So, we had closing weekend on “Assassins” almost two weeks ago, now.
I’m still not quite over it, man.
After every show there’s the mild ’bout of relative depression at the end of the show where you want to do “just one more” and you have to figure out what to do with your life now, and come to terms with never being with that cast again, and so on.
This has been one of the best shows I’ve been a part of. From a cast who all legitimately loved being there, to my director who was awesome, and how much I learned – even with falling onstage (yes, that happened. I stand on boxes for my scene, I fell off the boxes, it was embarrassing and painful) – it was rewarding, educational, and fun.
I don’t know what to say beyond that. I am still having of the melancholy. We had our cast party last Tuesday, pizza and Black Panther (great movie, by the way, highly recommend). We had so much fun, and then two or three of us cried, and we had to say adios.
I think part of why we were so close was the difficulty and content of the show. It was extraordinarily difficult to learn and perform, and we pulled it off. It was dark, adult, and deep, and we worked through it and understood it.
Well, most of us did. But anyway.
The show will remain in my brain for the ever, very fondly.
That is all.
Thank you, and goodnight.