Luckily, there's only one thing Mary wants to talk about anyway, and that's Henry VI! It's easy to look at the role of a Messenger with some disdain. But instead of playing just one of many, Mary here plays the amalgamated form of ALL messengers throughout the trilogy. Talk about informed. It's just like the time she jumped around and called herself silly with a chainsaw and a belt sander.
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| Pictured here: Mary DeCarlo |
D: Hi, Mary! How are you? That’s an interesting outfit you have on.
MD: This old thing?
D: Brevity is the soul of wit, I suppose. Okay, so I asked you this question in rehearsal the other day and never got a straight answer from you. If you hands were turned into fruits, what fruit would they be and why?
MD: Oof. Fruit for hands: the question that has plagued mankind for centuries. I have spent more time than I care to admit pondering this since you first asked. It’s a tricky question because a lot of fruit is round which would make it difficult to get a grip on something like a fork or a knife. After much deliberation I have come to an educated decision and have picked the pineapple. My main reason for settling on pineapple is that I could use the leaves on the top as makeshift forks, eliminating the need for silverware altogether.
D: Tasty. Okay, on a serious note, you play the Messenger, who’s sort of an amalgamation of characters. Tell us a little more about this person. What’s her name?
MD: Yes, Messenger is a combo of a bunch of different messengers and soldiers. I think all of the names together would result in something like Bastard of Orleans Messenger Second Neighbor Second Apprentice Sir William Lucy. So you can call me Bastard Lucy for short. Playing one messenger who is working for both the French and the English armies has been interesting. She feels like the biggest flip-flopper in the world. One minute she’s delivering Joan of Arc to aid the French Army and the next she’s cursing the Dauphin for his victories. I’ve decided she likes to cheer for the underdog and will side with whoever is currently losing.
D: If you had to deliver messages back and forth from England to France, like you do in the play, what would be your preferred method of travel?
MD: I did a road trip from England to the French Alps recently and it is a long journey with nothing but holes in the ground for bathrooms. It kind of took the romance out of driving through France so, assuming teleportation isn’t an option, I would definitely be on that Eurostar. It’s fast, easy, and there are real toilets.
D: Clever girl. Alright, anything else we should know about you or the show?
MD: I’ve had a wonderful time in the rehearsal room so far and am really enjoying being around such hard working and passionate Shakespeare lovers. I think it’s going to be a great show and feel very happy to be a part of it!
There you have it, dudes. Treasure the above knowledge, because it's all you're gonna get out of Mary until she sees your butt in a seat at the most thrilling trilogy this side of Thrillfest '09. Which, coincidentally, is where Mary first shot herself in the arm with a banana gun, thus turning half the population of Port Authority into mindless zombie drones bent on the destruction of all Taco Bells, due to their tragic restroom call times and ballerina slippers.
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