The Glass Butterfly
We are a class of 9! Douglas walked in and shocked the heck out of everyone! And we thought we had dwindled to 8 after so long.
Let’s start with the reading. David Mamet’s Oleanna was very thought-provoking. The John-versus-Carol dynamics played out over the 3 Acts tugged me back and forth, rooting for John, then Carol, then John and so on. I think there is no moral winner, as I wrote in my essay. But I was definitely on John’s side and thinking Carol as the manipulative bithch at the end of the play. Marcus made a good point in class though. Maybe part of the reason I side with John is because I am male and he appealed to me not only via the words, but also his gender and actions and how Carol treated him.
The Glass Butterfly. A play set in wartime. A sick boy’s wishes and yearnings. I thought I will write something abstract. But the plot device of the Glass Butterfly kind of fell apart when the characters created, generated too much confusion and the line between fantasy and reality was too undefined for its own good. Well, at the end of it all, I didn’t really like what I wrote and I wasn’t really expecting praises. I mean, if a writer does not believe in his own work, how can he expect others to?
The main thing we learnt during the lesson: Even though we don’t show or describe it, we should have a good knowledge of the world our plot and character reside in so that we can understand them better.
The next assignment is wordless! Pure italics… (Only stage directions since no words may be spoken) This is going to be very very interesting…
