Thursday, July 8, 2010

Paul the octopus strikes again

Paul predicted Germany would lose to Spain in last night's semi-final match, and they did.

Carles Puyol's header in the 73rd minute off a corner will see Spain in their first World Cup final after an impressive 1-0 win over Germany in Durban.

Paul now has a perfect record in the FIFA tournament, this year he correctly chose the winner in each of Germany's six matches.

I'm still not sure whether the octopus has magical powers, is very lucky or if there is some food-tampering going on, but the whole fiasco brings some light and fluffiness to the game.

Spain will play the Netherlands in the 2010 final on Sunday, the 11th of July.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Review: A Little Night Music, Opera Australia

I saw Opera Australia's production of A Little Night Music in Sydney tonight.

For now, here's a brief-ish review.

I'll begin by admitting the show isn't my favourite Sondheim piece. It is everything he's loved for though: a satirical yet sadly realistic depiction of the best but usually the worst of people.

But onto the actual production...

Since I was reasonably unfamiliar with the music a lot of the lyrics in the quicker, wordier songs were almost completely lost on me. The Quintet harmonised beautifully but their diction was lacking at times. Sigrid Thornton was underwhelming- she could hold a tune but it was obvious in Send in the Clowns that she capitalised on telling the story via acting and speak-singing rather than through the use of her singing voice- which was disappointing but not unsurprising.

Anthony Warlow was his usual charming self who makes minced meat of almost any melody (anyone who can make Sondheim sound like little work deserves some praise!). Lucy Maunder was a convincing Anne and Katrina Retallick as Charlotte Malcolm and her husband played by Ben Lewis provided the lighter moments with great comedic timing. Nancye Hayes' "Liasons" was engaging and gave audiences a much needed moment to reflect on the thematic content of the show up to that point.

The use of a revolving section of the stage was effective and appropriately symbolic- particularly during the waltz at the beginning of the first act. Fredrick and Carl-Magnus' car skit at the beginning of the second act was also particularly funny and well staged.

The standout of the night was Kate Maree Hoolihan's "The Miller's Son". Perfectly delivered: singing, acting, staging and all.

The Opera House's incredibly inflated prices were a turn off (particularly for a musical) but it's understandable that the big names of Warlow and Thornton would be enough to deliver decent houses. On Wednesday night the auditorium was almost completely full; a healthy sign that there are people out there willing to give Wicked a break (at least for one night).

Overall, a good production but nothing particularly hair-raising (other than Hoolihan's belting ballad as noted). The show is food for thought though, to be sure, and a must see for Sondheim fans. Who knows when it will next get a life in Australia.

Rating: 3/5








A Little Night Music
Opera Australia
Sydney Opera House
Until July 15th, 2010

Creatives:
Director Stuart Maunder
Conductor Andrew Greene
Set & Costume Designer Roger Kirk
Lighting Designer Trudy Dalgleish
Choreographer Elizabeth Hill
Sound Designer John O'Donnell

Cast:
Desiree Armfeldt Sigrid Thornton
Fredrick Egerman Anthony Warlow
Mme Armfeldt Nancye Hayes
Charlotte Malcolm Katrina Retallick
Carl-Magnus Malcolm Ben Lewis
Anne Egerman Lucy Maunder
Henrik Egerman Matthew Robinson
Petra Kate Maree Hoolihan
Fredrika Erica Lovell
Frid Anthony Lawrence
Mrs Nordstrom Katherine Wiles
Mrs Segstrom Jane Parkin
Mrs Anderssen Jacqueline Dark
Mr Erlanson Kanen Breen
Mr Lindquist Byron Watson

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Some shameless self promotion...

When I am not writing, working or studying, I sing, dance and act. Hooray!

This is my performance of the song, "The Fire Within Me," from the beautiful musical, Little Women (lyrics by Mindi Dickstein, music by Jason Howland).

At this point in the musical, Jo March (the protagonist) is grieving the death of her sister (Beth) and is trying to figure out what to make of her life and decide where to go from here.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Octopus accurately predicts World Cup results


The funniest things happen during the World Cup.

One would think Paul the octopus would back his own team, just like any other Pom at the international tournament. But this English-born sea creature (born at Sea Life in Weymouth, on the south English coast) is keeping it real.

When two plastic boxes containing food were placed into the octopus' tank in Sea Life, Oberhausen, western Germany, one with a German flag, the other an England flag, Paul lost no time climbing into the German box.

He was right too, Germany beat England 4-1 today in their last 16 clash.

