Are there any movies that may be surprising you have NOT seen?

I have seen all of these movies, but barely. I mean, does it really count that I watched Gone With the Wind when I was 5?

odd list... but any movie list is fairly odd I suppose.

I've only seen three of them.

Options 2-6 I haven't seen.

I've seen six of them. But one other one is sitting by my VCR waiting to be watched!

Only three. "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?", "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner", and "Breakfast at Tiffany's". I was a little confused by "Star Warz (any release)". I only saw the first one. I'm not sure if I was supposed to select it if I hadn't seen any of them or if I hadn't seen all of them...

BTW, there's a few errors in the options.

I've *only* seen Star Wars, ET, Back to the Future and Forrest Gump. I've just bought Rain Man on DVD though.

Oh, it might be surprising that I haven't see Titanic.

Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolfe?

and I guess I've seen Jaws but I don't remember.Probably I didn't see the whole thing.

Gone With the Wind, On Sunset Boulevard, Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolfe?, Look Who's Coming to Dinner, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Dirty Dozen, American Werewolf in London, The Color Purple, Rain Man.

Were's Wizard of Oz? Who Framed Roger Rabbit? And why Forrest Gump? This list is a little messed up. I don't favor or dislike any of these three movies, but I'm sure these and more should or should not be up there.

American Werewolf in London and The Color Purple of this list. There are a lot of others I haven 't seen. I didn't even see Titanic until about a year ago!

I had not seen: gone with the wind, on sunset.., whoes afraid..., look whoes.., breakfast at.., american wearwolf, the color purple.

dont worry, you havent missed much.

Have not yet seen Gone with the Wind, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Dirty Dozen, American Werewolf in London, Rocky, Color Purple.

I haven't seen On Sunset Blvd., Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, Dirty Dozen, Jaws, American Werewolf in London, Look Who's Coming to Dinner, or Rocky, but I don't think that's particularly surprising. I haven't seen Apocalypse Now or Clockwork Orange, which surprises people sometimes. There are others, as well, but I can't think of them just now.

Several actually.
I don't think I've ever sat through all of Star Wars or Rain Man.

I've never seen The Color Purple, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Virginia Wolfe, or Sunset Boulevard.

One I haven't seen that I'd like to is American Beauty.

Don't waste your time wtih Apocalypse Now. My husband and I gave in to the hype about it and finally sat to watch it. Neither of us could figure out why anyone ever liked it.

It's about as bad as Eyes Wide Shut.

I think it's silly to be "surprised" that someone hasn't seen a particular movie. Not everyone is all that enthusiastic about seeing movies.

Movies I have not seen:
1. On Sunset Boulevard
2. Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolfe?
3. Look Who's Coming to Dinner
4. Dirty Dozen
5. American Werewolf in London
6. Rocky (original)
7. The Color Purple
8. Rain Man


Movies I have seen:
1. Gone With the Wind
2. Breakfast at Tiffany's
3. Jaws (original)
4. Star Warz (any release)
5. E.T.
6. Back to the Future (original)
7. Forrest Gump

Gone With the Wind,
On Sunset Boulevard, Who's Afraid of Viginia Wolfe?,
Look Who's Coming to Dinner,
Breakfast at Tiffany's.

there are quite a few on this list..another one is Grease

Did you see the original version, or the Redux they released a couple years ago? I heard the Redux wasn't as good as the original.

I absolutely LOVE Rain Man. I haven't seen a lot of these movies, actually.

I'm not sure which version of Apocalypse Now I saw, but I really liked it. It has a very old-fashioned pace which makes it seem a bit disjointed in places, but I think that's the point.

I haven't seen half of the movies above, mostly because I don't want to.

I do want to see it (the original), but I just haven't gotten around to it yet.

I have so many films like that! There are so many old films I'd love to see.

There are a few really old movies on this list I haven't seen. Even the classics tend to bore me since the story moves so slowly compared to modern movies, so I usually only watch a pre-70's movie when I'm with someone who wants to watch it.

I'd be very happy to watch Apocalypse Now with you sometime, it's one of my favorite movies... I haven't seen it in years... I didn't see the redux edition

I loved Brando's depiction of Kurtz and how far gone he was...

Seen them all.

That would be excellent!

Me too - I think it's the only film I've seen him in, even though I know he's been in a lot of the really *great* films

I've see "The Color Purple" but the movie screen was stained a rust-type color, so it was actually, "The Color Eggplant".

