Sorry I Barfed on Your Shoes.

It really has been one of those weeks. Just this weekend saw a strike of one show Friday afternoon followed by a quick lx refocus for Saturday's performance that was struck for Sunday morning's church service which was struck out for a variety show. And we keep cramming them in! Get 'em in, get 'em on, get 'em out! My crew and I specialize in show biz triage. If a client requests more then time/money/crew size(related back to $$) can handle, we tweek it and shave it and get their product up and running. Lately, it's more of a perk or job bonus if the product happens to be of any quality. Our work is good but, it's hard to tweek bad vocal pitch from a sound console (although my crew has been asking for years for the completion of the almost mythical 'don't suck' button). This leads me to wonder where all the talent is? What happened to quality? Does anyone else miss it? I have, and will, bend over backwards for a client who possesses 'it.' Sure, some people are born with 'it' but, even so, they have to work 'it.' It's hard work to act well. It's hard work to tech well. I am getting increasingly disheartened by the amount of shit passing for drama that gets on our airwaves. Movies seem to be slapped together with no effort to keep up basic elements of continuity. Shots are made cuz they look 'cool' with little or no artistic merit...ie. they don't support the overlying meaning of the piece. Perhaps because there is no meaning in the first place? People are winning acting awards who, frankly, don't seem to have the slightest idea of what they are doing. I can actually hear the punctuation when they speak. Last week, I had the pleasure of working with a group of people who are increasingly frustrated with the level of tech support they are getting 'back home.' They love our space. We love them because they are talented, nice and are willing to work with us to get the best possible product on stage. The actors, I could hardly believe it, could actually act!! It was obvious that they took their craft seriously and worked hard at it. The designers actually designed. After they left the theatre it really was much harder to deal with the attitude of the semi-pro wannabes seemingly more concerned with image than product. Maybe that's the problem in a nut shell. Image has taken over once again (are we reliving the court age of Louis the sun king?) What happens when the veils are dropped? When the Emperor is revealed shivering in his nakedness? I know that there are people out there in academic land who are studying image critically with an eye to understanding its role in society as a constructing force. I've also read some stuff though that appears to accept image as reality. The line is blurring between so called reality and fiction. Perhaps because neither has any real meaning anymore. I heard an interview with Atwood the other week wherein she commented (perhaps more than a little tongue in cheek) that 'the non-fiction writers are accused of writing fiction and the fiction writers are accused of writing non-fiction.' Perhaps a value shift is needed. Move the money quotient away from value and strip away the false idols/images. Maybe what is left over will actually be worth hanging on to. We could look at it this way. Image is a good drunk. An amazing drunk wherein you become the smartest, sexiest most sought after person around. People around you agree because they too are three or four sheets to the wind. Take away the drunk and what's left? Your head is over a toilet bowl yakking out the poison. Everyone is gone. Everyone except for maybe that one person. That one person who stuck around to hold your hair out of the bowl. Holding your hair even though you barfed over their shoes.