:: Power Mad ::

Tonight is the night. A hapless stream of hopefuls will traipse before me, hoping their every batted eyelid, sideways shimmy and perky pose will be good enough... to get them a part in Shakers Restirred. I just hope none of them have seen the Japanese horror film, Audition - I only narrowly managed to retain my lunch when watching it two years ago. Well in the woolly world of AmDram this is a "casting", not an audition. "Merely semantics!" I cry, as the terrified ranks of tyrant-pleasers attempt to gain my approval. Well, nearly. I expect I'll ask them all to read one of the monologues then they can have a go at a group bit. Or something. Maybe the casting should include some Krypton Factor-style challenges. A timed race to construct a chair or set of shelves from Ikea? They could build the set for me whilst auditioning! A money saving idea worthy of Brian Potter, methinks...

And I'm not the only one that's every had trouble contructing a flat-pack item from everyone's favourite Swedish retailer:

Other than that, there's no news. In more light-hearted times, I might dwell on the Jimmy Savile look-a-like competition at 3rd test next week or the fact that Stephen Gately "married" his gay lover. Incidentally, I can't decide whether Ananova's use of the term "gay lover" is offensive in its pretentions to sensationalism - or simply a means of avoidly the blandly ubiquitous "partner". Your thoughts on a postcard please...

While I await a deluge of postcards, I'd better get back to terrifying a few actors.