I thought you watch only variations of "Lassie"

Watch by you? Or your VCR??

Are you familiar with any of the Debby Does Dallas films??

It's better than sitting on the toilet and staring at the wall!
*Try not to have so much fun, Joalis

Have you seen "Birth of a Nation" (1911) or "The Great White Hope" (1909) ?

The reason I say that is because I've had people act shocked because I haven't seen a particular movie. They get this look like I killed someone or something. Silly movie zombies. They look so stupid when they do that.

OMIGOD! I just watched Redux...all 4 hours(TiVo snagged it for me) Apocalypse Now is right up there with Clockwork Orange for me. Love love love love it!

Huh?

I know what you mean. I think sometimes I watch old movies in self-defense so people won't criticize me for never having seen them! I do end up enjoying some of them though, and I guess it is nice to be able to keep up with the conversation when someone refers to a certain movie.

Nope.

I hadn't thought about it and you but of course you'd love it! I'm glad you saw it

Nope

Seen almost all, not color purple or dinner.

Only "Gone with the Wind" and "Breakfast at Tiffany's"

Some movies "don't belong up there"? Leonard Maltin was unavailable to assist with the creation of this survey, so who exactly should I have relied on as the authority to "which movies belonged" for the options to this survey? (You?)
Do you realize it's estimated that over 65,000 movies have been produced and released? Is it really logical to believe that any one person would be able to put together a list that satisfied everyone?
You asked, "And, why Forrest Gump?" Maybe because it was the highest grossing movie in its year - and almost the entire decade. With video/DVD rentals, the movie has grossed enough to be one of the highest revenue-generating films in the entire history of movie-making - a couple hundred million shy of one billion dollars. Which could state that one in every few hundred people taking in oxygen from this planet's supply has bothered to view it, even while factoring in the millions of people who don't have the means to grab a flick and a box of popcorn on the weekends.

It was just a simple opinion.

I guess I don't get the real point of the survey.

Well, I didn't mean to come off so crass - I was really just throwing some interesting trivia out there in response...

No prob.

"Anatomy of the Spinning Wheel" (1899)...It's not in color. It is so old it is not even in black and white!!!

Jeff Stryker ring a bell?

"Stuff They'll Make into Wheels Someday" (466 BC)...THIS one is so old, it's a silent film. AND you can't SEE anything either!

Nope, sorry.

You're just like Snake (southernyankee). Always a diplomatic answer (. I don't favor or dislike any of these three movies, but I'm sure these and more should or should not be up there.) * You take such a STAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*You know, you've made "OfTheSoul" cry because you've criticized his survey. Bully!!!

You try "so" hard sometimes . I'm going to have to send you all my 'Stanislavsky Method Acting' books so you can really feel what it's like to be "me"!!

*Gives you a tissue after dealing with Anddoblivion"

"To feel what it's like to be you?" I don't need any books on that - it's easy.

I would just need to step into a body-length sheath of fresh cow crap. Of course, these "poopy-overalls" need to have a group of needles pointing upward, concentrated in the crotch area from inside. This way, I not only emit the crap you do but I get to "methodically" portray being you with the attitude to match.

That's a no-brainer. >

Are you from Iowa?

I sent comprehensive letters of complaint to my school's theater department about their faith in Stanislavsky. He is the antithesis of theater that can also be appreciated telepathically. I had much more luck being 'possessed' by characters I never expected to exist. All of my observation and analysis in 'blood moon' left me astray, imagining the young gal who served her abortion as dinner to the guy who raped her as insidiously vindictively evil. Just in time for the performance I became her though, and it turned out she was actually innocent and confused, mousey, dreamlike. All my intensely choreographed blocking had been in vain. Much of my work, whethar a saint or dracula, was about the manipulation of etheric energies on the audience (learned through my arcana workshops), for which the rehearsed blocking was merely a gross-plane representative side-effect. My poor kathakali roots teacher was pushed to critiquing whethar the energy of my performances was more catholic, hindu, or buddhist. I did get her to extend the class material, pointing out for instance that the same calm potency applied to 'moving through clay' can assume moving 'through air or water' qualities too. Oh crap, I never considered moving through fire. Yep, I've definitely got to sign up for more theater.

