"Did Someone Say,
Murder?"
March 15 & 16, 2007
Behind the Scenes
Pictures by Mr. G and students who I handed my camera to periodically. Captions by Mr. G.
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The controlled chaos backstage that is the Makeup Room.
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Lindsay helps Kali with her hair.
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Claire joins the Makeup team this play - meaning that Claire has officially been on every crew possible, including being the Stage Manager!
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The blue "swinging door" was supposed to take about an hour to paint and mount. We were wrong.
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We lost the hinge directions. It didn't fit the frame. Stephen got a picture of a double-swing door hinge in action at work.
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Eventually we even considered hacksawing it into tiny, tiny pieces and exploding them. Instead we just converted it into an elegant "door frame."
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But in the makeup room, people are blissfully unaware of the travails of the swinging blue door.
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Pictures were being taken at jaunty angles.
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Nicole loomed over people's shoulders.
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Lindsay walked around with that look she has.
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Even Karly showed up. Hey, Karly!
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Lots o' hanging out. Megan was our Makeup Designer.
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Me, barely visible against what was a beautiful March sky.
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Lauren looks skeptically at her wig, as Chloe does hair in the background.
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Chelsea, in the middle of a ... I don't know ... high-five? thumbs-up? clapping? strangling motion?
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Megan, spray-painting Kelsey as she kneels, execution-style.
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It will be grey. Oh boy, will it be grey.
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Johora, picking things out of Kristina's hair. Or fixing it. I don't know.
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Jessica managed to stumble in, eventually, moaning about having woken up in a ditch or something.
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Ironically, Lauren's carefully managed hair will be hidden under that aforementioned wig. BUT - for a good, surprise reason.
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Guys just don't feel natural in a makeup room. We tend to stand around awkwardly, folding our arms or hands, and looking about with vague smiles.
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Props Mistress Irene made a beautiful Lobster Special.
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Amanda and Irene make last minute preparations on stage.
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Angela, uh, watches.
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And yet again - the Program Folding Crew is having the best time out of anybody. How do they do it?!
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Dress Rehearsal
Pictures by Mr. G. Captions by Mr. G.
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Dress Rehearsal!
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The Elsinores (Josh C & Kristina) dine as the Hostess (Lindsay) scowls.
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Flower Girl (Lisa) sweetly accuses Joe (Wes), "What are you? Some kind of cheapskate!?"
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As I went into the audience with my camera, my Period 2 class turned to look at me.
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"No!" I cried, "Look at the amazing performance on stage!"
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Then they fell asleep.
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Mrs. Salt (Lauren) and Mrs. Cabbage (Kelsey) are shown their seats.
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Characters have to eat on stage (it's a restaurant). The audience only sees the fake food from their perspective. Characters eat the rice.
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Yummy!
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Lindsay in a classic murder mystery pose.
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The Elsinores are very dignified. Neither one is hiding a secret. Or ... ARE THEY? >.>
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Amanda controls the puppet strings from the Stage Manager's booth.
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Backstage, the set does not look as "magical."
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All of the chairs were actually faux-upholstered by our props crew. We spent about $40 to create 8 chairs that look $100 each.
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The Waiter (Tanner) and Waitress (Jessica) finally come to take Joe & Mary's order (Wes & Johora).
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Through forensic makeup techniques, and age-progression technology, we've depicted Kelsey as she will actually look at age 25.
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Bus Girl (Kali) comes out to offer water and bread. Neither are appreciated.
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The real Mithington's (Josh D & Tori) arrive. Scandalous!
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Josh has thoroughly managed the comic pose of "smug." Tori is blissfully unaware that anything is going on.
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The Manager (Nicole) in a non-golden-matador costume.
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Chris, up at the Lights board.
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He actually got to pull them levers and turn them knobs an' whatnot.
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This is what the stage looks like from the Light & Sound Booth. Except a little brighter.
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Mr. Dale Miller, our Sound Engineer for the past 5 years.
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Rathbone (Mary) arrives, ready to solve the case.
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Cookie (Stephen) is from Italy. If his "Mario Bros." accent doesn't clue you in, then maybe the subtle Italian flag on his costume will.
