I think mimes are very much like Marmite you either love or hate them. I love Marmite (not as good as Bovril though) but hate mimes. The most famous of all mimes has passed away - the one who taught Bowie to get stuck in a glass box - no sorry that was second-hand through Lindsay Kemp one of Mr Marceau's students (i must be more accurate).
Anyway.....
I just can't get this picture out of my head. Marcel's family are sat on the sofa watching the telly whilst at the back of the room Marcel suddenly gurns and rolls his eyes. He points theatrically at his chest and then waves his arms in the manner of a drowning man, eliciting no response he silently points at his rib cage and begins to clutch at his throat the family continues to watch t.v. unaware of his distress. Meanwhile he sinks slowly to the floor in a rubber legged fashion simultaneously holding his nose as he disappears from view behind the couch.
It's what he would have wanted - mime in peace.
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