casting wrongness
Jun. 1st, 2009 12:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
burntcopperBeen listening way too much to Soho Cinders. Which combined with flicking through old notebooks has resulted in me pondering which fairytale Jack and Ianto could be shoehorned into. The one I started plotting but never got anywhere with was Beauty and the Beast. :shrug: maybe that'll go somewhere one day.
:sings: 'No I can't do tricks with pumpkins/ No nor horses or white mice/ But who needs veg and vermin/ When you got me for half-price!'
'You shall go to the ball Cinderella/ In for a night of bliss/ Yes you shall go to the ball cinderella/ And then go with those pompous gits/ And get completely off your tits/ And see if that glass slipper fits!'
Watched Matthew Bourne's Nutcracker last night (a candy-coloured acid trip of WTF) and it had Brick Shithouse playing the Nutcracker (his night off from the lead when we went to see it, sulk). Now almost glad that we *didn't* see him play it live, because my brain was wailing WRONG WRONGWRONG from the first moment you see him. He was being naive and defenceless and innocent and sweet and it's SO WRONG. At no point was he being menacing, owning the stage, prowling across it, sexually harassing anyone from two rooms away and not even when he was bare-chested was he projecting fuck-me vibes.
:ponders the chances of him being in the touring Dorian Gray: He's currently in the ensemble of Dirty Dancing. Talk about a waste. Mind you, can't really figure out which character in Dorian Gray he'd be, since I can't quite see him as the photographer or Dorian, unless they were going for 'menacing bit of rough' rather than 'ridiculously pretty model-type' for Dorian. :kicks Matthew Bourne: The next one you create, more physically menacing bastards, please. Admittedly, Swan Lake is going back to Sadler's (and possibly touring after) for christmas, so fingers crossed.
:sings: 'No I can't do tricks with pumpkins/ No nor horses or white mice/ But who needs veg and vermin/ When you got me for half-price!'
'You shall go to the ball Cinderella/ In for a night of bliss/ Yes you shall go to the ball cinderella/ And then go with those pompous gits/ And get completely off your tits/ And see if that glass slipper fits!'
Watched Matthew Bourne's Nutcracker last night (a candy-coloured acid trip of WTF) and it had Brick Shithouse playing the Nutcracker (his night off from the lead when we went to see it, sulk). Now almost glad that we *didn't* see him play it live, because my brain was wailing WRONG WRONGWRONG from the first moment you see him. He was being naive and defenceless and innocent and sweet and it's SO WRONG. At no point was he being menacing, owning the stage, prowling across it, sexually harassing anyone from two rooms away and not even when he was bare-chested was he projecting fuck-me vibes.
:ponders the chances of him being in the touring Dorian Gray: He's currently in the ensemble of Dirty Dancing. Talk about a waste. Mind you, can't really figure out which character in Dorian Gray he'd be, since I can't quite see him as the photographer or Dorian, unless they were going for 'menacing bit of rough' rather than 'ridiculously pretty model-type' for Dorian. :kicks Matthew Bourne: The next one you create, more physically menacing bastards, please. Admittedly, Swan Lake is going back to Sadler's (and possibly touring after) for christmas, so fingers crossed.
