seeing a job listing for FOH, and would be really tempted to go for it but the wage is £11.96p/h... IN CENTRAL LONDON?? i earn more than that now in a coffee shop in a medium size welsh town???
should I apply anyways?? maybe get a second job too, i could transfer coffee shop and only do early mornings?? I'm also doing a masters so might be a little difficult with 2 jobs + working towards a degree but it could lead to something much more as i'm wanting to work in live theatre marketing anyway....
(and i'm absolutely dying to live in London)
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So, I don’t know if I’m the only one who noticed this, but with the exception of Barbie, am I the only one who thinks most movies recently have been really poorly marketed?
Like, Oppenheimer was a critical success but I think we can agree the marketing team did an abysmal job - like Christopher Nolan’s name definitely sold plenty of tickets but for the most part, it seems they just let the Barbieheimer memes carry them to the finish line.
Now, I’m not sure if this is related to the strike, if marketing teams for movies completed before it but not released yet are striking or if they’re one of the exceptions that was carved out - which, if they’re striking, good for them, but if not, I don’t think they’re doing very good jobs. I think a good example of this is A Haunting In Venice. This movie comes out in less than a month, and I haven’t seen a single trailer for this movie despite going to the movies several times over the past few months, and while my local theatre does have a poster up for it, this is it.
Now, this is a bad poster. The only thing it’s inspired in us is confusion. After Indiana Jones and Barbie and all the Ghibli Fest movies we’ve gone to we’ve stood and looked at this poster and all we’ve felt is confusion. I mean, we recognized that that’s the actor who played Hercule Poirot in Death on the Nile and Murder on the Orient Express, but did that mean this was another one of those or is it a mere coincidence that he’s in another movie? Actors do that, you know, they play multiple roles. And especially since the Agatha Christie book this is based on is actually called something different, it really doesn’t convey enough information to actually get people interested, I feel.
So I took five minutes and improved it. I feel this poster is 50% more likely to sell tickets because it’s at least 75% more informative and has 100% more false advertising because I couldn’t resist.
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Hey hey adoring battleship move incoming, so how about: 16 for that Spotify prompt? Hope life (the move? There was talk about a move I think?) Is treating you well!
can you tell I’ve been posing / this way alone for hours / waiting for your affection / waiting for you
Steve had still been feeling pretty stupid until maybe five or ten minutes ago. He’s not sure exactly what happened, but something had shifted right around the time he’d realized it was too late to get everything untied and put away before Eddie was due back. Even if he changes his mind right now, he won’t have enough time to hide the evidence. There’s no backing out of this anymore.
It’s not his usual kind of thing. None of this is. He doesn’t do any of this, normally.
But someone had donated a bag of VHS tapes to the library, and Steve got assigned to go through them, and there had been one—
It hadn’t looked that difficult, and he’d told himself he was just curious. He’s always been good with his hands, so how tough could some knots be?
Pretty tough, as it turns out, but manageable. He works through the basic ties pretty quickly, and he’s still flexible enough to do a lot of it himself, even though the video is very clearly meant for someone to do on someone else.
The idea is…not unappealing. As he works through securing his ankles in a messy double-column tie, it’s easy to start thinking about what it might be like to loop the rope around someone’s wrists and pull it snug. Yeah, he could see why people might like that kind of thing. It takes a lot of trust, right? There’s no way to laugh it off, when someone hands you that kind of control. It’d be exactly like saying I can take it, I want to take it. Whatever you want to give me.
And that’s when he gets the idea.
It takes a little more preparation and a shopping trip, because he can already tell that the random stuff he’s been using to try different knots isn’t going to be comfortable enough for what he’s planning. Plus, he likes the idea of getting something that’ll look good on his skin. Something that makes people want to touch.
By this point, he’s stopped pretending that this is anything other than what it is: a hail-mary, last-ditch attempt to get Eddie Munson’s hands on him again.
He doesn’t try for anything too advanced, just the easiest harness on the tape and a frog tie holding his legs into a kneeling position. He practices the whole thing all together a couple times and it seems to go okay. He wastes some rope early on when he fucks up a knot so bad he has to shuffle all the way to the kitchen and grab some scissors to cut it, but it’s fine, he’d bought enough silky blue rope to tie a dozen harnesses at once. It had been way too expensive for freaking rope, but it had looked so much better than the hemp that he’d handed over the cash without a second thought.
He doesn’t try cuffs or a collar. It’s not—the cuffs feel okay, actually; the rope is soft and snug, and he can glance down any time and see how good the blue looks looped around his wrists. But he struggles to get them tied evenly when he’s one-handed, and he doesn’t want it to look sloppy.
Eddie likes effort. It’s a weird thing to notice about a friend, even a friend you might’ve hooked up with a couple times. It’s pretty obvious, though; Steve watched him run a game for the kids once, and promptly decided never to watch again.
Eddie throws all of himself into the game, all the time. It’s so much work. Steve’s seen the pages and pages of notes he keeps in his ragged binders, the way he commits to acting out all the different characters even when he sounds objectively dumb, how he gets so caught up in the moment that he’ll climb up on the goddamn table. Eddie never holds back.
