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Help me save lives (and lose 15 lbs.)

Saturday, May 10th, 2008

Right now, I can just about run out to get the newspaper. But on October 19, 2008 I’ll be running 26.2 miles to raise money for AIDS Project LA.

Yes, I am training for the 2008 Amsterdam Marathon, which will take place on October 19, 2008. (Please click here to sponsor me.) From May until October, I’ll be logging nearly 500 miles in this six-month training program put on by the National AIDS Marathon. It’s an exciting journey. The worst part will be getting up before 10 a.m. (like — SIX A.M.).

But it’ll be worth it. Not only will I lose 15 pounds or so, enabling me to return in November to a diet of beer and buttery clams, the money I raise will benefit AIDS Project LA, the largest provider of HIV/AIDS services in Los Angeles. Their clinic provides direct medical care, food, dentistry and other essential AIDS services — to people with no other options. 100% of APLA clients make $19,000 or less a year (in Los Angeles!); of those, half earn less than $9,000 a year. And they’re all uninsured.

Please show your support now with as generous a contribution as you can make. My personal goal is to raise at least $1,500 by May 31st. Your contribution is tax-deductible and it will make a huge difference in the lives of thousands of people living with AIDS. Every donation of any size will help.

I’ve done crazier things

Friday, May 9th, 2008

(But not recently.)

Yesterday I signed up to do the AIDS Marathon in Amsterdam this October 19th.

More to follow, I’m sure.

His point of view

Wednesday, May 7th, 2008

Never forget that everyone has his own point of view.

Case in point:  “Sex dungeon dad says, ‘I’m not a monster.'”

VIENNA, Austria – Austrian Josef Fritzl, who imprisoned his daughter for 24 years and fathered her seven children, said he was no “monster” and he could have killed her and her children had he wanted to, according to his lawyer.

“I am not a monster,” Austrian daily Oesterreich quoted Fritzl as saying in comments relayed by his lawyer Rudolf Mayer. Fritzl also criticized media coverage of his case as “totally one-sided.”

Seen from his point of view, the coverage does seem incredibly biased, no?

The terminal diagnosis of theatre, Part 2

Sunday, May 4th, 2008

Remember this post? Mike Daisey responded to it here. If you’re of a mind to, go read that, then come back here.

Mr. Daisey accuses me of making a straw man argument, either by putting words in his mouth, or by drawing hyperbolic comparisons. (Hopefully, not as outrageous as this one.) Straw man arguments, though, set up false targets (hence, the straw man); the charge doesn’t stick when you’re hitting something relevant that is actually there. I’ll get to that part. But first, one of his responses I flat-out don’t get. He says:

“Actually, theater has been in retraction about 100 years in Western culture….”

I’m not sure what to make of this. One hundred years ago, here’s what was playing in New York theatres: a lot of revues and musicals (hm, not much has changed), as well as Molnar’s “The Devil.” Elsewhere in the land, it was either minstrel shows, carnival sideshows, or nothing. I would be astonished to think that Mike Daisey thinks this was the epitome of our theatre history, and can only conclude that he misspoke.
In response to my scoffing at his suggestion that the theatre would die, he writes:

“I reiterate, I’ve never expected, predicted or commented on the idea that theater will ‘die’. This is a straw man argument.”

It is technically true that he never said the theatre would die. However, the way he talks about it is in a way we would associate with being on life support — which often continues after brain death. So perhaps it depends upon one’s view of “death.” Because I’d rather be unplugged if I were in such a situation, to me flatline life support equals death. Supposing that Mr. Daisey feels otherwise and is entitled to his own opinion, I’ll cede the point. Where we do disagree is that he seems to feel that theatre is dying — not “going to die,” but dying, or ailing mightily — while I think that larger institutions are becoming increasingly irrelevant to the future of theatre, a future which lies with smaller theatres and troupes immune to the economic realities he bemoans.

One last point I’m going to take the time to redress (and excuse me for quoting at length; the bold, from his own blog, is my own words thrown back at me; the itals are his response):

“Eleven years ago at the RAT (Regional Alternative Theatre) Conference in New York City a bunch of attendees were offering dystopian views similar to Mr. Daisey’s of what was going to happen to theatre in America and what to do about it. Many of the prescriptions, like those of Mr. Daisey, were interesting and fun to talk about and utterly impracticable. Erik Ehn suggested trading bread for admission. Here’s what I know about bread: Most of it goes stale before anyone eats it. The birds in my back yard are well-fed indeed. Meanwhile, many of us who buy tickets find it more convenient to pay with a credit card than to carry around fresh home-baked bread. You see where I’m going with this.”


Look, if you honestly equate my plans for repositioning non-profit theater development efforts to use their resources to adopt wholesale the proven university model of creating lockbox endowments for “chair” positions in order to create ensemble positions for artists with a plan to pay for theater with bread……I’m speechless.