The 'oracle' is on a winning streak. Earlier in the tournament, he correctly predicted Germany would beat Ghana and Australia in their group D matches and that they would lose to Serbia.

So is it just pure luck or is there magic in the water?

Either way, I'm looking forward to following the animal's next predictions.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

If all the pictures of boats in the sea don't help, look at this oil slicken beach







As we reach day 67 of the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, here is another video to add to the evidence piling up of what is seemingly an imminent, large-scale environmental disaster (if you don't already consider it a disaster).

This YouTuber's video films Destin Beach in Florida on a typical summers day. What isn't typical about this beach is that oil covers the sand (and consequently those who walk on the sand) and has thoroughly infiltrated the water.

Not only does the beach look disgusting but it is frustrating and disheartening to see the actions of a few stupid, stupid people in the oil industry (*achoo* BP) affect so many on such a large scale. This is a family beach for crying out loud!

The video also demonstrates how far the oil spill has traveled. What was originally about 60km off the Louisiana coast (at the time of explosion) has now spread well over a 300km radius and continues to grow. Two states; Mississippi and Alabama separate Louisiana and Florida, but the spill knows no bounds- just like scientists and engineers still can't figure out a way to stop this man-made disaster.

It's easy to forget about what is happening on the other side of the globe when it doesn't directly effect you, but spare a thought for the almost helpless citizens of America whose lives have been impacted for the short, and possibly the long term.

Here's to hoping they find a fix soon- and learn from their mistakes (whoever 'they'-aka those responsible- are).

The Queen is out and about- at the tennis



Attending Wimbeldon is not part of the Queen's royal duties, but on the weekend Queen Elizabeth returned as spectator to the tennis tournament for the first time in 33 years.

It was only fitting that she also enjoyed watching Britain's Andy Murray win his Centre Court match in an easy sweep against Finland's Jarkko Nieminen (6-3, 6-4, 6-2).

The last time Queen Elizabeth visited Wimbeldon in 1977, Virginia Wade won the women's title for Britain. (The special touch of a monarch's presence perhaps?)

The Queen received a standing ovation from the crowd, and a bow from both Murray and Nieminen, as she took her seat in the Royal Box. I wonder what the Rod Laver Arena's equivalent is to a 'Royal Box'?

I'm not going to get into the technical detail of the game, I just think it is nice that the Queen attended a match. Whatever 'nice' means. An empty gesture perhaps?

But what a Royal welcome she got! Just some of the seemingly unending list of tasks she had to complete on the day included: walking around the ground to give fans who had queued for hours the chance to see her, walking to another court where a 'special' green carpet was laid so she could watch some junior players hit the ball around. She then met a number of tennis champions (namely the top four seeds in the ladies' singles - Serena and Venus Williams, Caroline Wozniacki and Jelena Jankovic - and three leading male players - Roger Federer, Novak Djokovic and Andy Roddick; Nadal was too busy preparing for his own match- selfish, selfish!) before lunching at the All England Club.

Of course the Queen couldn't leave empty handed so during lunch she was given miniature versions of the men's and ladies' trophies as a memento of her visit. All together now: "awww". In the words of Darryl Kerrigan, they're going "straight to the pool room"... along with the other half a million trinkets and trophies given to the poor woman on her travels around the world.

This was Queen Elizabeth II's fourth visit in her 58-year reign so she mustn't like the tennis much. Why choose tennis? I don't know, she doesn't even bother attending the cricket. And who cares if she does or doesn't display and evoke nationalism by rocking up to sport matches anyway?

Nonetheless, we'll be expecting you in Melbourne next January Queenie. Would be a good excuse to save face over here... you are the queen regnant after all. Or better still, check out The Ashes in Brisbane come November this year. We'll give your boys a run for their money.

Fans camp in the hundreds outside theatre for Eclipse premiere- but why?


The third installment of the Twilight saga, Eclipse, was welcomed by fans in Los Angeles with open arms, squeals and some dizzy spells. Apparently the 'awesomeness' of the modern-day gothic/vampire/werewolf teenager flick induces nausea and a whole lot of obsessiveness.

Said nausea is brought about for various, often completely opposing reasons. One being the disbelief humble, everyday 'Jane' is standing a few meters away from eye candy Jacob and his youthful buffness (aka Taylor Lautner) and the pasty, scrawny Edward (aka Robert Pattinson). The other instigator of nausea is the sheer multitude of extensive 'newsworthy' coverage that graces our newspapers, magazines, televisions, radios and online sites for days feeding off Twilight mania.

