Late in the rehearsal process I got my costume, including a pair of trousers that were perfect. Someone, the director In fact, decided there could be a hilarious sight gag if someone ripped the trousers and sewed in a little piece of material to make it look as if my undershorts were showing. I didn’t think it was a good idea. But it happened.
The trousers have been a source of endless problems since, culminating in last nights performance consisting of an entire first act in which the lead actor unwittingly had his balls exposed to the entire front row.
Other than that it was still a good show. Though I wasn’t very fucking happy to find out my performance was ballsy for all the wrong reasons.