I Will Live As An Actor - Chapter 85
I Will Live as an Actor Episode 85
Actor Park Sang-cheol cannot keep his mouth shut at the passionate performance on stage. As the play progresses, I can’t take my eyes off it, as if I’m in a swamp that I can’t get out of.
Theater master Riold Lang-Pierre said: The essence of theater is not something that comes from experience, but a ray of truth that blooms from the actor’s fingertips.
‘Nonsense.’
When he was in college, Park Sang-cheol snorted while looking at the words written in the textbook. After all, wouldn’t you naturally understand this just by looking at the Daehakro theater company?
The acting of an inexperienced actor is less persuasive than a mere prop. Rather than helping the audience understand, the rookie’s acting only hinders immersion due to the lack of experience. Moreover, after acting in a theater company all my life, those values became more solid. But.
‘how.’
In the scene where Baek Mu-yeol hands over the watch to Kang Hee-soo, he shouts at the judge with unbearable calmness, and in the scene where he bites the guard’s wrist while undergoing all kinds of torture, you can see that he is sobbing breathlessly under his razor-sharp gaze.
‘Whoa.’
I sighed as if to soothe my frustrated heart, but instead, only emptiness filled the empty space. It is not only actor Park Sang-cheol. Most of the other audience members were shedding tears, covering their mouths with their sleeves.
This is because the image of Baek Mu-yeol being tortured on stage felt like an actual independence fighter, as if it were a reflection of those times in the past, rather than simply an actor acting.
-If people like me pile up one by one and turn into dust, crumble, and mud, spring will someday come to this dry land of Joseon, using that nourishment. So, in the next life, let’s have a conversation over a cup of coffee with me. At that time, Joseon will also be filled with the scent of spring. I, Baek Mu-yeol, will only look at you for the rest of my life. So don’t be sad. I don’t want to leave you with only painful memories.
The calm monologue has an unknown resonance. Baek Mu-yeol’s last tears, as he turns his back on the world, cause deep waves in the calm lakeside. The feast of the play passes before my eyes. From Baek Mu-yeol’s appearance as a modern boy leisurely walking the streets of Gyeongseong to his gaze as the last independence fighter. It’s hard to believe that this was the performance of a single new actor.
Isn’t it as if he has truly become Baek Mu-yeol? As proof, the audience sitting in the audience had already been persuaded and understood by England.
‘What did I know about theater all this time?’
Is it so heartbreaking to see him acting like Baek Mu-yeol on stage?
-There.
I thought it was an old tree growing straight up. However, like an old pine tree, the deeply rooted values are cracked and a wave of unknown emotions seeps in like a flood.
-Has spring arrived in Joseon?
The deep and long lingering feeling fills the audience with emotion all the way to their chins. The stage curtain rises again and the actors who performed the play walk out and line up in a row. At that moment, the audience stands up and claps without any thought.
Some people even whistled passionately, as if it was a pity that they had no choice but to respond to the actors’ passionate performances with a standing ovation. Actor Park Sang-cheol also stands up with red eyes and joins the procession.
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[Requests for a re-performance of ‘Spring of Joseon’ presented at the Korean Theater Festival are flooding in!]
[Theater critic Lee Hee-chang
‘Seeing Jang Yeong-guk as Baek Moo-yeol reminded me of the birth of a great actor.’
High praise.]
[The spring of Joseon creates a syndrome among young people visiting the Independence Hall of Korea.]
[The Korean Theater Festival’s signal fire leads to a boom in the theater world again!]
After the Korean Theater Festival ended successfully, numerous articles flooded the Republic of Korea. made. There were numerous plays, but the one that attracted the most attention was definitely ‘Spring of Joseon’. As proof of this, the Korean Theater Association has already been inundated with calls inquiring about repeat performances.
“There are no plans yet. Yes, we are hoping for a repeat performance, so we will inquire with the theater company. Thank you.”
“There will be no re-performance at the awards ceremony. Yes, it is a pity for us, but there was no re-performance of the original work at the awards ceremony. What will be the results of the awards? The judges have not yet announced their results. . Please wait a moment.”
“Yes, yes. Spring of Joseon? Are there any plans to sell it on VOD?”
The Korean Theater Association’s phone is ringing non-stop. Employees are constantly bombarded with inquiries from the moment they arrive at work. There has been a Korean Theater Festival every year, but the response has never been as enthusiastic as this year. From requests for repeat performances, to phone calls asking about the results of awards ceremonies that never came out, to persuasion to sell Joseon Spring on VOD.
At that moment, when Kim Sang-do, the president of the association, entered the public relations office, the employees stood up with surprised faces.
“It’s okay, just sit down.”
Association President Kim Sang-do doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he watches the series of events unfold in the aftermath of the Korean Theater Festival. Obviously, the fact that so much interest was poured into the theater festival was worthy of shouts of happiness, but I also felt sorry when I saw the staff answering the phone calls one by one, even skipping lunch.
‘Is it really possible for one person to change like this?’
Kim Sang-do is reminded of ‘Spring of Joseon’, which the public is so eager to see repeated. Didn’t you also sit in the audience and watch the stage? The sadness I felt from Baek Mu-yeol’s gaze and his calm voice still lingered deep in my heart.
It was an acting skill that could never be considered that of an ordinary rookie actor. As the play reached its conclusion, Kim Sang-do even felt the thrill of revisiting the heyday of past plays. As a theater critic said, it was like facing the birth of a great actor. At that moment, as if to awaken his thoughts, the phone in the public relations office rings again.
That time.
The Korean Theater Association is not the only place where the receiver continues to ring like a broken fire hydrant. The same goes for Songwon Entertainment, a British agency. Inquiries have been pouring in continuously since morning.