“If the main thrust of Mike Daisey’s ideas is related to audience development, then I’m with him. If it’s about finding ways to keep local artists tied to theatres, then I’m with him again — except, all over the land, they are already (just not in larger theatres).”

Well, I don’t know if I want the artists “tied” to the theaters, so much as the theaters should provide homes and workspaces for ensembles to inhabit, and frankly I don’t talk in any form about “audience development”, though I’d argue that done correctly needs to grow out of the continuity and community of letting artists back into those buildings, but I’m not sure that’s what you mean.

The model Mike Daisey is espousing is precisely one that will “tie” theatre artists to theatres at which they will reside. I’m not sure how it couldn’t be so: When you pay someone a salary, you expect them to show up for work. Even Esa-Pekka Salonen, with his starting salary of $1.09 million in 1992 at the Los Angeles Philharmonic, was expected to show up and, you know, conduct. The model Mr. Daisey envisions might work well in, say, Arkansas (and this is no dig at Arkansas, a state I have a fondness for, and one that offered me my choice of theatres in Little Rock if only I’d go down to City Hall and pick one out), but it is precisely in those smaller communities that the salaried resident artist will be expected to be performing. That responsibility will, in effect, tie the artist to the theatre. Which I think is an interesting model, and one I might try one day in retirement, in a small-town community.

With regard to bread and bird feed and their connection to Mr. Daisey’s prescriptions, we are talking about economic models. I’m sorry that he didn’t appreciate the comparison, but here it is again: Erik Ehn’s idea about baking bread and exchanging that for theatre performance was impracticable. So, for the most part, are Mr. Daisey’s ideas. His sole example is of he and his wife supporting themselves these past eight years as a mini theatre company (a feat for which I congratulate them, truly). I’m not sure that this is akin to the model he extols — if anything, it is more entrepreneurial, and speaks to his and his wife’s savvy as business-artists. In the main, I’m unsure that the existing large-scale regional non-profit theatre model has a future (just as I’m decreasingly confident that most non-profit models have a future). Commercial theatre is doing just fine, on Broadway, on the West End, and in major cities around the globe. Small theatres are immune to the proclivities of the marketplace. It is the mid-sized that is endangered, just as most middle players in most economies of all sorts are endangered.

I wish that I could see Mike Daisey’s show next month when I’m in New York, but it will have closed. I share his passion for the theatre and his hopes for its future, and I’m interested in learning more about why he thinks what he thinks (as I understand it so far). And I agree with him that management models need to change: If you remove the word “theatre” from the discussion, the root causes apply to every cultural form undergoing radical change, from music to movies to publishing and beyond. The most foolish mistake would be to try to hold onto a past that’s already gone.

Mark in the Middle (of Glendale)

Sunday, May 4th, 2008

I recently went on my friend Mark Chaet’s website to check something out, and while I was there I wound up watching the clip in his comedy section of his appearance on “Malcolm in the Middle.” I couldn’t help admiring the comic glee with which Mark character delivered the good/bad news to the harried parents that yes, they were going to have another child. I shot Mark an email telling him that, and he responded with a great little story I thought I’d share with you. Here goes.

 Lee: Don’t know if I ever told you this story, and it’s one of my favorites.  I sometimes think that the best thing about pursuing showbiz is the stories one accumulates.  This is brief, but requires a bit of lead up time.

When you shoot on an indoor set, and your set is a room with windows, and the windows are supposed to be to the outside, they set things up so that should the camera see out a window, what it sees will be appropriate.

So they’ve come up with a way to make absolutely enormous photographs, on some sort of curtain.  I mean these suckers are huge, possibly life size photos of real places.

So I’m working on “Malcolm in the Middle,” got a scene where I tell Jane Kaczmarek she’s pregnant.  I’m playing a doctor – be kind of weird if I was playing the local blacksmith, or a luggage handler.  And I walk onto this set that’s supposed to be my office and I look around a little, get a feel for it being my space.  And something draws me to the window.  And I look out the window at this street scene, and there’s this brick red wall across the street, and some sort of glass chandelier or light, and a large address number in brass, and I think that’s a Jamba Juice and I realize I’m looking at Brand Blvd. in Glendale, about 1/2 a mile from my apartment.  And I realize – hey! – I can walk to work.  I loved that.

This reminds me of the time about five years ago when I exited the subway station downtown and couldn’t for the life of me figure out where I was. For some time, I had two different offices downtown, so I got to know Central City and the Historic Core pretty well, but when I got to street level I was flat-out lost. All the signs were wrong. The one in front of me said 46th, which sure didn’t seem possible, because I should have been on 7th. Then I noticed the newspaper boxes were all wrong, too — and that the lead one said “Daily Bugle.” It was then that I realized I had walked onto the set of “Spider-Man 2.” Even with that, it was difficult to figure out where I was and get to my office.

Who’s funding terrorism?

Saturday, April 26th, 2008

I am.

And so are you, if you’re a U.S. taxpayer.

