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Posted by Let's just say "Liz" on Thu, May 21, 2009
Boldy Going Where No Pecs Have Gone Before...
Filed under: Improv, Tips on How to Live a Life, The Future, Things that are Awesome
Attention ladies (and most gents): a few weeks ago America was blessed with a new sex symbol. Let’s take a moment to bask in the geeky glory that is:
I’ll wait for the nerds to stop screaming about how I’m a bandwagon fan and how I don’t deserve to like Star Trek because I don’t know Khan’s full name.
(Are they done?)
The new franchise (“Star Trek: The Search for Mo’ Money”) is doused in a sheen of hotness; it is full of youthful, energetic actors that fit snugly into the familiar roles, and who stand to make more money off of them than Shatner could have dreamed of. Through this hottie overload, for some reason its our favorite Vulcan, played by the lurvely Zachary Quinto, who induces the most girlish sighs out of the audience, more than even Captain “My Head Is Shaped Like A Shoebox” Kirk. Why is that, gentle reader?
It is because the movie-going public is slowly realizing something TSFers have known for years: smart is sexy.
(Keep in mind I’m qualifying ‘good at improv’ as sexy. It’s a stretch, I know.) Here’s how it is: your sexiest people (best performers) are the ones that just know stuff. They have a breadth of knowledge that allows them to put in the details that transform regular conversation (performances) into awesome interaction (fantastic performances). In the end, it’s the smart guy or girl that gets the last laugh (orgasm) out of his or her counterpart. The smart one is the one you remember.
That’s not to say that having an MBA transforms you into Hugh Jackman. (Notice nobody got riled up when Spock was played by the bag of jowls that is Leonard Nimoy.)
I bring this all up to simply say this: without a good mind, you’re nada. It’s only through constant improvement of what we know that we can progress as performers, as life partners, as people. If you stop trying to improve yourself you can bet your patootie that your novelty is going to fade. Expand your mind, and I guarantee you’ll expand your abilities, in improv and otherwise. The final frontier isn’t space my friends; it’s your brain.
And who knows? Maybe the next time you pick up a book, you might pick up a lady at the same time.
And by a lady, I mean me. I’m so very lonely.
Mr. Spock.
I’ll wait for the nerds to stop screaming about how I’m a bandwagon fan and how I don’t deserve to like Star Trek because I don’t know Khan’s full name.
(Are they done?)
The new franchise (“Star Trek: The Search for Mo’ Money”) is doused in a sheen of hotness; it is full of youthful, energetic actors that fit snugly into the familiar roles, and who stand to make more money off of them than Shatner could have dreamed of. Through this hottie overload, for some reason its our favorite Vulcan, played by the lurvely Zachary Quinto, who induces the most girlish sighs out of the audience, more than even Captain “My Head Is Shaped Like A Shoebox” Kirk. Why is that, gentle reader?
It is because the movie-going public is slowly realizing something TSFers have known for years: smart is sexy.
(Keep in mind I’m qualifying ‘good at improv’ as sexy. It’s a stretch, I know.) Here’s how it is: your sexiest people (best performers) are the ones that just know stuff. They have a breadth of knowledge that allows them to put in the details that transform regular conversation (performances) into awesome interaction (fantastic performances). In the end, it’s the smart guy or girl that gets the last laugh (orgasm) out of his or her counterpart. The smart one is the one you remember.
That’s not to say that having an MBA transforms you into Hugh Jackman. (Notice nobody got riled up when Spock was played by the bag of jowls that is Leonard Nimoy.)
I bring this all up to simply say this: without a good mind, you’re nada. It’s only through constant improvement of what we know that we can progress as performers, as life partners, as people. If you stop trying to improve yourself you can bet your patootie that your novelty is going to fade. Expand your mind, and I guarantee you’ll expand your abilities, in improv and otherwise. The final frontier isn’t space my friends; it’s your brain.
And who knows? Maybe the next time you pick up a book, you might pick up a lady at the same time.
And by a lady, I mean me. I’m so very lonely.
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