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Peter Brusikiewicz' Weekly Blog - February 18th 2007
It has been awhile since I wrote to all of you. My apologies. I have been busy as heck. Things have been picking up here. I have played in three projects, thus far, and am playing in a fourth one this coming week. They are all student films. But they are all a perfect way to grow as an actor: To get comfortable in front of the camera, and to learn to communicate with the people behind the camera. Meanwhile, I can work on my craft of acting. It is what I have learned from editing. You have to take on all projects at the beginning. And you learn new things from all projects. Same goes for acting, you learn new things about your acting from each project, that you can apply, in the future, to others. Peter Brusikiewicz and Relationships at school So I have been at school, and on my off days, I have been shooting. School is going good. People are starting to bicker with one another. We are all getting emotionally unstable in our own little ways. It is becoming one hell of a ride as the relationships become closer amongst the fellow “actors in the making”. Meisner was awesome this past bit. I am starting to understand it a bit more. People, who study method acting, usually have a problem with meisner-trained actors, and vice versa. They cannot work together. This goes for the mixing of any acting techniques. Let it be known to all the directors in the making: Hell breaks loose between the actors when they are trained off of clashing techniques. Method acting is all about retrieving emotions that you have in you, while, meisner, is all about relying on your organic impulses. So Strasberg’s “method acting” is all about “ME, ME, ME”. Meisner, on the other hand, is all about reading off the other actor or actors. Both, however, have their pros and cons.
Peter Brusikiewicz and Meisner When I do miesner exercises, I need to feed off the other actor. If I do not, then, the exercises remain without growth and intensification. I was paired up with this Norwegian girl. She was doing an exercise with an objective, and I knocked on the door and came in with my own objective. As I moved closer, she got louder, and so I got louder, and then she got louder, and then me, up until the point where she got off her chair punching me and bursting into tears. It seems that I have a way with women. She is not the first one who flew at me throwing her fists and crying. Only then, did natural and organic impulses come out. I felt as if no one was watching. As if I were having a private moment in public. This is emotionally draining shit, man. By the end of the day, I was beat. More and more, do I understand why actors do the things they do. They are a weird bunch (but in a good way). So I am getting comfortable with the whole thing, but I still feel like I have so much more to give. One day at a time. Until next time. PeterB
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