a reading of "leitmotif" by mateus Ciucci in the hamptons this past weekend: or, how you aggravate a strained shoulder tendon by driving stick shift four hours to an awesome gig.
I returned this past weekend to the Southampton Stony Brook campus to help graduate playwright Mateus Ciucci develop his play about the Brazilian revolution in the late 60s. I've been reading the role of Salvatore for him for a number of readings over the past few months in various table reads, and it's been a pleasure to be able to speak so much of my second language, Italian, in the role, and to help bring his grandfather to life. I was joined by a huge cast of talented students and a few actors like me who came in from the city, and we were directed by a talented young Grad director named Brian Clemente. I applaud Mateus for all his work on this ambitious, multi-lingual, historical piece/family drama and I wish him continuing success. At our first table read the weekend prior, we were joined by Jon Robin Baitz who gave fantastically generous feedback and insight and it was a pleasure for all of us in the room to get to meet him and watch him and another writer director work. And the Stonybrook program seems like a really great one and I was delighted to get to know it a little better.
Also, the Hamptons are super oowoo fancy and pretty and i drove a stick shift all day which brought me back to my days cursing around in my jeep wrangler. And then I aggravated my shoulder tendon. Whoops.
From wh auden's September 1, 1939:
"Defenceless under the night /Our world in stupor lies; /Yet, dotted everywhere, /Ironic points of light /Flash out wherever the Just /Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them /Of Eros and of dust,/ Beleaguered by the same /Negation and despair/, Show an affirming flame."