They try not to act but to be themselves, to respond or react. This may be a debatable proposition in the sense that performers' images and roles are invariably constructed by such factors as studio publicity and genre codes, but it does relate to a central tenet of the Stanislavski Method: actors were not to emote in the traditional manner of stage conventions, but to speak and gesture in a manner one would use in private life. Acting is a craft, not a consciousness, in my opinion. If you can be "possessed" be your character, more power to you...but it isn't necessary. You see, Kristal-Rose...Your OWN self is what really matters. Actors who get lost in their roles aren't very sparkling as "people". If you're happy wearing a mask everyday and calling it "art", then..fine. But I look at acting like I look at my role as a therapist: Timing is Everything!

Yes. Wait - no. Wait!

. . . . .

Is this a trick question?

The "overalls" and "snapshots" are giving you away, city slicker!!

Ah, but maybe YOU aren't astute enough to consider that there might be those who are equally astute, if not more? And maybe, by not considering this possibility, you are so very easily led astray in your observations by the other?

("Are you black?" Come on! Did you really think my 'bean pita' tale had any true experience tied to it? And shame on you twice, second for assuming the chicken, the stolen car and Mississippi all summed up to the color of my skin. Shame! Think, THINK before you're suddenly tasting your own foot!)

I doubt it!

Trust me, you're being led astray...at this very moment! (hehehe)

Are "we" still talking about Chess?????????

Part of that omniscient goal includes knowing others from the inside out. My spirit is still there behind the posession, sculpting the ether, but the actions come initially directly from the character, no thinking, memory, observation, or insight involved. People watch movies to experience others, I try them on personally. I believe I already mentioned 'downloading' others to try the world out through their eyes. There's still craft involved. I meditate on symbolic gestures which pass for natural activity, and then etch and enlarge where useful. I guess really, a lot of personalities and levels of concern go into my work. For me, it certainly is about consciousness and more than a captivating portrayal, my goal is to pull the audience into a state of consciousness that is new for them. I want them to feel reality has been transfigured with new laws. Theater is a much more intriguing venue for this than teaching a yoga class.
Having a dual persona-consciousness has taught me that everything which 'calls' itself I, and has perceptions and interests is a superficial layer. As others have travelled out of body, I have travelled both out of body and out of mind, leaving behind an intellect engaged in a lofty strata of metaphysical dialogue with another. It turns out that everything that 'thinks' itself 'I', even with vast global manifestation powers, is an automaton in the divine plan. We are something still beyond that. That too, many years ago, took me some philosophical recouping, knowing that I must go on as something I am actually not. That that is all that exists in most of the planes I am familiar with. I have met others familiar with that consciousness too. I knew full well that being some sort of angel was still just a layer of delusion. I'm going with 'it's brief, it's here, take advantage of it, even if it is a temporory delusion'.

OfTheSoul wins this round, unless of course you are really OfTheSoul, in which case you really pulled a good one.
btw, I did some net research. That place with the palm temples I visited in meditation could well have been Irian-Jaya. (another hangout sarasvati seems fond of). The places I visit are almost invariably temples. I see the place as both an origin and destination of evolution (like tree kangaroos). Did you ever visit this page of mine? http://www.ereiam.com/lotus/scarab.htm
You might spot the phoenix and sekhmet in the last picture. The first derivation of the sketch depicts america, africa, and asia feeding into malayasia. (presumably this is where the aliens pick up their mélange samples).

"my goal is to pull the audience into a state of consciousness that is new for them."
*That is what I DO as a therapist!*
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The actor searches vainly for the sound of a vanished tradition, and critic and audience follow suit. We have lost all sense of ritual and ceremony -- whether it be connected with Christmas, birthdays or funerals -- but the words remain with us and old impulses stir in the marrow. We feel we should have rituals, we should do something about getting them and we blame the artists for not finding them for us. So the artist sometimes attempts to find new rituals with only his imagination as his source: he imitates the outer form of ceremonies, pagan or baroque, unfortunately adding his own trapping -- the result is rarely convincing. And after the years and years of weaker and waterier imitations we now find ourselves rejecting the very notion of a holy stage. It is not the fault of the holy that it has become a middle-class weapon to keep the children good. I guess emotional recall should be used only when you aren't too certain about memorizing your lines. On stage, when you hear the sound of applause, pure technique over powers the conscious mind. (It is why I do not clap at the end of a successful therapy session).
Abused as we abuse it at present, dramatic art is in no sense cathartic; it is merely a form of emotional masturbation. It is the rarest thing to find a player who has not had his character affected for the worse by the practice of his profession. Nobody can make a habit of self-exhibition, nobody can exploit his personality for the sake of exercising a kind of hypnotic power over others, and remain untouched by the process.