He demands a lot from his players, too. They can fail. But even in that one game that Steve watched, it was obvious that Eddie doesn’t want them to fail; he just wants them to win while struggling against the toughest possible challenge. He wants to find their limits, and then push just a little to find their real limits.
Nothing’s happened with Eddie since before Steve saw that stupid game, but now it’s all mixed up in his head. He keeps thinking about how Eddie had crowded close, hands hovering and light, darting in and then away again; he keeps thinking about what it would be like to hear Eddie’s voice sound the way it does when he’s telling his players off, firm and deep, as he put his hands wherever he wanted on Steve.
So that’s what Steve’s been thinking about lately.
And it’s why he’s here on Eddie’s bed, frog-tied and wearing a rope harness that he wishes he’d done a little fancier, because he thinks Eddie would appreciate that. Every time he’s tried a fancier harness it’s gone wrong or looked weird, though, so this will have to do. He hopes it’s enough.
He’s not worried about it, exactly, because all of that stuff seems far away and smoothed over right now. He can remember worrying about a bunch of stuff, like whether he should be wearing clothes or not. He’d settled on just underwear because it had seemed a little too vulnerable to go without, but now that he’s all settled and feeling pretty good, he thinks that was a dumb thing to worry about.
Despite the weird way Eddie’s been avoiding him lately, Eddie had really seemed to like his dick at least twice before, so even if it’s not anything more for Eddie—even if dick is the only thing Eddie wants from Steve—he should get to have it. Eddie should get whatever he wants.
Steve shuts his eyes. He fills his lungs all the way, feeling the harness grip him a little tighter, and he exhales slowly.
He waits for the door to open.
Send me a number between 1-100 and I'll write a ficlet based on the corresponding song from my Spotify Wrapped! It will definitely be gay and may possibly be musical theater
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Hi!, I wanted to talk about mean girls the musical movie marketing you don’t know this but I love musicals, my favorite movie of all the times is mean girls and Reneé Rapp is one of my favorite singers, so I really want to see the movie, but the marketing it’s not fetch!
Starting for the fact that the trailer it’s making the movie look like a copy of the original instead of a musical adaptation, let’s be honest, the public that loves the original movie may not be excited about this one because they have the original, so they need to focus on the differences, IT’S A MUSICAL!, instead of trying to convince mean girls fans to watch the movie instead they should try to focus in musical lovers and theater kids who maybe will enjoy this movie.
Another thing is that the posters are horrible, like who even edit them, and they’re using the same Regina photo over and over again, like if it’s the only one.
That’s it, I think they should change their marketing
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"Welcome to the Theatre": Diary of a Broadway Baby
Broadway Flea Market & Grand Auction 2024
September 22, 2024 | BC/EFA | All Day | Event | Auction | 10H
To the relief of my bank account, this is the first time in three years that I haven't bid/won an auction item. Here's a little rundown of how the day went:
I showed up at around 9:45 or so, and it was already fairly crowded. I'm really not interested in fighting through the crowds to get to the tables, and most merch doesn't entice me. But I made a round just to see, and I can tell you it was very, very crowded this year. It's been getting bigger with each passing flea. I've seen a lot of people wringing their hands over it though, and I do have to say that it never at any time felt threatening to me. And look. I'm elbow-height to a lot of people, so you'd think a huge crowd would be a problem, but it doesn't bother me. I'm in Times Square a lot so this is just another Sunday. If you're not comfortable with crowds, I do not think you should go. The organizers will have to find ways to mitigate the crowds, but there are still only so many tables. Moving the autograph booth to another location would help to limit the crowding in Shubert Alley, but I believe the flea and Juniors have a generous agreement in place. This was also the first year in a long time where all of the theatres along 45th street were also doing shows, so those lines were adding more people.
I picked up a few Squigs cards because I like a guaranteed way to give some money without having more stuff cluttering my apartment, and I got myself a Mame playbill, but that's about it for booth-scouring. The auction itself is my interest. Several Sondheim estate items went for thousands, which is far beyond my budget. And the Chita Rivera Broadway Bear has to be my favorite one in the series. She's precious. But so many of the silent auction items these last few years have just been signed playbills and posters. I want the good stuff. Two years ago, I got the original Passion lobby board. That's the kind of thing I want to see. But the Merrily sneakers went for $11.5k, so...y'know. One woman's trash and all that jazz.
The grand auction was very organized this year with prior reservations sent out in advance. I was paddle #2 and got a reserved seat and everything. Very nice. Most of the bids were pretty steady throughout, leading to a record total of $520k raised in that auction alone. The highest bid went to the London/West End experience package (airfare and three West End shows) sponsored by United that sold for $26k. They doubled the package, and two bidders got it at that price each. The walk-on Chicago role went for $20k. Oh, and Norm Lewis stopped by to drum up some hype for his item.
In all, not the most exciting year as I didn't get to take home anything stunning, but still fun. I'll be there next year, parked in front of the auction with my camping stool.
Verdict: A Lovely Day
A Note on Ratings
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