<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178</id><updated>2012-01-29T22:14:13.727+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Living Picture Productions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-4826872129059670189</id><published>2011-03-08T22:30:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T00:22:14.022+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Wicked This Way Comes: LGS Annual Production</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdbMNKIF-rw/TXpvb5KDe-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/A2I1cRiVEWQ/s1600/191665_10150151187337079_658762078_7997126_6292094_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdbMNKIF-rw/TXpvb5KDe-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/A2I1cRiVEWQ/s400/191665_10150151187337079_658762078_7997126_6292094_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582897213069294562" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Osman has been directing the Lahore Grammar School Dramatic Society's annual productions for the past two years (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/03/bulletin-islamabad-loved-nit-wits.html"&gt;The Nit Wits&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;in 2009 and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mastikorner.com/2010/03/17/lights-out-puts-chaos-and-hilarity-onstage-in-islamabad-hilarity/"&gt;Lights Out! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;in 2010). This year, he's back at LGS directing their brand new production, &lt;i&gt;Potterheads.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a blurb from the production's official Facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=108969485849583"&gt;event page&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;There was a young boy, who, at the age of 2, saw his family torn apart by a dark wizard who went by the name of Lord Voldemort. 11 years later, with a lightning scar the only proof of that tragic night, he was accepted into a school of witchcraft an&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;d wizardry: Hogwarts. With the help of his two best friends, Ron and Hermione, he struggled through adolescence, and learned to overcome many magical, social and emotional hurdles - eventually defeating the wizard who claimed his parents' lives in an gut-wrenching, climatic battle of good versus evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Director Osman Khalid Butt and his motley crew of nitwits (reference joke!) bring to you a spoof of all things fantasy (yes, we haven't even spared Twilight and Lord of the Rings!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So where's the circus? On the 12th, 13th and 14th of March at the PNCA Auditorium. Don't be a boring Muggle.. come watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div class="mvm uiStreamAttachments clearfix" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;attach&amp;quot;}" style="display: block; zoom: 1; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock clearfix" style="display: block; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-4826872129059670189?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/4826872129059670189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=4826872129059670189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/4826872129059670189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/4826872129059670189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-wicked-this-way-comes-lgs.html' title='Something Wicked This Way Comes: LGS Annual Production'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdbMNKIF-rw/TXpvb5KDe-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/A2I1cRiVEWQ/s72-c/191665_10150151187337079_658762078_7997126_6292094_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-8599169035557801141</id><published>2010-10-29T02:59:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:02:10.966+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thus ends the 'Let Me In' saga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you, everyone, for your praise, feedback and critique. We're extremely proud to have been the first team to have attempted horror as a genre onstage, and through your feedback, we tried to improve each day. =) Your support for this project [all of you who paid for tickets] has ensured that we have managed to collect more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rs. 100,000 in donation for the flood-afflicted&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;To my team: thank you for your faith and your perseverance. And for believing in this project and diving headfirst into it while knowing the risks. &lt;i&gt;Let Me In&lt;/i&gt; is as much your triumph as it is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Obi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-8599169035557801141?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/8599169035557801141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=8599169035557801141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8599169035557801141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8599169035557801141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/thus-ends-let-me-in-saga.html' title='Thus ends the &apos;Let Me In&apos; saga...'