this is me opening my askbox. my askbox is open. not that it was ever specifically closed but it is open hadestown lovers and viewers of the proshot if you have thoughts and you want to send thoughts into an askbox do it PLEASE i need to hear everyone's thoughts and takeaways so so badly
no okay but persephone. when you listen to the soundtrack it's like she's a party girl she drinks and has fun but you guys dont understand because every single time she took a drink she grimaced. every single time. not once did she enjoy herself, because it wasn't her indulging in her wants it was her coping. and even!! even during livin it up on top when everyone takes a drink there's a moment of silence where they all look almost disgusted by it. none of them enjoy it it doesn't taste good to any of them yet still they drink it??
and then UGH okay because lady of the underground i was under the impression that she was interacting with the workers and whatnot like making the cracks in the wall that orpheus was about to break down but there's no one on stage. the only people on stage are the musicians, hermes, and persephone. none of the workers are there. she's singing to herself. do you understand do you get it?? especially with why do we build the wall right before that because I didn't realize persephone was in that song?? and the whole time she looks terrified. she Doesn't want to be here she Doesn't want to engage with this (my mom compared the song to being at a maga rally and she was 100% correct) but she does anyway, perhaps because she's forced to. and the look of heartbreak when eurydice appears; the way eurydice is confused and put off at first, but it doesn't take long for her to learn the words and join in????
eurydice and persephone is a whole other thing because I never realized how much of a relationship they had. like persephone is quick to be friendly with her, and eurydice is enthralled by that attention. but then during chant when persephone is singing about like the earth dying and people starving she's looking at eurydice walking by. she's looking at her and she looks heartbroken, she's reaching out to her but she can't reach her because she's not there. she watches as the fates strip eurydice of everything she has, and then that look of despair changes of one to fear as hades' eyes land on eurydice as he declares he'll find someone else who will be grateful. and I know that like flowers can be like an analogy for sa but I really felt it during that part. not so much in songbird vs rattlesnake? but definitely during the end of chant like AJHVSGDJAS.
and then like I said when eurydice enters the underworld persephone looks shaken. because she knows eurydice, and she knows orpheus, and- idk man. imagine being in hell and someone you know shows up, but you know they can't leave and you know they're soon to become a shell of who they once were. like. yeah
EDIT IF YOURE READING THIS CHECK THE REBLOGS THE ONE WITH BLUE'S TAGS IS THE BEST YOU SHOULD REBLOG THAT ONE NOT THIS ONE!!!!
#THANK YOU for pointing out how persephone looks at eurydice during chant bc i think about that so much #she’s arguing with hades and then her attention is drawn to eurydice. “the harvest dies and people starve” is basically directed at her. #persephone is living with this knowledge and it hurts her #i love how hadestown touches on persephone knowing and caring about eurydice and orpheus #she doesn’t put into words how much she knows them but she interacts with both of them like she’s always known them #how many summers has she gone up top and watched orpheus grow. do you think she catalogues when he’s changed the way a mother might #do you think she looked at eurydice and understood her frustration #do you think she knew what was going to happen. do you think she saw a pattern and knew how orpheus and eurydice would end #also! unrelated to what i just said but in livin it up on top #when orpheus says “she will provide” #and persephone responds with “i will” very emphatically #and she’s looking at orpheus #i wonder how much of that was a promise to herself as much as a promise to him and everyone else around #she’s doing the best she can and she’s seeing more and more that it’s not enough #all she can do is say that she’s going to do everything in her power to provide for the people she loves (blueisconfused)
#When I was playing Persephone in Hadestown #they had me walk onstage a little bit before Eurydice enters the underworld in Why We Build The Wall #and every time I walked onstage #I would just watch the workers sing #And then Eurydice came on and I tried to look as horrified as possible #and during the last verse I would snap my head over to look out in the audience #I tried to convey that it was like I was singing along against my will #if that makes any sense at all and #during our lady of the underground we had workers on stage BUT #there was a section I always had fun with where we were allowed to call a worker over for “come here brother.. lemme guess” and #then we’d dismiss them and then #during the section where she’s singing “when was the last time you saw the sky..?” #I tried to make it very apparent that although she was looking at the audience #she was singing to herself #And I’ve been wanting to find a way to yap for a while so I hope you don’t mind my reblogging with my own shit #she doesn’t put into words how much she knows them but she interacts with both of them like she’s always known them #but I was always trying to make the audience get the feeling that #although I was acting like I was just a bit of an overdramatic party girl #there was a lot I was dealing with as the character and I was coping unhealthily #CHANT TOO WAS ALSO SUPER FUN #initially my Hades (awesome guy) and I had the idea that we’d come up and down the stairs on the platform #and it was intended to look like we were sort of chasing each other arguing about what was going on #but unfortunately we couldn’t execute that because there was only a set of stairs on one side of the platform #it was still awesome though !!!!! I was onstage during the part where Orpheus was singing and #I’d always close my eyes when he was talking about how “lady persephone’s blinded by a river of wine” (exceptformarvin)
Quite the one-two punch from blueisconfused and exceptformarvin!!
