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So, school's out and I have nothing to do but kill my brain with opera and historical mysteries, currently Edward Marston's Elizabethan Theater series, which is almost good, but Nick Bracewell is always right, and always settles the disputes, ect. And no-one has character development between books.
Also, if anyone reads SF/F, I'd like to pimp Kage Baker's Company series, in which they are immortal cyborgs - but she manages to pull it off. I never got the feeling that they had it too easy, but there were also never moments of "But couldn't they just..."
Bellini: Sonnambula: A Parody
Coro: We are villagers. Please dismiss us.
Lisa: I shall now set up the dramatic tension of the opera. Also, I am a bitch.
Alessio: I have some lines. Remember them; they’re my last.
Alessio: Lisa, notice me!
Lisa: I hate you!
Alessio: It’s because I’m a baritone, isn’t it?
Coro, Alessio: We love Amina!
Lisa: Amina stole my man! Although there is no reason for him to be mine. She stole him, really!
Amina: I am pure. And sweet.
Teresa: I am Amina’s mother. And a plot device.
Notario: Please ignore me.
Elvino: I don’t really have a character, but I can be sickly sweet with Amina!
Count Rodolfo: I am sketchy. Also, you might think my aria about how I know this village has something to do with the plot – but you’d be wrong. Same with the long digression about my son. Now I shall flirt with Lisa and Amina, because every nobleman in opera has a flirting quota.
Teresa: I was possessed by the Exposition Fairy. There’s an apparition in town!
Rodolfo: I’ll check that out.
Elvino: I am jealous, which presages my behavior later on.
Amina: It was nothing.
Elvino: Oh, OK. Also, did you notice that my name sucks?
Later That Night
Rodolfo: I am still sketchy, and staying at Lisa’s house.
Lisa: He’s a count and he doesn’t have a dumb name!
Amina: I am a sleepwalker.
Rodolfo: Title! Title!
Lisa: I don’t notice that she’s a sleepwalker, even though she’s talking to Elvino, who is Not Here.
Rodolfo: Despite my sketchiness, I will not take advantage of Amina.
Alessio and Coro: Amima’s sleeping with the Count! In a way.
Elvino: I told you my being jealous was important! No marriage for you!
Coro: We’re going to appeal to the Count, who can’t seem to decide whether his role is Sketchy Nobleman or Authority Figure.
Amina: O my cruel fate.
Teresa: Eat something, dear.
Elvino: I won’t talk to you.
Coro: The Count says she’s innocent!
Elvino: Like we should believe him.
in the village
Alessio: Look at me! I have Lines!
Alessio: Lisa, Elvino won’t marry you.
Coro: Haha, you’re wrong! Also, we are fickle, and don’t care about Amina, as long as we get beer.
Lisa: YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Rodolfo: I have now decided that I will be the Benevolent Authority Figure. Hey guys! Sleepwalkers exist! Amina’s one!
Coro: You’re kidding.
Rodolfo: No, really.
Teresa: Don’t wake Amina. She’s *cough, cough* sleeping. pause Elvino, you’re marrying Lisa? You should know she was under the Count’s bed. You know, the one who doesn’t have a stupid name.
Elvino: But I’m a tenor! She can’t cheat on me! I hate women.
Rodolfo: Amina’s innocent. Really.
Amina: I’m a sleepwalker. Look.
Coro: Uh, I guess the Count was right.
Elvino: She is innocent! We can still get married.
Amina: Ah non creadea mirarti ecc.
Coro: No, it’s OK! You’re getting married!
Amina: Hooray! Finale time!
Fine
Lisa and Alessio: Hey! What about us? Don’t we get closure? long silence Uh, I guess not, then.
Also, if anyone reads SF/F, I'd like to pimp Kage Baker's Company series, in which they are immortal cyborgs - but she manages to pull it off. I never got the feeling that they had it too easy, but there were also never moments of "But couldn't they just..."
Bellini: Sonnambula: A Parody
Coro: We are villagers. Please dismiss us.
Lisa: I shall now set up the dramatic tension of the opera. Also, I am a bitch.
Alessio: I have some lines. Remember them; they’re my last.
Alessio: Lisa, notice me!
Lisa: I hate you!
Alessio: It’s because I’m a baritone, isn’t it?
Coro, Alessio: We love Amina!
Lisa: Amina stole my man!
Amina: I am pure. And sweet.
Teresa: I am Amina’s mother. And a plot device.
Notario: Please ignore me.
Elvino: I don’t really have a character, but I can be sickly sweet with Amina!
Count Rodolfo: I am sketchy. Also, you might think my aria about how I know this village has something to do with the plot – but you’d be wrong. Same with the long digression about my son. Now I shall flirt with Lisa and Amina, because every nobleman in opera has a flirting quota.
Teresa: I was possessed by the Exposition Fairy. There’s an apparition in town!
Rodolfo: I’ll check that out.
Elvino: I am jealous, which presages my behavior later on.
Amina: It was nothing.
Elvino: Oh, OK. Also, did you notice that my name sucks?
Later That Night
Rodolfo: I am still sketchy, and staying at Lisa’s house.
Lisa: He’s a count and he doesn’t have a dumb name!
Amina: I am a sleepwalker.
Rodolfo: Title! Title!
Lisa: I don’t notice that she’s a sleepwalker, even though she’s talking to Elvino, who is Not Here.
Rodolfo: Despite my sketchiness, I will not take advantage of Amina.
Alessio and Coro: Amima’s sleeping with the Count! In a way.
Elvino: I told you my being jealous was important! No marriage for you!
Coro: We’re going to appeal to the Count, who can’t seem to decide whether his role is Sketchy Nobleman or Authority Figure.
Amina: O my cruel fate.
Teresa: Eat something, dear.
Elvino: I won’t talk to you.
Coro: The Count says she’s innocent!
Elvino: Like we should believe him.
in the village
Alessio: Look at me! I have Lines!
Alessio: Lisa, Elvino won’t marry you.
Coro: Haha, you’re wrong! Also, we are fickle, and don’t care about Amina, as long as we get beer.
Lisa: YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Rodolfo: I have now decided that I will be the Benevolent Authority Figure. Hey guys! Sleepwalkers exist! Amina’s one!
Coro: You’re kidding.
Rodolfo: No, really.
Teresa: Don’t wake Amina. She’s *cough, cough* sleeping. pause Elvino, you’re marrying Lisa? You should know she was under the Count’s bed. You know, the one who doesn’t have a stupid name.
Elvino: But I’m a tenor! She can’t cheat on me! I hate women.
Rodolfo: Amina’s innocent. Really.
Amina: I’m a sleepwalker. Look.
Coro: Uh, I guess the Count was right.
Elvino: She is innocent! We can still get married.
Amina: Ah non creadea mirarti ecc.
Coro: No, it’s OK! You’re getting married!
Amina: Hooray! Finale time!
Fine
Lisa and Alessio: Hey! What about us? Don’t we get closure? long silence Uh, I guess not, then.