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-7159882693847413298</id><published>2010-10-26T11:14:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:28:18.362+05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Greater Than Just Horror.' - Instep Today</title><content type='html'>Excellent review by Asfandyar Khan in &lt;a href="http://www.thenews.com.pk/26-10-2010/instep_today/"&gt;Instep Today&lt;/a&gt; (The News)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="BYLINE" align="center" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let Me In: Islamabad's empty roads just got a little more scary at night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BYLINE" align="center" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Asfandyar Khan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Islamabad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For many denizens of Islamabad, the city's theatre scene is one of the few grander creative outlets&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.thenews.com.pk/26-10-2010/instep_today/26-10-2010/Let-Me-1.jpg" align="right" width="200" height="129" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; on show. Though largely relegated to comedies, there is the occasional attempt at something more cerebral (Freedom Bound, The Good Doctor, The Pillowman). Yet, after being starved of worthwhile entertainment, it's hardly surprising that Islamabad fails to warm up - intellectually and financially - to something other than instant gratification in the form of slapstick comedy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let Me In, produced by the Living Picture Productions (at whose helm is veteran thespian, director and writer Osman Khalid Butt), then, is Osman's second swipe at trying to bring more graft and culture to Islamabad. Broadly advertised as a horror spectacle, there is nevertheless enough social commentary underpinning the writing to keep everyone interested.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Horror as a genre is incredibly convoluted as it is - trying to exercise it on stage must make it considerably difficult. Yet, Let Me In started off on the right foot, as an ominous rendition of 'Twinkle Little Star' pervaded the hall. Throughout the play, that general vibe of something macabre peeking at you from just around the corner was present. A vital component of any play that intends to disarm and distress is that onerous, macabre vibe - Let Me In had that vibe down to a tee and in droves. Regardless of how many characters were shuffling on stage (on a few occasions it did seem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.thenews.com.pk/26-10-2010/instep_today/26-10-2010/Let-Me-2.jpg" align="right" width="200" height="130" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; to go overboard), there was always a greater sense of foreboding present in the acting, the lighting and the sound. On quite a few occasions, the humour too seemed suitably strained; if you're afraid of an all-enveloping mist, you're hardly going to be Bill Hicks incarnate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Conversely, on the opening night, it seemed as if the director could have gone for a few effective, if cheap, scares. In one instance - which surprisingly still managed to alarm the audience - one of the characters alerts everyone to a potential scare, thus perhaps defeating the purpose of that little movement as there was no surprise. However, such issues have largely been rectified as the shows have progressed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yet if there were any deficiencies in the writing, the rest of the aspects of the production more than made up for it. The acting often bordered on the sublime, with everyone paying their dues and then some. On quite a few occasions one was left stunned after the realization dawned that most of the cast and crew of this production were, and are, amateurs. Khawaja Eesa Salim's stoic performance as David Drayton provided the consistency around which the ensemble cast weaved their craft. Rubya Chaudhry's (Stephanie Drayton) cameo was exquisite, as her sinister nature meandered around the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.thenews.com.pk/26-10-2010/instep_today/26-10-2010/Let-Me-3.jpg" align="right" width="200" height="132" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; stage. Ahmed Ali (Wayne O'Shea) and Sundus Jamil (Sally Jean Hayes) had wonderful chemistry and provided a worthwhile contextual humanization of a play aimed at dealing with the inhumane. Mustafa Ali Khan (Ollie) &amp;amp; Waqas Sheikh (Bud) played their characters wonderfully and were a welcome detachment from the somber nature of the play in general. Introductory cameos from Alina Khan (the woman), Uzair Jaswal (Norm), Azam Ali Noon and Qazi Jabbar Naeem were all wonderfully executed as neither of them overstayed their welcome. Their acting was succinct , never deviating from their roles as secondary characters. However, it was Sofia Wanchoo Mir (Mrs Carmody) who undoubtedly stole the show. A demagogue and fundo, she was the one who kept the play's socio-political underpinnings intact, while simultaneously providing enough of a lesson in acting to have the audience shuddering with every twist of her expression. Her character might not have been granted a prosthetic face, but the mask she donned and used successfully was just as frightening as any creature from any vision of hell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.thenews.com.pk/26-10-2010/instep_today/26-10-2010/Let-Me-4.jpg" align="right" width="200" height="134" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it's not just the actors who make a play work. Despite a few missteps (the gun sounds were rather emasculatory) the sound was spot on and helped accentuate the play's suspense. The lighting was invariably going to be vital for a play of this nature - and Aashir Irfan's control over the board helped ensure that the atmosphere was perfectly set for every scene. The set too was brilliant (constructed by Romain and visualized by Michelle Tania Butt) and provided the relevant claustrophobia for the play. A good set can really make a play, and the seven-eleven setting helped ensure the director's vision of creating that little bit of terrified chaos. Noted in Islamabad's circles, Osman Khalid Butt is often sought after as an actor or a director, leaving little time for him to focus on his own vision. In Let Me In, it seems as if his desire to pay homage to Stephen King comes full circle, as he successfully manages to coerce wonderful performances out of his actors while keeping true to his script. Last but not least, considerable credit must go to the use of prosthetic makeup for the creatures. It's not often that prosthetics are used in Pakistan at all (for film or theatre), and it was a bold step (financially and creatively) to employ them in Let Me In. However, undoubtedly, the risk reaped considerable rewards as the prosthetic clad actors (Haris Shahbaz, Junaid Khan &amp;amp; Zainab Zaman Khan Afridi) received rapturous applause (or gasps) whenever they appeared on stage. Crawling and crouching, hissing and swiping, they added a whole new level of unease into the play.