Thursday, September 27, 2012

One Man. One Goal. One Fringe Season.

Regular readers of this sporadic blog might know that from time to time I like to do a bit of acting. I'm not a trained actor per se, in that I didn't attend such esteemed institutions as RADA, LAMBA, LADA or BADABING, however that hasn't stopped me from tackling such meaty roles as, 'The Big Bad Wolf', 'Gerry Brownlee', 'All three of the three bears in Goldilocks & The Three Bears at once', and 'Godzilla'. Godzilla was particularly tricky as I couldn't see out of his big green foamy head and had to negotiate my way by lifting my green flippers high while feeling for set/actors/children with my green rubber gloves. I only fell over once, but that was due more to a two hour session at the Dux before the final show.

Regular readers will also know that I've done a show called 'Heroic Faun No. One' a couple of times. It's a one-man show about my time as a featured extra on the Disney film, 'The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion The Witch & The Wardrobe.' One-man shows are done for two reasons. The first is so an established and famous actor can show off without fear of being upstaged by some young go-getter just out of LABIA. Jean-Luc Picard handled 43 parts in his one-man adaptation of 'A Christmas Carol', and the baddie from Beverly Hills Cop has done heaps of one-man shows, probably because everyone is too scared to share the stage with him.

"Go on...say your line punk."
A friend of mine, who was a centaur in 'The Lion The Witch & The Wardrobe', waited at stage door to get this man's autograph after his one-man version of 'The Metamorphosis', and he metamorphosised my friend into a blubbering wreck when he couldn't get the cap off his Sharpie fast enough. My friend is 6' 2" and bald, and this Beverly Hills baddie crushed him like the dung beetle he'd just been pretending to be. Scary stuff.

The second reason one-man shows are done is because the actor is not well known, and has no money to pay for things like other actors, set, props, costumes, producers, publicists, designers and a director, but still craves the opportunity to wake up in the middle of the night soaking in stress induced sweat, wondering if they will get 30% for the season to make enough to cover the venue and projector hire, indemnity insurance, festival registration fee, 500 flyers, 50 posters, bottle of spirit gum, crepe hair, wig, green and red fabric and back up rubber sword.

Thankfully I have managed to surround myself with a small group of tremendously talented and generous people who seem happy to give up their time and expertise to help me run around on stage in green tights for 55 minutes playing 12 different people, none of whom are Godzilla. If you happen to be in Melbourne anytime from this Friday until October 13th, you might want to come along by going here first.

If you're not you can still like the Heroic Faun Facebook Page.

I will do my best to post regular updates on how the season is progressing, unless I have to flee the country to Tasmania.

Finally, if like me you like cats, then watch this. Thanks to Gareth for putting it on his FB page