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Last night, I went to see a reading of The Laramie Project: 10 Years Later. It's pretty much what it sounds like; ten years after Mathrw Shepard's murder and the writing of The laramie Project, Tectonic went back to Laramie in 2008 to conduct more interviews in an attempt to see what/how/why the town has changed. But last night's performance was more than just a reading. It was one of 150 readings happening around the world of the same play at more or less the same time. It was the first time the play had been presented (indeed, Tectonic staged the NYC reading). To begin things, Moises Kaufman (introduced by Glenn Close and Judy Shepard!), the man in charge of it all, spoke to every audience via webcast and directed us all to tweet about the show. The reading was followed by a global talkback which also made use of webcasting and Twitter. And the play itself. Oh, the play. It made me think really hard about many things, including the tendency of activism to be incredibly narrow minded. It made me cry a couple of times, each time for a different reason: sadness, frustration, and joy. And perhaps most importantly, it made me astoundingly proud of my community.

THIS is what theatre is supposed to do.

One of the most difficult portions of the show was the interviews with the two murderers. During the interview, Aaron McKinney explains that he does have remorse, but not for the right reasons. He's sorry to Mr. Shepard for taking away his son, and he's sorry to his own father, who he describes as a wonderful father who he disappointed by being a "fuck up." But he's not exactly sorry about killing Mathew. When asked if he feels for Judy Shepard as well, McKinney says he is but "still, she never shuts up about it, and it's been like ten years."

Another reviewer more eloquently explains my thoughts on that moment and the following scene:

Of a number of affecting, alarming or inspiring moments in Ten Years Later, the one that really kicked me in the gut came shortly after, when Kaufman, portrayed here by Eddie Torres, asked Judy Shepard, played by Mary Beth Fisher, if she’d heard they had interviewed McKinney this time. Fisher gave Judy’s words a wry, brittle twist as she replied something like, “Yes. I can’t wait to hear what he has to say this time.” I paraphrase because I was too gobsmacked to take notes as I realized that at approximately that very moment, the Lincoln Center attendees were watching an actor speak those words of Judy’s while the real Judy Shepard sat among them, having just heard McKinney’s heartless dismissal of her tenacity.


So that's a Laramie. A small town that happened to be the sight of a brutal hate crime. The catalyst for a great deal of gay activism and anti hate crime legislation (ok, we haven't actually managed the legislation part). An astoundingly powerful pair of plays.
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Working in theatre means the weekend has lost all connotation.

My schedule now is a fairly standard 8 shows per week. Two shows on Saturday, Sunday, and either one show Tuesday through Friday or one show Wednesday through Friday with an extra matinee thrown in there somewhere. Despite variation, the point remains: weekends are my busiest days and Monday is now my day of rest.

("Rest" here meaning "day to catch up on important things like grocery shopping and personal laundry* and seeing theatre** and actually reading my email for once and everything else that requires me to be somewhere other than a theatre")

By Sunday, I'm not the only one dragging. The entire cast and crew is ready for a break, a breather, a chance to be somewhere other than our admittedly awesome theatre. Monday means no more waiting for the washer to finish. Monday means no more ironing or mending or straightening or running or starching or setting or curling or tacking or brushing or pinning. Monday means sleep and quiet and relaxation and relief.

WHAT IS THIS NONSENSE.

Monday? As the most-anticipated day? Oh theatre, you really have broken my brain.


*Because goodness knows I do enough laundry that is not my own!
**Yes, I spend my day off in theatre whenever possible. Sadly, nearly all theatres are dark on Mondays, so I am forces to smash in shows whenever I can manage it. Still. Seeing theatre = WIN

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