Wednesday, February 21, 2007

And this…

American writer Charles McNulty waxes poetic about the plusses of British acting chops. A snippet..

But it’s not just glorious sound that sets British veterans apart. It’s their ability to wring complex meanings from a single line. They invite us not just into their characters’ minds but into their intricate thought processes as well. Still, it’s not a strictly realistic affair. These talents are drawn from a theatrical heritage that recognises drama as more than a slice of life. Too many US actors have become enslaved to a form of behavioural banality in which the highest value is placed on mimicking everyday life; at its worst fetishising the commonplace at the expense of the revelatory.

Let’s face it: realism for realism’s sake grows tedious. But don’t blame the Method, whose greatest practitioners, such as Marlon Brando, were master stylists, selecting and distilling their actions to endow an appearance of reality with interpretive understanding.

I’ll let you connect the dots.

(yes, I know… but I’m just sitting here waiting for this month’s VTS video to compress and reading my RSS feed. So sue me.)

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