think, people... can you project your voice beyond row H, 8 times a week, without training?
acting is an art. acting is also a craft.
who was it here who mentioned Jodi Foster's 'natural' talent? since she started acting (sort of) at age 3, who's to say what's 'natural talent' and what was taught, practiced, crafted?
My brother, for example, just has a naturally loud voice and is able to project properly, without damage to his vocal chords. But, like I said, not EVERYONE needs professional training. However, alot of people do.
Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings.
My name? Hardly seems necessary for you to know it. I also don't see how you knowing who my brother is or how much money he makes would change the fact that he happens to have a loud voice. Frankly, I find it a little creepy that you're so curious.
And by "rich like me," I assume you mean 51 and trying way too hard to seem tough with a cancer stick hanging out of your mouth, which you assume makes you look so bad-ass. In that case, no, my brother is not "rich like you."
Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings.
jeezus weezus... people around here can't take a joke...
"What's your name? Who's your daddy? (he rich...) Is he rich like me? Has he taken any time (to show) To show you what you need to live Tell it to me slowly. Tell you why I really want to know It's the time of the season for loving..."
I really do think for some their technique is really that they have no technique. Just like method works for some, or that breathing one or that Viewpoints thing that I still don't get, some just, as the cliche goes, learn their lines and try not to bump into the furniture.
oh, and don't tell your almost replica, but I think I like you a tad more. But just in case, don't mention anything because either you look caught in a dangerous spot or you are the frightening one.
... sorry, something on TV distracted me. what were we talking about? the conversation seems to have drifted way off topic. wasn't this about actors and actors' training...
anyway, i was thinking of the way Roman Polanski's masterwork, based on Ira Levin's masterwork, parallels Hannah Arendt's memorable commentary about the banality of evil. How boring Roman and annoying Minnie Castevet and a coven of nerdy, unassuming people - a pair of spinsters, a retired dentist, a gynecologist near retirement, a doorman, a third rate Viennese painter (... wait, that's a different story altogether) - convince a selfish, bad actor to hand over the dullest woman in the world to become the mother of Satan's son! And Hellsmouth is a rundown apartment building on NY's upper west side (not the most appealing neighborhood at the time, but the homeland of Arendt's adherents, NY's educated liberal Jews). The way Polanski turns that building into a fully developed character in and of itself is remarkable! Don't you think?