CAST AS: Leslie Bromhead in No Sex Please, We're British
About this performance:
This was my first major role since returning to acting after college. This show went up during the summer, and the air conditioning in the building we were using at the time wasn't quite up to the task. We were all soaking with sweat by the end of each performance. I was also the Technical Director for the show, so there were many long evenings getting the set built and painted (and re-painted, and re-painted, until the director liked what she saw).
On opening night, I forgot one of my props. I bring on a newspaper that is key to the scene (we all read a story in the paper about 10 minutes into the scene). The second I walked onstage, I realized I had forgotten the stupid paper. I went through the scene trying to figure out how to get the paper, or how to do the scene without the paper. Finally, seeing no other option, when we got to the point where I produce the paper, I looked around confused, and said, "Didn't I pick up a paper while we were out? I must have left it outside." Then I ran out through the front door of the flat. One of the other actors was waiting backstage with the paper and a very disgusted look on his face. I went back out, and the scene went on.
Fortunately, the director didn't kill me. And she is still willing to work with me.
Advice for others:
Don't be the Technical Director for this show and be in the cast unless there is absolutely no alternative. This show does have some tricky technical requirements that require careful attention (it is a typical 5-door British farce). Unless you only need 30 minutes of sleep a night, that is....
As for the acting side of things, as with all farces, you need to keep the pace as rapid as possible (which doesn't mean saying your lines as fast as you can). Don't give the audience time to breathe. Let the absurdities build upon each other, and the audience will be too busy laughing to notice the plot holes.