimentary concepts of theatrical improvisation. After several exercises and what I felt to be a concise, introductory explanation, I feel as if the class had a better understanding of the tenets of improv, and I hope that, as a class, we’ll continue to develop these skills.
Improv is not for everyone—I don’t feel as if I’m particularly good at it. Some people enjoy theatre sports, a highly competitive take on improv. However, at its roots (and at the level at which I most often choose to participate), improv is acting without a script. It is raw—sometimes good, sometimes bad—but nonetheless, most professional actors would acknowledge that improv is a useful tool when attempting to define character, or the tone of a scene. Stanislavski even condoned and utilized it.
But essentially, improv reinforces what I believe to be the most important component to any actor’s repertoire: an ability to empathize, and understand. An actor—and a director—must understand the implications, emotions, and stakes of a text before the text itself can even be a concern. Some turn to improv to establish this—others use their own methods.
I just hope some method will cement the integrity and expressiveness of an enigmatic IP.