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Irene, our exchange student from Italy, taught Stephen everything he needed to know about sounding 100% genuine Italian.
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Oops, Kali died.
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Oops, and Mary.
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Eh, what can you do?
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Oops, Lindsay died.
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Josh D confronts Josh C. ZOMG! Too many Joshes! *implode*
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Oops, Josh D died.
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I was really happy with our set design.
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We used a sponging technique, a subtle yellow over a golden background in an attempt to make it look rich.
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Kudos to Amanda for her draping technique, which made our 145 feet (really) of deep garnet fabric look good.
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And there's that !#@$ doorway. I mean, uh, we intended for it not to be a navy blue swinging door that matched the platforms perfectly. >.>
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Performance!
Pictures by Kim Morin ('09). Captions by Mr. G.
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Cayla and Brandon (House Manager) staff the Box Office. It's financial madness-madness-madness!
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Nick and Candy cheerfully greet a customer, as Moriah looks on.
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Before opening night, I slammed my shin into a black riser backstage while the lights were out. I actually still have a knot on my leg from it.
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It hurt SO MUCH. I kind of babbled in the intro, and Bobby's cell phone went off. But it was all good.
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Joe and Mary arrive at the restaurant.
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The Hostess tries to blow them off, unsuccessfully.
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The snooty Elsinores come in.
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Mrs. Elsinore fixes her hair.
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"Only fifteen bucks!"
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"Bread?" "No!"
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Mrs. Salt and Mrs. Cabbage arrive.
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Mrs. Salt buys a flower for Mr. Elsinore. ("Oh dear.")
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The Waitress recites lines from "Hamlet" instead of taking the order.
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The real Mithingtons arrive. Mr. Mithington is displeased. Mrs. Mithington is confused. "But that's not us!"
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Rathbone is on the scene to solve tonight's murder!
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The Waitress takes offense at Rathbone's inquiries.
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Joe and Mary ... unable to leave!
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So! Much! Tension!
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Mary, coughing or something.
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Mrs. Mithington is amazed at the Waitress who is amazed at Rathbone who is amazed at someone else.
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The Manager and Rathbone chitchat while the Hostess scowls.
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"Give-a me back my-a bloody-a hat-a!"
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"You don't like-a my cooking?" "No! I love your cooking!"
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The detective! Dead?
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Just kidding.
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Secrets are revealed.
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A brawl almost breaks out!
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"Smithy?"
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"But that was all a lie, Elsinore! ... A lie! ................... A lie!"
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"Guess he got the wrong plate of chicken."
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Why is it always the Flower Girls who die?
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Counting to see how many people are, in fact, left alive.
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"All right, all right ... I'm not really dead ..."
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".... I'm BLIND."
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"But HE didn't snatch the plate of chicken. *I* did."
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Mrs. Salt, revealed!
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"... from Transpuffingtonkaka- kakakakakaistanivania!"
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Where the wind always rustles through their blond, spylike hair.
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Mrs. Elsinore realizes the message is for her!
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Rathbone is so relentlessly cheerful.
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The Waitress feigns death.
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"I wasn't always a cook at this restaurant."
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"SPY SCHOOL!!"
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Mary, quite dead in her plate of Lobster Special.
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"Bogar?"
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"Silly girl. I don't fight with the body ... I fight with the mind."
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"Dr. Eleanor Worthington Nicholby, the leading poison expert in ... THE WORLD."
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Rathbone, suddenly evil, channels the spirit of Sean Connery. "Bully for you. Genius."
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"... the C.I.A."
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They're not really dead, you see.
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"I'm not really Elsinore. I killed Elsinore years ago, and took his place ... AS A SPY."
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"I am also secretly a cave troll."
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"Come to Mama."
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"I don't want to break up." "Oh, all right." (beaming smile)
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And the world was saved, thanks to ... uh ... I'm not really sure. But it's safe now.
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Final bows.
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We bowed to Soft Cell's "Tainted Love." I don't know why ...
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But we had fun. ~~~ FIN ~~~
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