story : plot : scenes
Act One -- Dr. Caligari POV
Act Two -- Cesare
[ What about the girl's POV? ]
[ possible structure or 1.Love and 2. Death ]
In Kurosawa Rashamon is the most intriguing one but the stranger.
The EVENT? [ "Who killed Alan?" ]
"Dreams" structure -- how?
more? ... stagematrix.com
+ theatre blog & VT (virtual theatre) blog
... CALIGARI menu:
1. web 1 : web.vtheatre.net/2008.html -- 2008
2. live show -- Spring 2009
3. webshow -- ? webBook [Stage3]***
How to present/introduce each character? [ Frames ] Melody/sound for each. Scene-intro.
Two clowns: red and white.
caligari.php -- CALIGARI'09VT blog + knol.google.com/k/anatoly-antohin
pictures and/or images
pomo touch [flickr]
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... scenes for auditions -- 1.31.09 :Fade in. TITLE: The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. Fade out. Inside Caligari's tent a central aisle leads from foreground to a small stage at rear. The audience for the show are sitting or standing on either side of the aisle. Suddenly a curtain on the right of the stage is swept aside and Caligari bounds on to the stage, ringing his bell and declaiming excitedly. He swiftly gets carried away with the task of his show, casting his bell away to the left. He removes his hat and makes a sweeping bow in front of the curtain, then replaces it and continues his gesticulations with the aid of his cane. Finally he lifts the curtain on the stage and a rope tied round the curtain pulls it away out of sight. Caligari takes up a position in the center of the stage. A long narrow cabinet, closely resembling a coffin, is standing on end at the right of the stage. Caligari points towards it vigorously, still shouting to the audience. He reaches up on top of the cabinet and takes down a short stick with which he gestures again towards the doors of the box. Then, with a sudden movement, he flicks open the right door of the cabinet, then the left, to reveal Cesare standing immobile inside. The somnambulist is wearing black tights painted with random oblique stripes and a polo neck sweater. His heavily made-up eyes, which are closed, stand out strongly against a dead white face. Caligari, spectacles pushed up on forehead, gestures towards Cesare with the short stick. Caligari gazes maniacally towards the motionless figure of Cesare. He has pulled his spectacles down before his eyes again and his white hair straggles wildly from beneath his top hat. He turns towards Cesare, whose face, surmounted by an unruly mop of dark hair, looks very pale above his dark clothing. Caligari glares right towards Cesare. Caligari's excited expression shows that the climax of his show is drawing near. TITLE: 'Cesare! Do you hear me? It is I calling you: I, Caligari, your master. Awaken for a brief while from your dark night.' Caligari looks up at Cesare expectantly. Close-up of Cesare's face. He is wearing very heavy white mat make-up, with long eyelashes and thick black lines on his brow. His mouth is painted in the shape of a compressed Cupid's bow. Below each eye is a triangular patch of black make-up. In response to his master's command, the muscles around Cesare's mouth begin to twitch spasmodically, as with someone who is reluctantly coming out of a very deep sleep. His mouth quivers and falls slightly open; his eyelids flutter before parting slowly. Slowly the somnambulist's eyes open wide to a full manic glare, the iris almost entirely surrounded by white. Caligari makes another gesture towards Cesare, who slowly raises his hands in front of him, fingers extended as though about to strangle someone. Slowly Cesare moves forward, stepping down from the cabinet; as he does so, Caligari shrinks away slightly, feigning apprehension. Cesare lowers his arms and Caligari gestures across the middle with his cane. His spectacles are once more pushed up on his forehead. Alan and Francis are now in the audience, gazing upwards; their faces are more brightly lit than those of the other people around them. Both of them look somewhat disturbed and anxious about what is taking place on the stage and Alan's mouth has fallen slightly open. He still wears his hat with the floppy brim. He turns and talks agitatedly to Francis. Caligari, head thrown back and knees slightly bent, is speaking to the audience again. Cesare stands motionless, one foot behind the other in a ballet dancer's pose, hands at his side. Caligari has begun to grin triumphantly. His spectacles are pushed back on his brow; his eyes gleam and his teeth show as he turns from from one side of the audience to the other. His face lights up with a fiendish grin as he begins to speak again. TITLE: 'Ladies and Gentlemen, Cesare will now answer any question you like to put to him. Cesare knows every secret. Cesare knows the past and can see into the future. Come up and test him for yourselves.' Caligari bows again and looks admiringly at the wonderful Cesare. Then he turns to the audience again, looking expectantly at them, waiting for their questions. Alan looks strangely disturbed by Caligari's proposal; he seizes Francis's hands and seems in the grip of some strange impulsion, desperately wanting to ask something. Clutching at Alan's right arm, Francis pleads with him not to ask a question. But Alan is absolutely determined to ask Cesare a question and will not be restrained. Caligari is still posturing on the stage; Cesare's demoniac looks are emphasized by low angle lighting. Alan appears in front of the stage on the left, then crosses to the right of the stage and makes as though to climb on it. Francis comes after him, tugging at his coat and still trying to prevent him from asking his question. Finally, however, Alan manages to climb to the edge of the stage and he addresses himself to Caligari and Cesare. Alan's face is brightly lit against a dark background -- the open face of an honest, naive young man. His eyebrows are raised questioningly as he prepares to speak. TITLE: 'How long have I to live?' Alan's face is upturned and questioning, his brow furrowed. Francis looks on with apparent horror as Alan asks his question and Cesare makes ready to reply. Cesare's tousled hair falls over his brow and his eyes are staring wildly. The whiteness of his teeth stands out startlingly in his heavily made-up face. Behind him, a patch of the cabinet is brightly lit. He replies very briefly. TITLE: 'Until tomorrow's dawn.' Cesare purses his lips after this brief, sinister utterance. Alan draws back shocked, then smiles, trying to put a good face on things, though clearly very shaken. He draws back, panting as he does so. Francis stares on, eyes and mouth open in simple-minded disbelief, head tilted right. A number of the people on either side of the central aisle have risen to their feet. Alan is still standing to the right of the stage. Francis succeeds in dragging him away, however, and the pair come down the aisle towards camera. Alan looks utterly bewildered and he has to be firmly guided by Francis. They go out right. http://afronord.tripod.com/plays/caligari.htmlhttp://groups.google.com/group/playwright/web/caligari
archives -- http://www.amrep.org/past/caligari/caligari.html
Horror War on Terror [ Missing Catharsis which pop-culture connot deliver -- you have to have army to fight you nightmares ]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catharsis and Notes from Poetics
Horror against War on Terror [ Cesare doesn't kill anybody, they die of horror ] "We have nothing to fear, but fear itself"