to say, just
how to say it.
CONSULTANT: (from her corner) The “what” is important too.
DIRECTOR: (threateningly) Nobody asked you.
MAN: And how must it be said?
DIRECTOR: Sincerely, with feeling. Your words should come from your very heart… Remember in Faust? “Let apes and children praise your art, if their admiration’s to your taste, But you’ll never speak from heart to heart, unless it rises up from your heart’s space.” Got it? Well! Off you go!
MAN: (reading from the paper in his hand) Dear brother!..
DIRECTOR: Don’t look at the paper but at the camera, right at the camera!
MAN: But there’s no camera.
DIRECTOR: Here, in rehearsal, I’ll play the role of the camera. And tomorrow, during the show, think of it the other way, that the camera’s your director. It’s me, your best friend. Looking into the camera’s eye – directly into the lens, that is – address it as if it were a living person. Keep this in mind: that way you’ll be looking into the eyes of millions of people, and they’ll be looking at you. Clear? Off you go!
MAN: (staring intently at DIRECTOR) Dear brother!..
DIRECTOR: Stop! You’re looking at the camera, and that’s good, but you’ve forgotten to portray grief.
MAN: It’s difficult to remember everything at once – my face, and the camera, and the words, and the grief. I’m afraid of losing the thread.
DIRECTOR: To hell with the words, then! Words are the least of your worries. If you can’t remember, don’t. Words aren’t important in the modern theater. The main thing is to express emotion.
CONSULTANT: (from her corner) All the same, it seems to me that the words are important too.
DIRECTOR: (to CONSULTANT) Should I kick you out now or wait for you to pipe up again? (to MAN) Continue. Your face should be sad but at the same time serene, inspiring energy and optimism. Yes, your best friend has left you too soon, but he will always stay with you, in your heart. He will not be forgotten. His work will never die. And you will be the one to carry it on. So, start over! Sobs constrict your throat…
MAN: (in a strangled voice, while unsuccessfully trying to create a mixture of sadness, energy, and optimism on his face) Dear brother!
DIRECTOR: What are you muttering there?
MAN: This sobbing’s making my throat tight.
DIRECTOR: So it’s tight, but you still have to speak clearly.