Fortunately I've 'seen' some of the ancient rituals. For instance, 7th c. india temple dancers operated as spectral energy consciousness keyholes, aligning the audience to be keys in the right common frequency for group prayer ritual. now that I think of it, the buddhist indian stupas with high spiralling paths and yakshi (temple slut adornments) at the gates isn't much different.

In the year 3303, I'm certain someone is visualizing (via psychic trance) Shea Stadium... watching the fans doing 'the wave' thinking much the same thoughts you are now

HA, and it's probably true to some extent. I've seen that direction too. People dance pixel animations of interstellar nature with 100's of thousands of participants, do aerial gymnastic racing, but the main (movie-like) entertainment is plugging everyone into two collective genders to be the consciousness of adam and eve, these two enormous nano-gollums roaming the desert in diverse coursthip, fluctuating between forms like minotaurs and giant pink snails. The city streets have only sidewalks and swimming aqueducts (no one needs to go anywhere). Their auras can be broadcast through the amorphous architecture around them. They are quiet people, though they can interconnect for dialogue in the fashion of any intense fantasy video game. Now that I think of it, I've never actually conversed with someone from another time. I almost wonder if it's 'permissable' (probably from watching too many star-treks). So far, nothing has been 'off limits', though many things had bad repurcussions or were advised against. (I didn't always listen either).
Oh, I never get dates in my visions. Once they truly crack nano-tech, the world could change as fast as we can dream it. That could be 12 years from now or a hundred. The science now is barely a transistor compared to a supercomputer running interactive holograms, but really, how long did that jump take. Virtual physics are coming soon. The most curious trick wiil be the seperation of consciousness from brain cells. Like you, I study all those neural receptors, but having been in remote astral flight, I see it as one of those delusions we live with. My guess is that we will escape the god/materialism debate in an interim mode where sub-molecular model of neural centers propogate across the ether-mass. (hmm, guess I'll have to coin a better phrase for that (from here at my vulcan forge)).

Musn't create the infamous paradox. It ruins everyones morning! But why look ahead? It is like peeking at your Christmas presents hidden in your parents closet the week before Christmas. Right? I, personally, would never deliberately seek out a reading to depict my future. It would only serve to make me less appreciative of the present. I think Carly simon wrote a song about it once.

I don't look at my 'personal' future. At most, I inquire about what path to be on. As far as extended future, (and now that I think of it, I probably will be one of the citizens of that realm I checked out), I figure if I start a new life, I'll forget all these ages again anyhow.
Last night I got on the launch pad, so to say, for stellar astral flights. I got to the starting point where one can see the the stars as if their roof and cloud-cover were gone. I used to do this roughly three years ago, and got myself to a point where I could travel and steer; never reached any destinations though, just moved through always distant stars. I got scared some time ago when such activities (especially downloading others) were accompanied by sensations of extreme high voltage, and it left a residual condition where noises left me with electro-shocks. It wasn't so much loud noises as much as ones associated with electronics or mass, like the tv tube discharging or the walls settling with the night tempurature. Anyhow, I'd been trying to reclaim that stellar capacity for years. I'm thinking you have a good part in restoring such faculty, with the encouragement, if nothing else.
I tried to reach someone from a different time through meditaion. I think I ended up with a rebroadcast of Bjorks Hollywood bowl performance though (especially if some sort of hospital cot was involved).

"It is the rarest thing to find a player who has not had his character affected for the worse by the practice of his profession. Nobody can make a habit of self-exhibition, nobody can exploit his personality for the sake of exercising a kind of hypnotic power over others, and remain untouched by the process."

How rare is the truly successful artist? Typically, this human being is “unaffected by the process” as he does indeed exercise a “hypnotic power” over others. The truly successful artist displays--or exhibits--himself as well as bestows this mystic energy through the statement of his art...yet he is indeed unaffected throughout the process since - by some cruel, unwritten decree - this same artist must die before he is truly successful.

in what sense?