From broadcasters to Chungmuro officials and advertisers. We are flooded with calls, all looking for the UK. At the very least, there are now even broadcasters who come to the agency. CEO Kim Seong-hwan smiles helplessly at the sight.
“These noblemen who have never even had any contact with me are coming to me.”
There is a saying in the entertainment industry that you live by popularity and die by popularity. This means that no matter how successful a star was in his past, no one will look for him after his popularity cools. Didn’t the excitement that was so high due to the drama Youth cool down like a ghost after choosing Confessions of a Priest as the next work?
“What happens if a priest’s confession becomes a hit like this?”
CEO Seonghwan Kim shakes his head with his cheeks shaking. This is because the theater festival alone brings so many calls to the UK, and it is hard to imagine what the aftermath would be if Confessions of a Priest were to be released. Actress Park Soo-young, who was sitting on the sofa in the representative office, joked at that sight.
“CEO, it’s not the time to be so pushy, but shouldn’t Britain be invited to the agency now? It looks like we’ve received a lot of casting inquiries for dramas and movies with fairly high advertising costs. No matter how I look at it, the CEO seems to be very partial to Young-Kuk.”
Even as she says that, Park Soo-young looks like she is in a good mood. After all, how can it be bad for a junior you care about to receive so much attention from the public and the industry? CEO Seonghwan Kim speaks with a confident expression upon seeing this.
“We won’t catch those who can’t wait even a day, so we tell them to leave. We’re the ones who feel regretful now. They all seem to be coming back as if their feet were on fire. And there should have been a way to push and pull like this in the first place. Can we call Ora a precious actor for nothing?”
“Look, I tell you to come out right away even if only one advertisement comes in.”
“That’s right, Actor Park, it’s rare for you to be invited to an advertisement… huhm.”
“What, I was just trying to say it’s rare! I’m sad. I’m really under the CEO out of loyalty.”
“Aww, our Actor Park is the best! Lunch is almost ready. Instead, let’s go to the Chinese restaurant in front of here. It’s a newly opened restaurant and the food is very good.”
“Again, you’re trying to change your mind. Why do you take someone who always orders Jajangmyeon as a single item when you go to a Chinese restaurant? I tried to order sweet and sour pork, but he said it was the first time in my life that I’ve ever been treated with such disrespect. I’m not going, I’m not going!”
CEO Kim Seong-hwan happily says this.
“Okay, today we’re going to have sweet and sour pork and also Palbochae. The PR team members will remain at the agency, so let’s all go together.”
“What’s going on? Our salty CEO. Instead of doing that, call England too.”
“no.”
Park Soo-young opens his eyes in confusion at the sudden decisiveness. At that moment, CEO Seonghwan Kim smiles happily and explains further.
“Is it possible to interrupt the long-awaited time between mother and child?”
* * *
Young women can be seen renting hanbok at Gyeongbokgung Palace. In the gap, England is waiting with its hat pulled down. Not long after, the mother comes out dressed in a beautiful hanbok. The forsythia-colored skirt and pure white jeogori match beautifully.
“Mom, you’re really nice.”
“really?”
My mother kept making an embarrassed expression as if her outfit looked awkward. Lady Yang comes out wearing a hanbok with her hair braided with a daenggi.
“Oh my goodness, England. It’s truly Gobday!”
After speaking, he quickly covers his mouth.
“Oh my gosh, is there anyone who has a name?”
She is a kind-hearted Miss Yang. Even if a mother and son want to go on a date, their son is a celebrity, so even an ordinary outing is not easy. Not only Yang’s sister, but also manager Lee Bong-chun joined in and they all came to Gyeongbokgung Palace together. At first glance, it looks like a perfect filial piety tour. I hold my mother’s rough hand and walk together.
“I’ll at least send you some nutritional cream. Your hands are so sore.”
“Aida, this is a base that naturally develops when you work at Nam Port. There’s no need to worry too much.”
You say that, but I guess you can’t help but feel anxious. The sight of him unconsciously rubbing his palms, fiddling with his calluses, and observing his son’s feelings makes me sad. It was when I was walking around Gyeongbokgung Palace with my mother wearing flower shoes.
-I came to see the Korean Theater Festival. I heard the last performance was absolutely amazing. Jang Young-guk’s portrayal of Baek Mu-yeol gave me goosebumps. Even after it ended, I kept crying because my heart was so heavy because of the lingering emotions. Hee-kyung, I’m so sorry I can’t see you. They say they may perform again next time, so let’s go together then. I want to see you again too.
Female students who came to see Gyeongbokgung Palace gather in groups of twos and threes and talk among themselves. The main topic of conversation among female students was none other than the spring of Joseon. Among them, students praise England’s acting and complain that they want to see the performance. At that time, Lady Yang pokes her mother’s side and speaks in a low voice.
“Thank you for the soup, my son, I really did well.”
The mother looks embarrassed. And then you give strength to the hand that is holding your son. A faint smile also blooms on my mother’s face, which is always hit by the shimmering sea breeze.
Looking at that scene, England feels his heart pounding involuntarily. As if Mrs. Yang had read his mind, she said as she put on her two hats.
“I’ll take a picture of the two of you, so strike a pose.”
The hat stands neatly against the backdrop of Gyeonghoeru (慶會樓) at Gyeongbokgung Palace. The swaying pond of Gyeonghoeru and the red plum blossoms that turn the sky pink feel like a painting.
While Mr. Yang asks him to pose as if he were a photographer with a disposable film camera, the mother looks at her son and smiles like a sunny spring day.
“Kook-ah’s mother is really good.”
What’s so good about it?
“Our Kook became an actor who touched people’s hearts.”
The plum blossom leaves that fill the pond seem to express the current excitement.