MARK RYLANCE CAN SLAM A REVOLVING DOOR

“Well, it’s true.”
Miles Mandwelle (Actor/Musician)

Last year I stumbled into the Music Box theatre in New York to see La Bête, not expecting my life to be changed. I mean, I was seeing David Hyde Pierce and Joanna Lumley (of “Ab Fab” fame) in a play, which was good enough for me.

I was previously aware of Mark Rylance, but hadn’t seen him in anything. I volunteered for the Drama Desk Awards the year of Boeing-Boeing, cutting gels in the basement of LaGuardia High School in exchange for the chance to see the show, and got to see his highly amusing acceptance speech, with the additional bonus of watching his presenter, Patti LuPone, struggle with what to do with it all.

I later read his comments on why he chose to do that, which you can read here.

La Bête was already a first-rate production with Mr. Pierce and Ms. Lumely, and the direction of wunderkind Matthew Warchus, but the second Mark Rylance walked onstage, everyone in the audience could not help but be enraptured in his aura of awesome.

I was f$&)@in' speechless. Gobsmacked.

What saddened me about this extraordinary night in the theatre is that the house was half-empty. My understanding is the case was similar for Jerusalem, which I regrettably didn’t see.

Is Mark Rylance cursed in New York? In London, it’s been said that women would throw their panties at curtain call.

I, Miles Mandwelle, unfortunately do not have any panties I can throw at Mark Rylance. But what’s worse is that on a show I worked on recently, an astonishing number of people in the cast had no idea who he was. For the record, 85% of the actors were living in New York at the time.

So I have a proposition.

To raise awareness for the existence of Mark Rylance, I propose that all fellow Mark Rylance lovers make a conscious effort to turn him into a household name. And I propose this be done by turning him into the next Chuck Norris.

For example:
           
Mark Rylance can divide by zero.

Mark Rylance can slam a revolving door.

If Mark Rylance wants an egg, he cracks open a chicken.

Global warming is just a myth, it’s Mark Rylance’s body heat coming from the Music Box Theatre.

See how easy it is?

Spread the word and be well.

Here are some quality Mark Rylance clips.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

 

 

  

 

MILES MANDWELLE shamelessly loves Mark Rylance.
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