In the ironic sense, mostly. I'm editorializing how it seems the artist who is displayed in the distinguished gallery must be one of (1) dead; (2) lived a few wearisome lives in the span of one lifetime (naturally, a life in poverty-stricken conditions); and/or (3) currently under cerebral palsy attack so overbearing that they are incapable of painting even their own signature.

I have never related to (or comprehended) the sensationalism of the indigent, deprived artist. Is is supposed to be romantic or something?

I'm not holding you responsible for these discriminatory practices, hope it doesn't come across that way. It's just that I like posing these questions to you--somehow, you're likely to have a sound answer or reasoning to offer.

I think the theory is suffering brings out sensitivity. In an inteview Peter Max mentions he figured out that landscape painters living in an attic might get discovered 20 years later. Better to establish money first in commercial graphics then do as you creatively please later. but then he never quite left the appearance of commercial illustration either. He sought fame and money foremost, and that seems to be what he got.
Scarcity has always been a commodity. B. Gates invests in art. someday nanotech will make gold for free, but it will never make another original Monet. The guy who wrote M. Gayes 'Let's get it on' just died. I had no idea he used writers. I think the dead artist thing only applies to non-mass-reproduced works.
Another reason poverty stricken artists fare well is that they had a strong enough passion and belief in their work to set aside creating popular works or getting a regular job to eat with. You can almost say their blood went into their work. I wouldn't expect as much from artists who are wealthy and looking for something to fill their bored hours. Whethar a heavenly picture of the sun, or a dark picture of angst, a person can only portray the intensity of the life they have experienced. I think the post-humous model is giving way to the pop-star model though. I think artists get a decade of being in season at most, then, if lucky hold onto a small following. None of those 70's earth artists will get more popular when they die. Recall jefferson airplane's 'he wants to sell his paintings but the market is slow; they're only selling two brands now..' Picasso and the Beatles change; others get locked into marketing identity.
I look for my old works on the internet once in a while. Their are a few pieces I did which my family is upset about my auctioning off to kids on mothers day for $2 piece. Fairly intense innovative pieces which took a couple hundred hours each. Briefly dying as Thor for a decade didn't make me famous, but then I was rather an anonymous monk, off the radar entirely. Not as bad as my step dad though, who was a baptist minister before becoming a literal buddhist monk. He painted really intense paintings (volcanos errupting flowers, deserts with nebulae and galaxies sitting in hollow rocks or mudpots), and then, when finished, painted over the canvas with yet another painting. (a lot like those buddhist/native sand paintings I guess).
So much of art is really about hype, things they can sell. The public hasn't had years of art eye training, so things like education are marketed instead. The success of folks like Nieman amazes me. Pure marketing. I suspect his works will go up in value when he dies solely because the factory stopped producing.

I never saw Scarface or The Godfather. or Titanic.

Hit your mark, read your lines....neither of which you are doing very well with, dear ami!

"I tried to reach someone from a different time through meditaion. I think I ended up with a rebroadcast of Bjorks Hollywood bowl performance though."

*Same thing.

You are opposed to gangstas and sinking ships! Drowning your thoughts about your personal dark side, hmmmm....interesting!

likely

Hello Kitty, what do I owe you for such sound advice?

A good performance! (Or should I talk to your agent?? hehehe)

Say, you don't have any good monologues you could recommend do you? My last one was John Guarés 'In fireworks lie secret codes', but even that excerpt was nearly five minutes. I need something a minute or two, preferably modern, comedic, grounded, and genuinely supernatural cosmic at once. Alice Gerstenberg served me well as kristal, but she was very ungrounded cartoon cosmic.

Keanu Reeves's monologue in "Parenthood", where he's explaining to the mother character why her son is so rampaged. Somehow, Keanu actually pulled it off in that monologue. A few lines from it are continuously quoted: "You need a license to go fishing, you need a license to drive, but any butt-reaming butt-hole can be a father." In the dialogue, he explains to the mother why her 13 year-old (fatherless) son is so tempestuous in the recent weeks - the kid just needed to service himself, in a nutshell (no pun). It's no masterpiece, but it is along the lines of what you describe you're looking for.

Oops, sorry. Thought KR was asking me. Didn't mean to butt in.

Right

It IS quite the talent, how you deliver so much "attitone" ("attitude" + "tone"). I marvel not only your proficiency with giving this off in print...but also with just one word! Bowling claps to you! No really!