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.thenews.com.pk/26-10-2010/instep_today/26-10-2010/Let-Me-5.jpg" align="right" width="134" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Horror is a hard trick to pull - in that there is often nothing more to it than cheap scares and gore. True horror is often psychological with enough reality holding it down. Osman Khalid Butt's writing and his cast and crew realize that, which is why despite the preponderance of the supernatural, the greatest scares came from a very human character. To call Let Me In horror would in essence be a disservice; it is greater than just horror.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That alone makes the play worth a watch. Yet, if you feel you aren't in the mood for anything cerebral, Let Me In provides a plethora of scares and hilarity (sometimes unintended!) which will ensure that your 110 minutes aren't a waste. It is, regardless of its ambition, still an entertaining piece of theatre. If that isn't enough, a significant part of the play's profits go to flood relief.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let Me In runs till October 28, and you genuinely couldn't do better than grabbing yourself a seat at the PNCA to take in this exceedingly wonderful play - regardless of where your affinities lie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="BODYTEXT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-7159882693847413298?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/7159882693847413298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=7159882693847413298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/7159882693847413298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/7159882693847413298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/greater-than-just-horror-instep-today.html' title='&apos;Greater Than Just Horror.&apos; - Instep Today'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-2520169165597166155</id><published>2010-10-25T11:09:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:19:24.024+05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Let Me In' Reviewed on Danka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nayha Jehangir Khan has written a brilliant review of &lt;i&gt;Let Me In &lt;/i&gt;for &lt;a href="http://www.danka.com.pk/islamabad/viewEvents.php?cat=Dance/Theatre#10432"&gt;Danka Pakistan&lt;/a&gt;, the online cultural event guide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyday characters, small town archetypes the characters of Let Me In are regular no-bodies faced with traumatic interconnected relationships and tough decisions in order to survive. Each character has an introductory build up, leading to their character progression, ultimately transforming them to a nuclear moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The stage direction is naturalistic for the space might be tightly casted but is constantly moving and had an intrinsic rhythm through out the duration of the play. The characters shop, gossip, romance, preach and eventually have their fates decided all in that same setting. Arming a familiar location such as a grocery store with story telling, grand narratives, folklore and an insight into the human condition is an unconventional theatrical stance for the Islamabad theater scene. Apart from the scene changes where regular blackouts are used the play incorporates moments of pause, the stage literally blinks creating a different pace, these transitory elements not only allow for a psychological insight into the characters but contrasts the aggressive gruesome out bursts with a breath of serenity. Stage-ques merging with one another allowed fight scenes to match the sounds created by the crashing and throwing of each other on set. The set was presented as another central character among the cast. It is evident that the pre-production and designing of lights, sound, music and over all stage direction work was an integral part of Let Me In. The characters are inseparable, erratic and yet balanced with all of these elements of the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child and now having been trained in Lighting design, I shiver with excitement for radioactive coloured lighting, usually found on the covers of “make your own ending” horror story books. Let Me In makes use of such familiar horror iconography to ground itself in an age long legacy of such story telling. For me the nuclear moment of the play had to be Butt’s closing scene, his stage presence showed not only Butt in his true element but was reminiscent of the quintessential grand evil we sink our horror hungry teeth into. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-2520169165597166155?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/2520169165597166155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=2520169165597166155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2520169165597166155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2520169165597166155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/let-me-in-reviewed-on-danka.html' title='&apos;Let Me In&apos; Reviewed on Danka'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-7727190019259913503</id><published>2010-10-24T19:06:00.011+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:11:02.240+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who Paid Us a 'Call'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TMRnYjeKbqI/AAAAAAAAATY/lGPglWiBzX8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TMRnYjeKbqI/AAAAAAAAATY/lGPglWiBzX8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531659913854086818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... And naturally, we 'let him in'. =D (I'm sorry, I'm trigger-happy with corny puns.