#1
Posted: 11/28/05 at 8:12pm
For me it would be the ending of Cabaret, especially the revival. For those of you who haven't seen it, here's a brief summary.
Cliff has just left on a train to Paris, escaping the Nazis. Then the Emcee came on, still imploring us to forget everything bad.
"In here, life... is beautiful," he said, painfully whispering the 'beautiful.'
"The girls...are beautiful. Even the orchestra is beautiful."
And he gestured; the lights focused on where the band should have been. But there wasn't any. Yet the music continued, the wall in front of the set fell away.
The set disappeared; the cast stood, shadowy and dim.
And then there was light. Not ordinay light, but a stark white light, one so pure yet so alone that you couldn't tell if it was a heaven or another place that you were seeing.
The increasingly discordant music built to a terrifying roar; the only sounds were an ominous rumbling that seemed to crawl inside you and a violin shrieking.
The violin stopped. Al you could see was shadows and white light. All you could hear was the rumbling.
Then there was silence.
"Auf weidersehen," the Emcee said.
"A bientot....."
Then, slowly, he took off his coat. He was wearing the clothes of a prisoner, a concentration camp prisoner.
The drumroll sounded. The cymbals clashed. And then there was darkness.
So, after that lengthy essay, what's the scariest moment for you?
Cliff has just left on a train to Paris, escaping the Nazis. Then the Emcee came on, still imploring us to forget everything bad.
"In here, life... is beautiful," he said, painfully whispering the 'beautiful.'
"The girls...are beautiful. Even the orchestra is beautiful."
And he gestured; the lights focused on where the band should have been. But there wasn't any. Yet the music continued, the wall in front of the set fell away.
The set disappeared; the cast stood, shadowy and dim.
And then there was light. Not ordinay light, but a stark white light, one so pure yet so alone that you couldn't tell if it was a heaven or another place that you were seeing.
The increasingly discordant music built to a terrifying roar; the only sounds were an ominous rumbling that seemed to crawl inside you and a violin shrieking.
The violin stopped. Al you could see was shadows and white light. All you could hear was the rumbling.
Then there was silence.
"Auf weidersehen," the Emcee said.
"A bientot....."
Then, slowly, he took off his coat. He was wearing the clothes of a prisoner, a concentration camp prisoner.
The drumroll sounded. The cymbals clashed. And then there was darkness.
So, after that lengthy essay, what's the scariest moment for you?
Updated On: 11/28/05 at 08:12 PM