#janemartin

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I cannot for the life of me remember why I was talking about janemartin but in honor of the worm moon,

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Janemartin here we come

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Good Boys

This play felt dangerous to read. The image of a teen pointing a gun to the audience is daunting, especially with the rate of school shootings in America. Martin focuses our perspective on the fathers of the victim and murderer. I found the time jumps in the play very effective in its storytelling because it was set up in Ethan’s first line, “Hey, don’t sweat it, I’m dead.” We jump back to the important moments between Ethan and Marcus as Thomas and James get into what they know. The audience also gets to see the moments that the fathers do not know, which raises the stakes for them. I think this play can be done by any theatre company in any region. As controversial a play about a school shooting is, it is not polarizing. I felt that Martin had a heart for both sides of the story, while also checking the entitlement of James’. She doesn’t rule race out of the discussion completely between the two men, because exploring the experience of being a father was enough to engage the reader or audience. 

James was honest to Corin. It is hard to lie to a child, especially one whose brother you killed. Eight years after the traumatic shooting, and no one has been able to fully heal. As the play expresses, however, payback means more payback. Living with the consequence of your fatal mistakes is almost unfathomable as dying, and I am glad that Martin lets the audience see that once James learns that Corin’s gun is not loaded after taking full blame for Marcus and Ethan’s death.

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Hagemeister Brewery painting . . . . . . . . . . . #hagemeister #brewery #wisconsin #historic #historical #museum #sturgeonbay #painting #art #donated #ondisplay #janemartin #bayshore #drive (at Door County Historical Museum and Archives)

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Waiting backstage for Somebody, Nobody. I have this habit of camping out at the theatre a bit too early 😉❤ #powerstories #somebodynobody #janemartin

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Jack and Jill by Jane Martin  Jack  Goddamnit! Nice, right? Nice. This nice we’re talking about here… has a bad name… to say the goddamn least. Women, to generalize, hate nice… no, no, they like it in clerks, they like it in auto mechanics… but… nice guys finish last, right? Why? Because “nice” just has no sex appeal… it just doesn’t understand the situation. What women prefer are abusive qualities moderated by charm, because they are already abused personalities, given the culture. I’m not kidding. Hey, I don’t buy it because there is another “nice,” a hard-won, complex, covered-with-blood-and-gore “nice.” A necessary “nice” that says to the skags in the motorcycle gang, “Fuck you and the hogs you rode on. I exemplify hope and reason and concern.” See, I raise the fallen banner high, Jill, so satirize me, shoot me, go screw the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse if that’s what turns you on, I’m nice! (Pause) Sorry, I didn’t, uh… don’t know how I got into that… just “nice” you know… well, anyway, sorry.