Words, words, words. There are plenty of them in the Moonlight script. Fortunately, they’re all very familiar and, though some have wandered a bit in the two years since I first collected them, they’re drifting back into place without a great deal of fuss. This morning, I sent out a call to the cast and crew of Hamlet to compel the man who did the 2-camera video of our final dress to produce or show cause, as it were. Something tells me that if we don’t make the video appear, it will be lost to the ages.
Actor, friend and fiendishly good development director Allen Evans paid a rare visit to The Lofts last night. I gave him the Hamlet T-shirt he’d ordered and he gave me a replica of the head of Pazuzu we used to laugh about when he and I were colleagues at Centre Stage. The above layout is my humble tribute to his generosity.