Art for 3rd Graders!
Nov. 4th, 2003 06:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
applecameronY'know, the cool thing (amongst many cool things) about doing audiobook recording is the wide range of stuff I might be reading on during any given shift. Today was a third-grade art book with a photo on almost every page, and captions longer than the text on a page. It was fun. We were supposed to read in a warm style if possible, which was an interesting exercise in projecting character aloud. That is, maintaining 'voice' where voice is cheery, hopefully not condescending, upbeat, babysitter-reading-aloud more *involved* in the text kind of tone than what readers might otherwise use.
Then, I came home, browsed at Blockbuster (I have a $10 gift cert there, was thinking of buying a cheap DVD) but didn't purchase (I lost the mood, I guess), came home and watched M. Night Shyamalan's Signs which I think might have the only deep performance we've seen from Mel Gibson in, perhaps, ever.
Shyamalan loves long slow shots that delve into emotion, and it takes a lot of work for an actor to successfully sustain that emotion. (The first time I watched this film my parasomnia kicked in with a vengeance and instead of random people or strange things in my room in the middle of the night [the classic experience], it was the aliens from Signs. The only good thing is that so far, this [mild, really] sleep disorder I seem to have never repeats itself. One night, a floating baby in blue pajamas, the next, Doctor Who. *shrug*. The mind is a strange country filled with unknowable customs.) I enjoy his work a great deal.
Then, I came home, browsed at Blockbuster (I have a $10 gift cert there, was thinking of buying a cheap DVD) but didn't purchase (I lost the mood, I guess), came home and watched M. Night Shyamalan's Signs which I think might have the only deep performance we've seen from Mel Gibson in, perhaps, ever.
Shyamalan loves long slow shots that delve into emotion, and it takes a lot of work for an actor to successfully sustain that emotion. (The first time I watched this film my parasomnia kicked in with a vengeance and instead of random people or strange things in my room in the middle of the night [the classic experience], it was the aliens from Signs. The only good thing is that so far, this [mild, really] sleep disorder I seem to have never repeats itself. One night, a floating baby in blue pajamas, the next, Doctor Who. *shrug*. The mind is a strange country filled with unknowable customs.) I enjoy his work a great deal.