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Junaid Khan, lead vocalist of &lt;a href="http://www.thebandcall.com/"&gt;Call&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, came to see &lt;i&gt;Let Me In&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and had some great things to say about the production!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have to give credit to Islamabad for keeping theater alive. I myself love seeing interesting concepts being executed onstage. And from what I have seen, this play has been one of the best in terms of direction and not to mention acting as well. There was perfection in every department. Especially the lighting and the music - so beautifully placed that I felt as though I was watching a thriller at a cinema. Great going, team. Our country needs people like you to revive the focus on entertainment in this country. Good luck."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you so much for coming to watch, Junaid. And for that truly uplifting message! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-7727190019259913503?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/7727190019259913503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=7727190019259913503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/7727190019259913503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/7727190019259913503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/guess-who-paid-us-call.html' title='Guess Who Paid Us a &apos;Call&apos;...'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TMRnYjeKbqI/AAAAAAAAATY/lGPglWiBzX8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-260905735682576650</id><published>2010-10-22T19:22:00.010+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:21:15.851+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulin Khalid-Azim's Review of 'Let Me In'</title><content type='html'>Veteran Islamabad theatre director and actress, &lt;b&gt;Tulin Khalid-Azim&lt;/b&gt;, has written a wonderful review of &lt;i&gt;Let Me In &lt;/i&gt;on her Facebook page. We've pasted an excerpt of the review below, but you can read the whole thing &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=445343555185&amp;amp;id=526090380"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A number of people like myself, who run a mile at the word "horror", went to see the play and enjoyed it thoroughly (Bushra Hassan for example, refer to her blog for her review).  For those who like effects, fight scenes and gore, it was there.  For those who don't, there was plenty of psychological suspense to make you sit on the edge of your seat.  I enjoyed that the most - the questions going through my mind, almost not wanting to know what was going on because the torture of guessing at it was kind of fun.  What exactly was the mist?  Who was out there?  Even though you saw it in front of your eyes, what was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing was very tight, and the timing and combination of light, comedic moments with the suspense and tension made the experience an emotional roller-coaster.  The length was just perfect, a neat 1 hour 40 minutes, with no lagging or time for your mind to wander once the suspense was in motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the conspiracy theories that exist in the world today, and the talk of reptilians, extraterrestrials, "good vs. evil" (if you saw "The Arrivals", you'll know what I mean), the play felt very current to me.  I felt it hit a nerve in today's society which many in the younger generation are aware of and can appreciate.  Also, it hit a very sore socio-political nerve which exists in Pakistan today.  For audience members like myself, who enjoy double-meanings, I loved the debates regarding dualities in religion.  The tension between Mrs. Carmody and Sally was thoroughly entertaining.  When things cannot be said upfront, the best kind of theater is the one that shines a very subversive mirror on something right in front of our faces without overtly pointing it out.  If you, too, as a Pakistani feel that your nation is being taken over by a blinding and dangerous mist, you will no doubt enjoy the double-entendres in the play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ground-breaking aspect of this production was the make-up used, the prosthetic make-up to be specific.  My hat's off to Jibran Khan for pulling off such intricate and difficult make-up.  The creatures were fantastic, and I did not find them comedic at all.  If I came across that face to face, the last thing I'd do is laugh!  Even up-close, when I went to meet Zainab Zaman after the play (whom I didn't recognize at all at first, and then was wondering "Is it her?  Or isn't it?" throughout the play), the prosthetics were beyond impressive and creepy as can be.  (Little-known fact: the prosthetics you see are only about half of what were meant to be used, and these too were recovered with great difficulty.  The other half are probably sitting in some customs officer's house at the moment, God only knows to what end.  Now you know what the joys of production are all about!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set was just the right side of minimalist, highly functional with attention to detail with the products on display - nothing too distracting.  The soundtrack was chilling (and thanks, Osman, I can never sing "Twinkle Little Star" to my daughter again...sigh).  The lighting was very clever, and I enjoyed the use of sectioned lighting to accent different parts of the action and highlight characters when necessary.  The lightning was my favorite part, and I congratulate Aashir Irfan on spot-on execution of both concept and cues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the ACTING.  This was ensemble acting at its very best.  When they shone, they really shone.  They connected with each other, supported one another, and worked as a team.  No upstaging, no egos.  For the first time, there were no "weak links", which is extremely difficult to achieve.  