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Not under my watch, bitch! I'm the fat girl with awful skin and glasses who can actually sing but never gets cast in a leading role. I'm the slow agonizing death of this "discipline". I'm painful to watch and inspire people to just pull the plug. The slaps are not staged. I'm the overweight Jewish girls, who will never work as actresses, destined to have their hearts broken by the gay guys they fall in love with.
I'm the same dusty, tired-ass acting teachers still teaching Meisner and "The Method" year after year, even after 80 years of them not helping a single actor be interesting onstage! I'm the totally chill, good-looking straight theater major who is crushed on by all the girls, most of the boys and definitely the instructor. I am the pile of dusty used condoms discovered in the dressing room of the visiting "professional" actor hired to show the students the real world of the legitimate theater.
Every student wanted to have sex with him and he wanted to let them. Does it come from the exercises you perform nightly with your instrument? Does it come from studying Stanislavski and Grotowski?
