Friday, March 13, 2009

I blame the set designer

Yes, I do. I blame him for the fact that Jakob is now hobbling around the house with his knee swollen and in a bandage.

I get ahead of myself. Let me back up . . .

Tuesday evening I brought over some food for the hubby at rehearsal and was privileged to see the set. Something looked off to me so I asked the hubby. He said "Remember the Hamlet set?" and I nodded. "Same guy," he said and munched away at his dinner. Ahhhh, that explains it. This set designer goes for "form over function"; meaning, for those of you who do not speak theatre, he likes what looks good not necessarily what is safe and usable for the actors. On the Hamlet set, the stairs were too tall and one of the actors fell and broke his leg. This set is no different. It doesn't look right. It looks . . . off . . . I guess is the best way I can describe it. I just kept thinking to myself "someone is going to get hurt on this ridiculous set" and guess what . . . it happened.

Wednesday night near 11:45pm I get a call from the director and the hubby. First words out of Jakob's mouth are "Don't get nervous, I'm alright". Yeah, like those words aren't going to send up a little warning signal in my brain. So of course I answer back "what did you do?" and he said "I'm getting checked out by some EMTs right now" and that sends the yellow warning signal to a bit darker red. "EMTs? What happened?" is all I can reply. "I slipped/tripped on the set in one of the cauldrons and slammed my knee into the side of it. I stepped where I normally step during the battle scene and I guess my foot didn't take," is what he tells me while I'm hearing a bunch of people moving around in the background. "Is anything broken?" I ask. "No, luckily enough. I've just got a gash on my knee and it is swelling up. We're ending rehearsal right now. I'm on my way home." and we said our goodbyes. Since I was half asleep during the first part of the conversation, I had to sit there for a minute to let everything process. Then I saw him hobble through the door and yep, he was hurt. Jakob doesn't limp unless he has to and he was limping.

Fast-forward to today, Friday. The show opens next Wednesday, the 18th. Jakob has a bit more movement in his knee, but I can see it still bothers him when he's walking or just sitting. To top it all off, he has a developing nasty cold which is lowering and losing his voice. Not good for a stage actor. So busted knee and feeling rotten, he still wants to go into rehearsal and is still planning on doing his fightscenes the way he was doing them before. Oi vey. This could get interesting.

Isn't theatre life delightful?

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