Director Janet Colson is holding auditions for the Riverwalk "Sam Is Your Name" reading in the Riverwalk rehearsal space Saturday May 3rd 1-4:00 pm. Contact: janetccolson@gmail.com
Roles
SAM; a young man, early twenties,
ARMADILLO; an intelligent man, late forties
NATHAN; a father, late fifties
ABBY; a sweet girl, late teens
TIFFANY; a widow, late forties
YBEN; brother of SAM; early twenties
This is a dark, mysterious, psychological drama. Adult language.Here's how it begins:Scene One: Denial.
(A young, slender man lies on the floor in a windowless room with a table and chairs on both sides. There is one door. Upon the table there are words carved into it reading, ‘Detective ARMADILLO’. The young man rises quickly and with caution and walks across the table over to the door. He reaches for the knob but the handle will not turn. He stares around the room and then realizes that there is something carved into the wall. He walks over and sees that all the walls are covered in names. It is at this time that the door opens and a large, bulky man, covered in scars and burns with a torn up red suit and a patch over his right eye walks in. He does not look dead or grotesque, but merely rough. As if life was hard and the afterlife doesn’t seem to be any better. He is holding a large black, leather briefcase.)
The reading will be 7 pm Sunday, 6/1 at Riverwalk.
Email me if you want the sides or the script emailed to you. (jszussman@gmail.com)
Roles
SAM; a young man, early twenties,
ARMADILLO; an intelligent man, late forties
NATHAN; a father, late fifties
ABBY; a sweet girl, late teens
TIFFANY; a widow, late forties
YBEN; brother of SAM; early twenties
This is a dark, mysterious, psychological drama. Adult language.Here's how it begins:Scene One: Denial.
(A young, slender man lies on the floor in a windowless room with a table and chairs on both sides. There is one door. Upon the table there are words carved into it reading, ‘Detective ARMADILLO’. The young man rises quickly and with caution and walks across the table over to the door. He reaches for the knob but the handle will not turn. He stares around the room and then realizes that there is something carved into the wall. He walks over and sees that all the walls are covered in names. It is at this time that the door opens and a large, bulky man, covered in scars and burns with a torn up red suit and a patch over his right eye walks in. He does not look dead or grotesque, but merely rough. As if life was hard and the afterlife doesn’t seem to be any better. He is holding a large black, leather briefcase.)
The reading will be 7 pm Sunday, 6/1 at Riverwalk.
Email me if you want the sides or the script emailed to you. (jszussman@gmail.com)
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