by David Cain

“Derrick, let’s get together later and work on our scene.”

“Sure. Where do you want to go?”

“Let’s grab dinner at Marco’s and then go back to my place to work.”

“Where do you live?”

“A few blocks from Marco’s, those apartments by the shelter.”

“You just want to go over the lines?”

“I have some ideas. You know I’ve been taking a class with Kellerman.”

“The method guy?”

“Yeah, he’s really intense. I really recommend the class. We do all kinds of crazy shit.”

“Wild. I’ve read Stanislavski but haven’t really gone for method acting much.”

“You should. It makes acting so much more interesting. Trying to get inside your characters, trying to find their emotions and motivations and trying to find ways to bring those same expressions out of yourself, by trick or by trade.”

“I’ve never heard it described that way. So what are you thinking about for us?”

“We’ll discuss that tonight. But like, you’re supposed to be my husband. We’ve been married for a long time, almost twenty years and it seems like a pretty good marriage, right?”

“That sounds right to me.”

“So we’ll have to explore what that means, how that would feel, what we might be thinking, doing, wanting, needing, desiring, all culminating in speaking the words written by the author.”

“That sounds so cool. Desiring?”

“Married people, some of them, think about sex. I know my parents did. Which I will not be using in my acting, thank you. People who have been having sex together for twenty years behave differently from people who have never had sex.”

“Like us.”

“That’s something we need to take care of. We have to be able to find a physical familiarity with each other if we’re going to become these characters.”

“How familiar?”

“Did you ever see Patrick Steward play the Scot with the RSC? At one point, he stands behind the Lady and cups her breast in his hand for a silent minute, while they thought. That’s the kind of thing a physically comfortable couple will do. My dad used to handle Mom’s breasts all the time. I’m still not using that, though.”

“So tonight?”

“We’ll talk these characters into the ground, give them rich backstories and figure out what is going on inside their heads. Then we’ll try to find that in ourselves. And we’ll get familiar.”

“Misses Robinson, you are trying to seduce me, aren’t you?”



About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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