I enjoyed everyone's acting immensely, especially in the core group.  The usual suspects were their usual fantastic best - Saud, Ahmed, Sundus, Rubya, Mustafa, Waqas, Zainab, Eesa, Uzair, and of course, Osman.  I'd like to, however, make special note of two newcomers (so-to-speak) who absolutely rocked it for me - Sofia Wanchoo Mir as Bible-toting zealot with Joan of Arc complex Mrs. Carmody, and Fareeha Raza as young Elizabeth (Fareeha herself is barely a teenager!).  Kudos to you, ladies, for not only standing your own with a sophomore cast, but making your own mark.  Bravo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, "Let Me In" is the perfect precursor to Halloween, and a very entertaining way to spend a hundred minutes.  If you love horror, this will be a rare treat to witness live on stage in Pakistan.  If you know, for a fact, that you cannot, under any circumstances stomach any kind of gore or emotional stress, then do the actors and yourself a favor, stay home, wear your coziest jammies, and watch reruns on Star World.  And if you don't like horror, but enjoy a good play, and are feeling adventurous, do NOT give this one a miss.  These guys &lt;i&gt;will &lt;/i&gt;win you over, if you let them in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-260905735682576650?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/260905735682576650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=260905735682576650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/260905735682576650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/260905735682576650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/tulin-khalid-azims-review-of-let-me-in.html' title='Tulin Khalid-Azim&apos;s Review of &apos;Let Me In&apos;'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-3210570589049556670</id><published>2010-10-19T12:43:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:56:40.998+05:00</updated><title type='text'>"A treat for horror buffs!" - The News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thenews.com.pk/19-10-2010/Islamabad/10843.htm"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; a review of &lt;i&gt;Let Me In &lt;/i&gt;in today's issue of The News. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just to correct a small factual error in the article: &lt;i&gt;Let Me In &lt;/i&gt;is not in fact Osman's first script - he wrote the scripts for &lt;i&gt;Some Like It Hot &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;The Good Doctor &lt;/i&gt;[both adaptations], and &lt;i&gt;Superstar Avatar &lt;/i&gt;was his own original work.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-3210570589049556670?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/3210570589049556670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=3210570589049556670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/3210570589049556670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/3210570589049556670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/treat-for-horror-buffs-news.html' title='&quot;A treat for horror buffs!&quot; - The News'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-8492080050893346342</id><published>2010-10-18T16:03:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T13:06:02.254+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning After: The First Reviews of 'Let Me In'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://epaper.dawn.com/ArticleText.aspx?article=18_10_2010_153_001"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TL1Q1WwbUrI/AAAAAAAAATI/EnzFfXBrqJg/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529664795052823218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just thought we'd quickly share these with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn has printed a review of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt; in today's issue, on the Metropolitan page. You can read it online &lt;a href="http://www.dawn.com/wps/wcm/connect/dawn-content-library/dawn/the-newspaper/local/islamabad/chilling-story,-fine-performances-800"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, blogger Bushra Hassan has also reviewed the play. &lt;a href="http://bushrasbytes.wordpress.com/2010/10/18/let-me-in-a-scared-mother-goes-to-watch-a-play/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See you tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-8492080050893346342?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/8492080050893346342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=8492080050893346342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8492080050893346342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8492080050893346342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/morning-after-first-reviews-of-let-me.html' title='The Morning After: The First Reviews of &apos;Let Me In&apos;'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TL1Q1WwbUrI/AAAAAAAAATI/EnzFfXBrqJg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-8035943590971404834</id><published>2010-10-16T23:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T22:38:39.720+05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the Night Before Curtain...</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow is opening night. Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, the curtain will rise, and for the first time, an audience outside the Living Picture camp will view &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt;, and the penning of reviews will begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I should be running round in circles going wild with panic. What the hell am I doing here, then? I guess I'm just basically taking a breather - going round and round in circles requires energy, you know. And I'm also giving myself a moment to reflect on the months of madness and mayhem that have led up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMrRxrxngm4/TLcnWKbemYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lm4oO8ADh0A/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMrRxrxngm4/TLcnWKbemYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lm4oO8ADh0A/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527930329330784642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a long road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project actually began in October 2008. Well, it wasn't exactly born then. Perhaps not even conceived, exactly. At this point, it was more just a glint in my eye. It was a three-play idea; I wanted to adapt three Stephen King stories for the stage. I hadn't decided which stories - that was an extremely tough decision process - but I was considering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Misery&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salem’s Lot&lt;/span&gt; and perhaps &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Mist&lt;/span&gt;. A three-day performance. The project couldn’t materialize then, but it was always at the back of my mind. Funny story: I was inspired to take it up again this year after watching back-to-back seasons of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt;. This time, though, I was less foolhardy: I spent around a month finalizing which novel to adapt, and it was a monologue from one of the characters (which I obviously won’t reveal) that did it for me. Many people will watch this play and find some of the characters to be clever references to very real, local elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that my creative voice went stark raving while writing the script. =D  I may have been writing an adaptation, certainly, but I always love messing with the original text, making it more 'my own'. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; I believe the play's greatest strength will be its plot and character  development, mostly because it's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; your average shocker with  thrills galore; it's got all the supernatural elements &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; it makes a  rather apt commentary on real-life things. The play also leaves you with  a '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if this happened to me? How would I have reacted? What would I  have done?&lt;/span&gt;' feeling, which I'm proud of. You're left wondering by the  end of it, asking yourself a lot of questions. Of course, for the more  traditional horror lover, there are plenty of surprises in store. I'm  hoping audiences will be on the edge of their seats, struck by both the  swift action and the dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact: the ending I originally wrote for the play was deemed too controversial to stage, so I changed it just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two weeks&lt;/span&gt; before the play was scheduled to begin. Mad times, but then, don’t we all thrive on pressure and stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meanwhile, the set design was the mother of all challenges –  not that Islamabad hasn’t seen ‘interior’ sets before, but perhaps  never one quite like this one. There were a lot of technical  difficulties, a lot of sleepless nights before we decided on something  that would be pleasing to the eye, cool, and yet technically efficient  as well. This is the first play I’m doing where there are so many  characters onstage throughout the play, and with so much action  happening onstage; sometimes simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me: far as length goes, this is my shortest play so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjf87QalII/AAAAAAAAAS4/7U-hceq9gXw/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjf87QalII/AAAAAAAAAS4/7U-hceq9gXw/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528414780388971650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Casting was that five-lettered cuss word; most of the ‘regulars’ I’ve  worked with in my previous plays had either shifted cities or countries  or had lost their passion for theatre. So, barring a couple of old ’uns,  I was treading unknown territory. But at the same time, it felt so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;  to be back in the casting chair – took me back three years. I was  nervous, afraid I’d lost my touch, but ask any actor now and they’ll go:  he’s still the same slave-driving bitch. (Whoops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To my immense delight, the new lot I’ve worked with are just as passionate about the stage as actors used to be four years ago, when theatre was this bright and beautiful thing. Now, with plays being churned out left, right, and centre, I was afraid because of all the saturation, it might have diluted the energy and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drive&lt;/span&gt; of actors. I was proven wrong, and for that I am both grateful and proud. It’s been a journey fraught with much emotion, and I’m sure my cast has a bitch-letter of two they’d like to post in anonymously, but it’s been worth it. And fun, despite the rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grim &amp;amp; gruesome&lt;/span&gt; theme. A  play is only as good as its weakest actor, and I’m proud to say that  judging by that standard, we have a hit on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’m most proud of, though, is that this team dove headfirst into this project with the same fearlessness as I did. They knew the risks: this is no musical-slash-farce and is of course, not going to be everyone’s cup of tea. But they chose this project nonetheless; they trusted in me. That, in itself, no matter what the fate of the play, is reason enough to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll close this rambling blog-post here and get back to work. You know, I've been maintaining an average of three hours' sleep since the play really took off. They tell you directing a play is a lot of mayhem, heartache, tensions aplenty, disappointment, blind rage - and they're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what they often forget to add is that it's always worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-8035943590971404834?