alright i’ve seen the proshot and i need to talk about AMBER GREY’S ACTING DURING OF CHANT AND WHY WE BUILD THE WALL???????? she rose up from the ground and looked genuinely HORRIFIED. and she understands immediately what hades is saying when he’s going to “find someone who does” want his love. she’s terrified because she knows exactly what will happen to eurydice. she and eurydice sharing a look before she goes up to hades’s office?? ohhhh i’m still thinking about that. i feel like there’s always been an implication of sa or at least forced coercion there but this was the most overt i think it’s been. (also that one shot where eurydice looks back at persephone and persephone is looking straight back at her. i would like to shake the hands of all the editors of this proshot because they really let amber grey shine)
THIS YES THIS I LOVE YOU PERSEPHONE I LOVE YOU AMBER GREY genuinely like I KNEW that the like opportunity for a implication of sa was there but this gave me chills
I think it'd be fun if Grace did lose his mind a little but on the Hail Mary right, like maybe the amnesia and the side effects of the drug plus isolation and extreme stress and sometimes he experiences vivid hallucinations in between memory dumps so when they get the videos back it becomes very clear that sometimes he's having conversations with people who aren't there and oh my god the alien is real but also what the fuck Grace and the whole timelike the fate of humanity is teetering on the overburdened shoulders of a guy who is obviously not all there and holy shit he still saves the planet but RIP Dr. Grace out here doing whole v-logs about the ongoing argument with Olyesa over her stolen vodka and the debate about mustard on Ramen with Yao and like - he does consciously know they're dead, right, thats clearly not a thing he forgets and yet-
And Rocky is like.... Who Grace talking to? Oh okay, Grace, when last sleep?
Because Yao and Ilyukhina always show up when Grace is really really really tired.
And Rocky has the human-thinking-machine and he’s reading up on ghosts and paranormal activity and does a video while Grace is asleep like.... Earth ship haunted. Yao and Ilyukhina are obviously around to watch Grace, because Grace is all alone.
O.O
And he tries to 'talk' to Yao and Ilyukhina and they don't answer but he's like 'Is Okay. Rocky watch Grace sleep. Rocky watch Yao and Ilyukhina sleep too.'
imagine going to your first rehearsal for a musical and the first words your characters say to each other are “come home with me” “who are you” “the man who’s gonna marry you” and your first duet is a song about a wedding and you get to fall in love doing a show about The Tragic Greek Lovers Ever and then years later you get married to each other and you become the version of the lovers who get a happy ending and get to go home together and you get to do the show again together and now the characters have a different meaning
day 1 at the communal puzzle club: i see a puzzle with a sign next to it that says "please help with our communal puzzle" and i say to myself "don't mind if I do" and did the whole thing
day 2 at the communal puzzle club: i get gently reprimanded for not sharing the puzzle experience with the others. in my defense I thought they needed all the help they could get
day 3 at the communal puzzle club: we start a new puzzle and i put one of the pieces in my pocket and save it for later so i can be the one who puts in the last piece
day 4 at the communal puzzle club: the puzzle is almost complete so i reach into my pocket and realize i left the last piece in my other pants which are currently in the washing machine. i feign ignorance
day 5 at the communal puzzle club: the others are suspicious but they have no proof. they check my pockets before i leave but little do they know that this time i ate the pieces
day 6 at the communal puzzle club: i put an entire bottle of miralax in my coffee to get the pieces out of my digestive system but they are too far dissolved to be usable. my stomach is in so much pain and i can't stop shitting but i rinse off what's left of the pieces and make it to puzzle club anyway, only to find out they don't meet on mondays. i am inconsolable.
day 7 at the communal puzzle club: i realized those pieces are incriminating evidence so i slipped them in someone else's pocket. i should be good as long as they don't find residual traces of my dna
day 9 at the communal puzzle club: i am in such deep focus that the others are starting to fear me. either that or they are cowering away from the communal puzzle out of sheer respect for my skills
day 10 at the communal puzzle club: i'm getting better and better, i can now do several puzzles in one day. the others are discussing what to do about me in hushed tones. little do they know my laser focus allows me to hear everything they say. they aren't a threat.
day 11 at the communal puzzle club: the club manager unlocked the door but already i am inside. ive been here all night doing puzzles in the dark. they threaten to ban me from the club so in response i pick a 500 piece puzzle at random and complete it in under 45 minutes, just to show them who the real authority is
day 12 at the communal puzzle club: i have been officially banned from the communal puzzle club. in a fit of rage i grab as many pieces as i can and eat them, making sure to thoroughly chew and swallow every single one. if i can't do them, no one can.
