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100 for extra sexy-ladyness and being super-photogenic in the photoshoot today. Also, for really actually letting go in the acting exercise today. I haven't really done that in a while.

Buried Child: Act I.

So, effed family 101. Kind of reminds me of a hybrid lovechild of August: Osage County and American Buffalo. Halie and Dodge are two old people in Illinois with three sons: Ansel (dead), Tilden, and Bradley (a gimp because of his own stupidity). The setting is an old farmhouse that's completely falling apart.

Dodge does awesome stuff like ignore his wife and watch TV while she begs him to take his pills and tells a story of when she used to be 'escorted' (what?). He's probably a closet drunk or something. Also, their son (Tilden) has been 'kicked out of New Mexico,' not doubting it's because of something weird since he decided to have to bright idea to sprinkle corn husks on Dodge while he slept.

They seem completely shut off from the outside world. Like something was sucked out of them and left them in a time warp of the 40s. I want to know what happens next.