We hosted the local toy-throwing championships at our rehearsal last night. One member of the cast took umbrage at the behaviour of several other members of the cast and she launched into a good old fashioned – and highly entertaining – rant.
After she had calmed down, we continued, but the director chose to raise the issue during his feedback session. During the subsequent backlash, he lost his rag and threw a total hissy fit, complete with flecks of spittle flying from his mouth. Words were Exchanged and Things were Said (and naturally, egos were bruised). Judging from the black looks that passed between some of the active participants in the evening’s festivities, our next rehearsal is going to be Awkward.
Owing to my recent training in Applied Tantrum Psychology, I was able to hold myself serenely aloof from the proceedings and let the heated invective pass me by like a stream flowing around a stone. Nevertheless, I do foresee difficult times ahead, because while one almost expects a bit of instability from Amateur Actors Who Take Themselves Very Seriously, I just cannot respect a director who is incapable of keeping his temper in check.