day 13 at the communal puzzle club: it's monday again. the club doesn't meet today. it's the perfect opportunity to break in and do as many puzzles as my heart desires, without any of the club's petty drama to distract me
day 14 at the communal puzzle club: i am in jail because the club manager snitched to the cops like the pathetic weakling they are. this is the worst night of my entire life there aren't any puzzles here
day 15 at the communal puzzle club: the judge let me off with a restraining order since I didn't actually steal anything. i show back up to communal puzzle club just to make a show of ripping the order to shreds. no piece of paper will dictate my life, only jigsaw-cut cardboard has that power. nothing else.
day 16 at the communal puzzle club: everyone is so quiet today when I walk in. I eat some pieces in a show of force, just to remind everyone who's in charge. I comment that they taste somewhat like strychnine, they say it's just because Ravensburger has a new method of chemically processing their pieces. sounds plausible. 30 minutes later i am convulsing violently but i beg them not to call an ambulance until i finish the puzzle i was working on. but the bastards don't listen and I'm shipped off to the hospital kicking and screaming.
day 17 at the communal puzzle club: i spent the night in the hospital. a detective comes in and says they're investigating the manager of the communal puzzle club for attempted murder and asks what i know. i tell him honestly that i ain't no snitch and spit in his face. he says they have more than enough evidence to prosecute regardless.
day 18 at the communal puzzle club: the club manager is on trial for attempted murder and i am called as a witness. i tell the judge that i ain't no snitch and spit in his face. i am held in contempt of the court
day 19 at the communal puzzle club: the defense makes a plea of justifiable self defense, citing the restraining order that isn't even 1 week old. somehow the judge buys that flimsy defense. i mean, this is the same judge who didn't even recognize me from that same case despite being the same judge. i think the poor old man has dementia so i make a motion for a mistrial. it gets shot down because the system is corrupt.
day 20 at the communal puzzle club: the judge says i should get jail time but he decided i should be in a mental facility instead. i don't know why he would think that, i have been nothing but sane my entire life. god forbid a woman have hobbies
day 4 in the psych ward: i need to find those missing pieces i need to find them i need to find them i have been questioning everybody all the nurses all the doctors all the patients all the miscellaneous hospital staff but nobody knows anything. this is hopeless. i will never be able to overcome this trauma. my life is over
day 5 in the psych ward: it's so boring in here. without complete puzzles there's nothing to do except watch tv but the only channel they get is the local news. i begrudgingly watch out of nothing but all-encompassing ennui. but one of the stories is about the communal puzzle club and suddenly i am overcome with nostalgia. turns out there was a series of alleged poisonings attributed to that location. strychnine was found in three people so far, one of whom was myself. but the others didn't survive. this confirms my suspicion that i am in fact the chosen one
day 6 in the psych ward: with a renewed sense of purpose i will attempt to convince the doctors of my "sanity," but i also came to the realization that they don't care about sanity, they only care about sedation. they want to supress my passion, eradicate my truth, condition me to fall in line with the rest of the "sane" people. with that knowledge, i was able to tell them everything they wanted to hear. i acted polite, pretended i was cured, i even feigned complete disinterest in puzzles! it made my stomach boil but i did it, i convinced them, and just like that, i was free.
day 28 at the communal puzzle club: i don't know why everyone was so surprised to see me again, it's only natural that i'd come to finish what i started
(i know this is supposed to be day 27 at the communal puzzle club but day 27 was a monday so nothing happened) like what am i gonna say, "day 27 i sat alone in my studio apartment eating cereal and biding my time"
day 29 at the communal puzzle club: the communal puzzle club has been disbanded, the club manager has been arrested, and the whole place is swarming with cops. i watched as they hauled off a bunch of expensive looking printers and like a billion reams of paper and loaded them onto a big police truck.
apparently, the communal puzzle club was just a front for document forgery and counterfeit cash, and i had been inadvertently sabotaging them this entire time. which is sad because i support both of those things. but it also explains why they met 12 hours a day, 6 days a week and why they had their own building despite having no profit model and also why i was the only one who seemed to actually care about the puzzles. everyone else was too busy making fake passports to care.
in hindsight, i always knew they were all a bunch of casuals. but i didn't mind because they had so many excellent puzzles. I asked one of the officers if i could at least have the puzzles but he said they were already taken and locked away in the evidence room. the thought sickens me- all those puzzles, gathering dust, never to be assembled again. or maybe the pigs just took them for themselves! so they could have all the puzzles they want while the rest of us ordinary, law-abiding citizens have nothing to do except die of boredom!
the moral of the story is that we can never have nice things because of the fucking pigs. fuck the police.
my local library was having a puzzle swap and there was a puzzle with a sign next to it that said "please help with our communal puzzle" and i thought "wouldn't it be funny if i did the entire thing by myself" and then i did the entire thing by myself while rolling that thought around in my brain and as it rolled it started picking up all the various mold spores and fungus i keep up there. like a katamari