Trivial Pursuit #106

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:25pm

SUNDAY IN THE PARK WITH GEORGE is one of STEPHEN SONDHEIM'S true masterpieces, with a wonderful book by JAMES LAPINE. It opened May 2, 1984, at the Booth Theatre and ran for 604 performances.


In SUNDAY, Georges and George struggle to connect to their respective acquaintances, friends and lovers.


In one famous ACT ONE song, George reveals why this is, why painters struggle so much to connect with others.


Why is this? What makes Georges and painters unable to connect?


A very obscure Trivial Pursuit today, so GOOD LUCK!!!

[TxTwoStep]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:26pm

They're obsessed with "Finishing the Hat" or their art, instead of nurturing their relationships.

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:28pm

So close, so very close.

Look a little further...

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:33pm

Hint #1: Outer _____

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:34pm

Because he's too demanding of his muse (move the arm and the bustle higher) but he's too rude and only says "please"?

Updated On: 4/14/05 at 04:34 PM

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:35pm

Wrong Act One song, Tiff, but a great attempt!!!

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:36pm

Your passive-aggressiveness is NOT appreciated. Just give it to me straight. (Well, as "straight" as you can.)





~A sore loser.

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:37pm

He's too consumed with color and light?

[paradox_error]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:38pm

Nice try, though it looks like you're going to have to scroll through a few more songs to get to this one. Yes, Google is your friend...

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:39pm

Who? Me? Google?

*huffs off....*


*...to search engine*

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:41pm

Hint #2: The eyes are the _______ to the soul

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:42pm

He watches the rest of the world through a window while he finishes the hat!

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:43pm

And Tiff has ALMOST got it!!!


The pertinent word being ALMOST!!!

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:45pm

This is the worst climax ever.

[Mister Matt]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:45pm

Studying a face . . . stepping back to look at a face
Leaves a little space in the way, like a window

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:46pm

*slump*

Congratulations, Mister Matt.

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:50pm

WELL, TIFF got SO CLOSE that I'm going to have to award a TIE!!!


YES, Georges proclaims that to you must distance yourself to be a good painter, and yet by distancing yourself, you fail to connect.

"Studying a face,
Stepping back to look at a face
Leaves a little space in the way like a window,
But to see-
It's the only way to see."


For your bonus points, and you are both welcome to answer:


Dot leaves Georges for Louis for many reasons, including because, "You can't eat paintings," and "Louis' always so pleasant, Louis' always so fair."


Another reason is much more...so to speak...gratifying. What is it?

[Type_A_Tiff]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:52pm

It's okay. Mister Matt gets it.



*shleps away to listen to BKLYN instead...stupid Sondwho?*

[TxTwoStep]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:52pm

c'mon, Paradox, just squint and my answer is correct. Like with Seurat's work, change your focus and the picture emerges differently. i'm close enough.

[melissa errico fan]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:54pm

He "kneads her" in bed.

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:54pm

OKAY.


My obscure question can be taken in many ways. ALL of your questions are acceptable, though MISTER MATT'S was the best.

TX, let's make this twosome a threesome!

[Mister Matt]

Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:55pm

He kneads me. Like dough, Georges....

mef was not invited into the bonus round

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 4:58pm

WELL, it's a FOURSOME!!!

MEFan! You are ABSOLUTELY CORRECT!!!


Louis can "make the bread rise" so to speak...


CONGRATULATIONS, all FOUR of you!!!


Your Prizes: An all-expenses paid trip to late 19th-Century France, and every Sunday you will visit the Island of La Grande Jatte, to be painted by a highly underappreciated and obsessive artist.

You are to be preserved for ever in a series of dots. But don't worry about bringing warm clothes, it's very HOT UP HERE...


GOOD NIGHT, FOLKS!!!

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 5:01pm

FINISHING THE HAT


GEORGES
Mademoiselles...
(turns a page)
You end me, pal...
(turns another page)
Second bottle...
Ah, she looks for me...
Bonnet flapping...
Yapping...
Ruff!...
Chicken...
Pastry...
Yes, she looks for me-good.
Let her look for me to tell me why she left me-
As I always knew she would.
I had thought she understood.
They have never understood,
And no reason that they should.
But if anybody could...
Finishing the hat,
How you have to finish the hat.
How you watch the rest of the world
From a window
While you finish the hat.

Mapping out a sky.
What you feel like, planning a sky.
What you feel when voices that come
Through the window
Go
Until they distance and die,
Until there's nothing but sky
And how you're always turning back too late
From the grass or the stick
Or the dog or the light,
How the kind of woman willing to wait's
Not the kind that you want to find waiting
To return you to the night,
Dizzy from the height,
Coming from the hat,
Studying the hat,
Entering the world of the hat,
Reaching through the world of the hat
Like a window,
Back to this one from that.

Studying a face,
Stepping back to look at a face
Leaves a little space in the way like a window,
But to see-
It's the only way to see.

And when the woman that you wanted goes,
You can say to yourself, "Well, I give what I give."
But the women who won't wait for you knows
That, however you live,
There's a part of you always standing by,
Mapping out the sky,
Finishing a hat...
Starting on a hat..
Finishing a hat...
(shows sketch to Fifi)
Look, I made a hat...


Music and Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim
Copyright © ASCAP. All rights reserved.

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Posted: 4/14/05 at 5:02pm

EVERYBODY LOVES LOUIS


DOT
(looking in the direction of George's departure from the park)
Hello, George...
Where did you go, George?
I know you're near, George.
I caught your eyes, George.
I want your ear, George.
I've a surprise, George...

Everybody loves Louis,
Louis' simple and kind.
Everybody loves Louis,
Louis' lovable
Seems we never know, do we,
Who we're going to find?
And Louis the baker is not what I had in mind.
But...

Louis' really an artist:
Louis' cakes are an art.
Louis isn't the smartest-
Louis' popular.
Everybody loves Louis,
Louis bakes from the heart...

The bread, George.
I mean the bread, George.
And then in bed, George...
I mean he kneads me-
I mean like dough, George...
Hello, George...

Louis' always so pleasant,
Louis' always so fair.
Louis makes you feel present,
Louis' generous.
That's the thing about Louis
Louis always is "there."
Louis' thoughts are not hard to follow,
Louis' art is not hard to swallow.

Not that Louis' perfection-
That's what makes him ideal.
Hardly anything worth objection:
Louis drinks a bit,
Louis blinks a bit.
Louis makes a connection,
That's the thing that you feel...
We lose things.
And then we choose things.
And there are Louis's
And there are Georges-
Well, Louis's
And George.
But George has George,
And I need-
Someone-
Louis-
(Louis gives her a pastry and leaves.)
Everybody loves Louis,
Him as well as his cakes.
Everybody loves Louis,
Me included, George.
Not afraid to be gooey,
Louis sells what he makes.
Everybody gets along him.
That's the trouble, nothing's wrong with him.

Louis has to bake his way,
George can only bake his...
(bites into the pastry)
Louis it is.
(Dot goes off.)

Music and Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim
Copyright © ASCAP. All rights reserved.