If love was red then she was colour-blind
Feb. 5th, 2010 01:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
axesladeSo, my theatre teacher is a twat on multiple levels.
And shortly, we're going to be discussing one of my favorite plays, The Glass Menagerie. And I have a feeling that there are going to be a lot of moments where I'm grinding my teeth and headdesking.
Why?
I see too much of myself in that play, the good and bad of me, the stereotype/caricatures of what I was and want(ed) to be.
Anyone who has read/seen it, take a look at both Laura and Tom. If you know me well....well. Hell, I'm sure there's some Amanda there as well.
I don't have a lot of time to blather right now, but tonight probably I'm going to edit this to include some personal thinkies about my relationship to that play, both because of what it is and Tennessee Williams as a person, etc.
For now, I'll just say that the idea of this woman touching this play? DO NOT WANT.
And shortly, we're going to be discussing one of my favorite plays, The Glass Menagerie. And I have a feeling that there are going to be a lot of moments where I'm grinding my teeth and headdesking.
Why?
I see too much of myself in that play, the good and bad of me, the stereotype/caricatures of what I was and want(ed) to be.
Anyone who has read/seen it, take a look at both Laura and Tom. If you know me well....well. Hell, I'm sure there's some Amanda there as well.
I don't have a lot of time to blather right now, but tonight probably I'm going to edit this to include some personal thinkies about my relationship to that play, both because of what it is and Tennessee Williams as a person, etc.
For now, I'll just say that the idea of this woman touching this play? DO NOT WANT.