That being said, the following images will probably be of little surprise to you:

Yes, many people camped outside the Nokia Theatre in Los Angeles on some sort of pilgrimage to welcome the new Twilight film and its stars. Some set up camp on Sunday when the premiere was not until Thursday night. Of course, many had movie t-shirts, cardboard cutouts, snuggly rugs, posters, the novels and each other to keep themselves company.

But the question that begs to be asked is why?

I cannot answer that question because I do not understand the obsession myself. The observation that Twilight has struck a chord with much of the nation and particularly with young adults and tweens seems rather obvious. So much that in a hundred years time film studies and literature students will probably be analysing the significance of Twilight as a marker of early 21st Century culture (I already feel sorry for them).

Perhaps I am being dramatic and using too many cliches. Perhaps I really shouldn't have spent four hours of my life watching the first two films when my ears began bleeding after the first 50 cliches.

On a serious vein, it is 'something' to witness a mass of young people frantically screaming as human beings walk by, desperately reaching out for a kiss, hug, photo or a signature (a similar crowd have jumped on the Bieber bandwagon).

Stephenie Meyer was shocked by her novels' reception. She told Time Magazine: "I'm waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under me ... But it keeps being huge ... I still have no idea". When Eclipse, the novel, was released about this time two years ago it bumped the final Harry Potter book off the top spot of many best-seller lists. Is Meyer the new J.K Rowling? This time for an audience that is essentially the same in age but different in sensibilities? What is an accurate measure of the series' success anyway?

I think the key ingredient that can be contributed to the novels' success is the formulaic plot. Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Girl falls in love with boy. It is a forbidden love. They are both at odds with each other as to how to get what they both want. In the mean time the sexual tension builds. Then another boy is added to the mix. He is attractive too and a love triangle develops. The latter relationship is easier but the forbidden one is deeper. A battle ensues as their loyalties and hearts are put to the test. Only one boy can win. Who will it be? How will it come about? Oh, the suspense!

But really, here are some other possible reasons why the Twilight saga holds so much appeal:

1. The two stock standard formulas of forbidden love (think Romeo and Juliet) and a love triangle (think about almost every rom-com) are successful for a reason: we all understand them. We all know what it feels like to want something we can't have and the pain, joy and heart-ache that goes hand-in-hand with such an experience.

2. We all like fighting for a team. Team Jacob? Team Edward? Team Bella die so I can take Edward or Jacob? Whichever hunk (open to interpretation- not exactly my sentiments) you side with it is fun to be taken on a ride where your hopes and expectations are either fulfilled or dashed as the story develops. Everyone loves to belong to something and taking a 'side' allows you to relate to other like-minded people (however seriously you take the rivalry).

3. Vampires and warewolfs are sexy. (Again, not my sentiments. As my sister likes to remind me, not more than 30 minutes into the first film I rolled my eyes and said, "vampires are so tacky" and I still think vampires are tacky. Nonetheless...) There is something erotic about the constant threat that, yes, 'I am a vampire and I have come to suck your blood because you are just so attractive I can't keep my hands off you'. Scary for some, not for brave (*cough* naive Bella). Exotic, foreign, mystical animals/humans have a charm about them; the supernatural has intrigued people since the beginning of time. Besides, it certainly doesn't hurt that said vampires have teenage boy feelings (aka bipolar complexes when it comes to love) and like standing around being all angsty.

4. Bella is just like you or me. She's young, naive, a bit lonely and unhappy with life, secretly smart and waiting for prince charming to come and sweep us off our feet. Right? Oh yeah, and most importantly she is a human! So if YOU could be Bella then you could also one day find a handsome/lanky, young, strapping lad sitting across the cafeteria staring intensely at you and bam! Love at first sight. Lucky you. It happened to Bella, it could happen to me? In my dreams maybe? There's always hope, right?

5. The books are like Mills and Boon toned down for a younger audience. You don't have to invest lengths of time stressing over every line to understand the text. Most likely you could get through the books during a weeks vacation while tanning under the hot sun with a pina colada by the pool (maybe a Cherry Coke for the kiddies?). They offer hours of mindless entertainment, an escape from your present reality and a bit of unrealistic romance which never did anyone harm. 'Why not?' some would say.

These are my opinions on the cultural phenomenon that is Twilight. Like it or not, it is intriguing to watch the films/read the books if in nothing but an attempt to 'understand' what the hype is all about.

So what do you think? Why do you like/dislike the novel/film/phenomenon?