That’s because an estimated $8.8 billion — that’s “billion” with a “b” — in U.S. dollars went missing in Iraq in just 2003 and 2004. And much of it went to militia groups with links to terrorism. If you can stomach learning more, read this article in the March issue Portfolio.

By the way, no one in our government can reasonably say they didn’t know. Because, as the article makes clear, senior administration officials — plus Congress — have been told plenty of times, including once in direct testimony by Judge Radhi Hamza al-Radhi, who was appointed by Iraq’s Commission on Public Integrity to root out malfeasance, at least until he found that most of it came too close to the Maliki government (our “allies”). Now both the Iraq government and our own has backed away from him, and the judge is living on handouts in Virginia with our State Department saying he’s a liar.

Maybe. But I prefer to judge people by their actions. I don’t know that Judge Radhi has ever lied to me. Can’t say the same for the White House.

You’re invited: Impending events with me and others

Thursday, April 24th, 2008

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April 24: (Yes, that’s tonight.) I’ll be giving what promises to be an action-packed and fun-filled talk about last month’s state Democratic Convention (and I’m only promising the “action-packed” and “fun-filled” part if I can finish loading photos and images in time to build my presentation). I’m speaking to the Burbank Democratic Club, it starts at 7 p.m., and you’re invited to join us. Here’s the address: McCambridge Park, Room 2, 1515 N Glenoaks Blvd, Burbank, CA 91504.

April 28: It’s the 15th Anniversary of the theatre I co-founded — and you’re invited! Moving Arts’ 15th anniversary celebration includes a celebrity reading of the show that launched the theatre, “Now This… Then What?” written by — you saw it coming — me, and directed by one of the best directors in town, Daniel Henning of the Blank Theatre. Here’s the info:

“NOW THIS… THEN WHAT?”

written by Lee Wochner

directed by Daniel Henning (The Blank Theatre Company)

WITH GUEST STARS

MARCIA WALLACE
(The Bob Newhart Show, The Simpsons)

REBECCA FIELD
(October Road, Trapped in the Closet)

KURT CACERES
(Prison Break, American Family)

Legendary Star of Westerns and Horror Films,
CLU GULAGER

(The Killers, The Virginians)
at
The Silent Movie Theater
611 N. Fairfax Ave,
Los Angeles, CA 90036

7pm — Reception with Silent Auction
Open Bar and Hors D’Oeuvres
8pm — Performance
followed by Coffee and Dessert

Live music provided by
piano player Brian Kinler

Admission is $50
Tickets available online at movingarts.org and by
phone at 323-666-3259.

CLICK HERE TO BUY TICKETS NOW.

Can’t make it? PLEASE CLICK HERE TO MAKE A DONATION AND SUPPORT
MOVING ARTS.

May 23 – June 1: I will be teaching at the Great Plains Theatre Conference. (As well as visiting the local pool halls and cigar bars and raising whatever ruckus is to be raised in Omaha, Nebraska.) Here’s the workshop schedule — and you’ll see that my first session is “2B,” but my final session isn’t “or not 2B” — and here’s the home page for registration and info. If you are one of the playwriting folk and coming to this conference, drop me an email.

June 1 – June 5: I’ll be in Philadelphia to see Bill Irwin’s new show, and dropping in on NYC to visit theatre friends and southern New Jersey to sponge off my mother’s cooking and to visit two important landmarks: The Black Cat Inn and Smith’s Clam Bar.

June 6th – July something: My play “About the Deep Woods Killer” opens at Studio/Stage in Los Angeles as part of Moving Arts’ umpteenth one-act festival. More about that later.

More dates and places as the summer unfolds.

The human library

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008

In yet another example of what was once science fiction becoming fact (in this case, the science fiction being “Fahrenheit 451”), in some libraries you can now “borrow” a person. In this particular story, a woman “checked out” a gay man in order to learn more.

To me, this is another example of people living in a culture of dislocation needing alternative ways to meet fellow humans. Because I would think there’s no shortage of gay men in London, or ways to meet them. I’m looking for the human book “Neocons Who Were Right.” That will be a challenge.

Thanks to Tom Boyle for alerting me to this.

Do schools kill creativity?

Friday, April 18th, 2008

A friend recently directed me to this video, and I’m glad he did. It’s 19 minutes well-spent. In it, Sir Ken Robinson addresses the TED Conference on the topic of learning — what it has meant in the past, and why the current system isn’t built for the future. In some ways, what he’s calling for sounds like a new entrepreneurial approach. (And by that, I don’t mean privatized education; I mean consumer-based.)

I can personally relate to this as someone who was a victim of a hidebound school system every inch of the way until college — which surprisingly offered me choices I’d never realized one could have, even though I’d always felt I should have had them.

Early voting

Tuesday, April 15th, 2008

Today my nine-year-old saw the Barack Obama bobblehead figure on my desk and said, “I don’t want Barack Obama to win any more.”

“Why not?” I said.

“Because he belongs to a church that hates America.”

See? Kids do learn things in school.