Spring Break was here and gone…and I feel like I need a vacation from my vacation. I spent most of last week at a regional dance convention. We’d get up for 8:00am classes, barely have time to eat, dance until 4:30, get ready for an evening of concerts, eat, attend the concert, then go out for drinks. Guess how dancers unwind: with more dancing. We partied for a couple of hours each night, crashing late and waking early to do it all over again. We performed our piece pretty near the best we ever have, and the adjudicators were rather incompetent, so we don’t at all feel bad for not being showcased in the final gala concert or going to nationals.
And I hadn’t had a whole lot of sleep before this thing. The night before we left I was bleaching my hair. Lately I’ve been going through hair styles and colors more often than I’m around cameras, unfortunately. It came out a rather neon orange (because of being dyed black before), so I tried to fix it with a ginger shade of dye. It’s a little more normal now, but I’ll be bleaching it again in a week anyway to a full platinum.
Thus, I’ve decided to play Saffron (aka YoSaffBridge) from “Firefly” at the east coast LARP. It’s a character very much unlike me; but, not only do I think I really have a chance to do her justice, I expect to learn a lot about myself by playing such a starkly different character. I don’t ever want to be one of those RPers who only play one type of character–worse if that one character is himself. The only problem with the LARP is that it’s expensive. I may be getting some of the costs subsidized by the friend whose idea it was to drag me along to this, which will help to ease my aprehension about going at all.
I saw “V for Vandetta” yesterday…goddamn. I adored Hugo Weaving enough already, but this recent film shows just what an amazing actor he is. We never see his face, and yet it almost seems as though that creepy mask has varied facial expressions. Natalie Portman, too, gave a stunning performance. Star Wars scripts aside, she’s a good actress.
What really struck me about “Vandetta,” though, is how good a movie it is. And for a comic book movie, it’s fucking spectacular. I thought the “Hell Boy” movie was about as good as it got, and then we got “X-men,” “Spiderman,” “Sin City,” “Constantine,” “Batman Begins,” and now “V for Vandetta.” Granted, I’m not a huge comic book nerd, and of the few I own, most are manga. But I have an great appreciation for the graphic novel style, and it’s just so gratifying to see it blossom in film format, still intact. I love the care directors take, when filming a concept that began as a graphic novel, to make sure that key frames are turned into storyboards. In “Sin City,” especially, it looked exactly how one would imagine Miller’s art come to life. You could see the original frames in the direction, even if you weren’t familiar with the book’s pages. Brilliant. Fucking brilliant.