"For the first time I feel time like a heartbeat, the seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning; the numerous mysteries that once seemed so distant and unreal threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertained not in youth, but only in its passage.
I feel these words as if their meaning were weight being lifted from me, knowing that you will read them and share my burden as I have come to trust no other. That you should know my heart, look into it, finding there the memory and experience that belong to you, that are you, is a comfort to me now as I feel the tethers loose and the prospects darken for the continuance of a journey that began not so long ago, and which began again with a faith shaken and strengthened by your convictions -- if not for which I might never have been so strong now as I cross to face you and look at you incomplete, hoping that you will forgive me for not making the journey with you."

*This was made for you, Kristal-Rose!

I know

Wow, very 'mortal' soul. Quite an expressive piece. I've met quite a few sage types that carry weight &/or time with them. I'm a bit more hologram myself (though yes, I did ask for something earthly). I once met an intertribal chief at a party who had a soul which felt like the weight of a mountain compressed into a stone. He was off to an inter-tribal raindance the next day. I did one that night (I call it the canary thunder dance), playing two harmonicas at once, standing on the back of a loveseat. Towards sunrise, my beloved host repeatedly screamed at me for nearly an hour 'You don't make the f'n sun come up'. When I got home, fell into a meditation for a dozen hours of lavender lightening. Meanwhile, a surprise storm landed in LA that afternoon lasting a couple weeks and washing away a dozen homes. (not my first last or grandest storm conjuring, but one of the better ones from a story perspective). Oh yeah, part of my hosts annoyance... I had been courting her (as a woman) for more than a year. She wouldn't admit to any relationship existing, and claimed I didn't have a chance with a woman, so at her party, I had my knees interlocked with or arms around every woman there, watching her fume through the corner of my eye. I recently got myself a lavender-lightening guitar strap as a remembrance. As exciting as it all was, it never did get me a next level with her (excluding when she was too drunk to bother with).
I might hold off on theater this next semester. My dentist who's never had a schedule in mind before, seems set on redoing all my corroded fillings on the morning of try-outs. I also still hven't gotten around to business venture stuff and other projects, and theater has a way of becoming all encompassing for me.

Yeah

I sort of played that part recently. Not quite what was I thinking to perform on stage though.

Do not hold off. Do this immediately, if not sooner (it will be much more liberating than singing to your cats, I assure you). You dentist represents "interference" at this point. He "may" be irritated at his new found "schedule" conscious and do a shabby job on your teeth, anyway.

Why I love that piece stems from my past analogy: "You are doing an Irish Jig. Is your audience watching the Irish Jig or watching the lady doing the Irish Jig?"
This is SO important in my interpretation of acting.
You can do this monologue involving thousands of different acting variations without disturbing the, somewhat, tenuous dialogue. I see you delivering this monologue in a room, void of light , sitting in the middle of the room...addressing a wall.
I, also, see you delivering this monologue as joyful as a 16 year old at their first "adult" birthday party. Belly-laughing after every sentence!!
It can be twisted, and turned in every which way. Totally liberating.........................................

The class I really wanted, modern alternatives to realism, isn't this semester anyhow, it's historical styles.
I'm in one of my recurrent wars with my computer. My machine is quite slow and losing components like the driver backup which unfortunately kicks in before doing new installs. I wast to back up all my files on CDRW first (I have 5300 foldes on my machine and every work of mine dating back to a 286 several machines and operating systems ago), but alas, the CDRW has failed too. It seems to be a catch 22; can't reload the CDRW while the system is screwy; can't reload the sytem without doing a backup first. I had exact steps written down for doing this, but they don't seem to work anymore. The two classes I have registered for count on my computer working as do several hobbies like recording guitar demos, producing 3D art, tossing half my record collection, going into business to sell the eBay viewmaster reels I went nearly bankrupt buying. My diaries, my letters, vacation photos, just about everything in my life except bicycling, gardening, and acoustic guitar is woven into this machine, and even then, all my wish garden lists, moped conversion research, guitar building research, etc, is in here. The vast majority of my physical life can be turned off with one button.
I have plenty of other options besides theater. I've been wanting to host a radio show for instance, and one of the hosts I listened to for years is now starting his own network, looking for shows. Finding a band would fill my social needs too.
I'm not sure what your irish jig question refercenes; my gender?, pairs of irish dancers? a female irish dancer? Guys will watch a woman simply for being a woman no matter what they are doing.
I'm 40. I may land some enriching theater experiences and gain transferrable experiences to things like political speaking, but it's a bit late for a career anyhow. I only have 20 to 60 years left to get much of anything important done.

