
Michelle Duffy and Kevin Symons
Director
Scenic Design
Costume Design
Lighting Design
Sound Design
Properties Design & Set Dressing
Production Stage Manager
Public Relations
Technical Director
Set Construction
Original Music
Scenic Artist
Production Crew
Light Board Operator
Sound Board Operator
Stage Crew
Key Art
Production Photography |
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David
Rose
David Potts
Dianne K.
Graebner
Luke Moyer
Cricket S. Myers
MacAndME
Lisa Freed
David Elzer/Demand
PR
Robert T. Kyle
Red Colgrove
Ryan Shore
Chris Holmes
Watson Bradshaw, Justin Kief, Christopher Rivera,
Vanessa Velez Boswell
Kathryn Horan
Diane Travis
Andrea Dean, Britin Robinson
Doirean Heldt
Michael Lamont |
CAST
(in order of appearance)
SETTING
The terminal of a large middle-America airport in 2006
Running Time
Approximately 90 minutes
Shooting Star
will be performed without intermission
Author's Notes
In my youth people told me their
dreams – the great things they were
going to do with their lives. These
were people, in some cases, that I’ve
never seen again. And the thing is: I
find that I’m still holding those people
to their dreams - unwilling to let them
give up on what they promised me,
despite the multitude of unmet expectations
in my own life.
“Guess
it’s
too
late to say the
things
to you
that you
that you needed
to hear me say
Saw a shooting
star tonight
slip away ...”
– Bob Dylan
“Shooting Star”
The singer/songwriter Eliza Gilkyson
has a lyric that captures
this perfectly: “We’re
coming upon a time in
our lives / when the little
dream lives, but the big
dream dies.”
We live in a time of
“virtual reunions” - employing technology to
“connect” us with the
past, our history, our
youth. In “SHOOTING
STAR,” I wanted to
write a non-virtual
reunion. The real and
messy kind. Where the person is
standing right there and you can’t
leave. And who would that person
be? Someone from your past.
Someone who has your secret. They have your secret because
they once
had your heart.
They knew you back in the day. Back when you gave your heart
away so
readily, so fully and foolishly. And on
long, lazy mornings in cold, rented
rooms - or in the candlelit quiet of
long-shuttered cafes - you no doubt
told this person just exactly what
amazing things you were going to do
with your life. You laid out your
boldest plans in grandiloquent terms - and why not? You were
young and in
love and what in the great wide world
of your own shining future could
possibly stand in your way?
We wed the past to humor with good
reason. Oh, how we used to dress! - and, god, our hair! - the
music we listened to! - man, what were we
thinking?! And with any
luck, we can usually
bundle up our great
regrets in this same nostalgic
laughter, and then
happily move on.
Until we see that face.
That person who has the
goods on us: who knows
exactly how close or far
we came to making our
life match our dreams.
Reunions of this kind - the actual
face-to-face variety - are typically
built on laughter, banter, remembrance
and alcohol. The one you’ll
see tonight is no different.
Thanks for being here.
Oh, and it’s snowing.
Steven Dietz
Austin, TX
March, 2010
FROM
THE ARTISTIC DIRECTOR
This letter appeared in
a recent playbill at The Theatre @
Boston Court, and is reprinted here with their kind
permission.
Dear Digital Immigrant:
That’s what you are - an immigrant to the digital age. The
only true natives are
those under the age of 18.
This is one of the juicy tidbits we learned from the
recently concluded Theatre
Communications Group annual national theatre conference,
which had non-profit
theatre-makers numbering over 1,100 flooding into Los
Angeles. For three days we were packed into various plenary
and breakout sessions to
discuss the state of
American theatre, the accomplishments we’ve achieved and the
many challenges
we face.
A number of the sessions this year focused on the
proliferation of technology, and
the ways this revolution impacts us as theatres. How do we
use social media to
market to a new generation? How does an audience that is
accustomed to leisure
activities "on demand" relate to an art form where a play
starts at a specific time
and specific location, not of the viewer’s choosing?
One of the most mind-blowing and inspiring speakers was
futurist David Houle,
who theorized that after thousands of years of the
Agricultural Age, less than 150
years of the Industrial Age, and around 20 years of the
Information
Age, the world
is giving way to "The Shift Age." In this new era, time
seems to be moving faster,
technology is evolving at a rate we can’t keep up with, and
the digital revolution is
changing the planet in ways we can only begin to imagine.
But in Houle’s discussions about how these changes may
impact the theatre, he
drew some heartening conclusions. One thing he observed is
that young people - the digital natives - as they become more
secluded
with
personal electronic
devices, are craving live interaction. In fact, he notes
that young people hug each
other more freely and frequently now than ever, and he
attributes this to the need
to compensate for the physical isolation they experience in
so much of their lives.
He suggests that theatre can be a kind of hug for the
digitally secluded, a tangible,
live conversation that takes place nightly between the
audience and the artists.
And in an intimate theatre, there is no separation between
the artist and the
audience; sweat and breath are visceral and evident. Try to
get that from your
portable electronic devices!
We theatre-makers are devoted to both embracing the world as
it shifts around us,
and continuing to make the entire experience of seeing a
play one that can’t be
replicated digitally. One that, as Oscar Wilde (a
theatremaker from the Industrial
Age) said so eloquently, makes theatre "the greatest of all
art forms, the most
immediate way in which a human being can share with another
the sense of what
it is to be a human being."
Jessica Kubzansky & Michael Michetti
Artistic Directors,
The Theatre @ Boston Cour
t
SPECIAL THANKS
Jon Acosta Sandra Kay Beckley Brad Brown
Larry Cedar Pamela Cedar Jelly Belly Candy
Company
Lorme & Linoleum City Jaime Miller John
Patterson
Rose Phil Torf & House of Props Wadler Data
Systems