I'm passionate about acting and I think everybody should be a . I would have been a treacherous stage mother. (I still may) My step-son has expressed a strong interest in acting and he's even MORE handsome than I was at 15!
Irish Jig: It is much more interesting watching the actually "person" performing this activity than it is to watch the intricate dance steps. Casting focuses on "the face" regardless of what the rest of the body is doing. Next time, when you are watching a similar activity...concentrate on "the face"...that is where the REAL acting takes place. The other body parts are simply following instruction.
From 1996 to 1998 I hosted a Boston Cable Network TV show. It was sponsored by the Boston Gay & Lesbian Speakers Bureau. A call -in talk show, with guests from the community. They wanted me to host "every week" because of my mug...the attention the show received with me on it, etc...etc... (Hollywood all over again, even in Puritanical Boston where such things weren't suppose to matter). This was all volunteer work, and it got exhausting. Smiling and bantering with my guests and the call-in audience. We "never" knew what was coming our way....pertaining to the questions of the callers, so I loved the spontaneity of that,.. but it was drudgery to have to be so "perfect" in front of the camera every single week. I rebelled by becoming outrageous, and the audience just wanted "more". I felt like a clown ( I sometimes feel that, here, as well...but my life is much more balanced now). My point....radio work COULD be similar. These media venues are constantly reminding you of yourself. You...can...never...forget...yourself!

Good casting concentrates on what is conveyed. Sometimes non-clones are gathered together to actually read from the script and see how they interpret it.
I'd rather see a happy 8 dancer than a perfect 10 wearing a scowl. To each their own though I suppose.
now as i read you further i see I must contradict the point I just made or lose my status as a devil's advocate. The face in either the novice or polished actor is no less part of the calibrated medium or natural expression than any other aspect of body language including voice. If an actor is conveying 'distress' then every body nuance should resonate with distress, imo, coming from both a natural felt understanding of distress (then going through some performance edit filtering) and converging again with external rehearsed behaviours also depicting 'distress'. The word 'right' can be voiced with 10000 inflections, but only those connected to the natural sensation rather than an observed facsimile will achieve a convincing performance upon close inspection. I have done strong pieces where my acting was constrained to a spock-like lift of one eyebrow. That eyebrow lift could convey goofy, alarmed, or incredulous, or many other emotions if other sublime facial expression contributers are not also coming from the same flavor of energy. As an actor, knowing the audience is 40' away, the eyebrow lift needs to be large, but it still has to be the right energized eyebrow lift. How the fingers twist or the body sways are equal contributors in this sublime composite.
I recall once mentioning to a woman friend that she tapped into sexual energy when talking with her daughter. She said I was right, but asked how on earth I made such a conclusion. It was the way she curled her toes.
A good reader can tell the flavor of a personality (such as do they get depressed when overwhelmed, are they spontaneous, etc) they just met as they simply stand there. All of which makes that possible has to be available to the actor too such that they can be the good guy or bad guy, as required by the role, simply by standing there evoking the total energy configuration that translates into eye-tracking timing, posture passivity, and other factors that may even be too sublime for the actor or oudience to identify.

In LA, I studied with a very famous acting coach, Charles Conrad (for film, 1982-84)). Actors murdered to get into his classes. All the scene involved two people sitting across from a table...cameras zoomed on each pair of the eyes while both actors dribbled out dialogue consisting of discussions as drab as the size of flower pots, sterling silver spoons..etc...(you get the point). We had to believe "the eyes" when asking for a cup of sugar. It is easy to tense a hand muscle to show distress....another matter when dealing with the "iris". On film, everything "you" needed to convey could have been done with your eyes (without dialogue)...the raising of the eye brow is an added plus, a hint, but shouldn't be necessary. I am attracted to film work, opposed to stage work because of the intimacy. That intimacy reminds me of therapy sessions. My umbrella statement on all I have previous mentioned goes back to the fact that acting in A CRAFT. Moving and manipulating body parts (hitting marks, handling props) are usually blue-printed stage directions, at best.
I, still, see you performing my above monologue in total darkness, though. That puzzles me. I am thinking it's a 'voice' thing but there is no form around this thought yet!