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/8035943590971404834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=8035943590971404834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8035943590971404834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8035943590971404834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/twas-night-before-curtain.html' title='&apos;Twas the Night Before Curtain...'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMrRxrxngm4/TLcnWKbemYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Lm4oO8ADh0A/s72-c/DSC_0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-6335036380180663381</id><published>2010-10-16T01:12:00.010+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T03:56:13.609+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Making of the 'Let Me In' Teaser Trailer</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've put up some photos from the shooting of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42zvcQqkHjg"&gt;the official trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - which, by the way, has been getting great reviews, yay! (In just under 24 hours, the trailer has been 'shared' by almost 500 people on Facebook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down to see all the photos from the shoot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjEyLnIRtI/AAAAAAAAARg/v_qTzmBfwXU/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjEyLnIRtI/AAAAAAAAARg/v_qTzmBfwXU/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528384908986697426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjEyLnIRtI/AAAAAAAAARg/v_qTzmBfwXU/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjHiBh85VI/AAAAAAAAARw/rUDYJlhk1YY/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjHiBh85VI/AAAAAAAAARw/rUDYJlhk1YY/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528387929937601874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjEySK4bGI/AAAAAAAAARo/wZsluqai5NQ/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjEySK4bGI/AAAAAAAAARo/wZsluqai5NQ/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528384910747266146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trailer director Yasir Jaswal getting a few shots of cast member Sofia Mir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjHi2i_NoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/YlVjBTOYpH0/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjHi2i_NoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/YlVjBTOYpH0/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528387944169027202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Members of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In &lt;/span&gt;cast. L-R: Junaid Khan, Uzair Jaswal, Alina Khan, Sofia Wanchoo Mir,&lt;br /&gt;Zainab Qaiserani, a blurry Ahmed Ali, and Qazi Jabbar Naeem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjKFXyk0wI/AAAAAAAAASA/vKo0c4IN1WQ/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjKFXyk0wI/AAAAAAAAASA/vKo0c4IN1WQ/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528390736231584514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjKGEE8KRI/AAAAAAAAASI/BTKKFgzGa20/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjKGEE8KRI/AAAAAAAAASI/BTKKFgzGa20/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528390748119771410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trailer director Yasir Jaswal getting some shots of cast member Uzair Jaswal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjM3kFFEbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A3vyge-hmBk/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjM3kFFEbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A3vyge-hmBk/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528393797547135410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;L-R: Ahmed Ali (Cast), Aashir Irfan (Assistant Director), Fareeha Raza (Cast), Quratulain Jahangir (Production Manager)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjM4KLAvyI/AAAAAAAAASY/7tgW8XRfc9c/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjM4KLAvyI/AAAAAAAAASY/7tgW8XRfc9c/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528393807772565282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trailer director Yasir Jaswal at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjPTagxJNI/AAAAAAAAASg/Xc5Zf2GTCyE/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjPTagxJNI/AAAAAAAAASg/Xc5Zf2GTCyE/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528396475038508242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Assistant Director Aashir Irfan strikes a pose with Production Manager Quratulain Jahangir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjSXTVN4PI/AAAAAAAAASo/UK2Ndg9XuhM/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjSXTVN4PI/AAAAAAAAASo/UK2Ndg9XuhM/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528399840365371634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Members of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In &lt;/span&gt;cast. L-R: Sundus Jamil, Ismail Kayani, Ahmed Ali, Haris Shahbaz,&lt;br /&gt;Khawaja Eesa Salim, and Sofia Wanchoo Mir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjb4j-7HSI/AAAAAAAAASw/jc9VqXzZoXw/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjb4j-7HSI/AAAAAAAAASw/jc9VqXzZoXw/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528410307375602978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Director Osman Khalid Butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-6335036380180663381?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/6335036380180663381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=6335036380180663381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/6335036380180663381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/6335036380180663381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-of-let-me-in-teaser-trailer.html' title='The Making of the &apos;Let Me In&apos; Teaser Trailer'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLjEyLnIRtI/AAAAAAAAARg/v_qTzmBfwXU/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-6627554662974607399</id><published>2010-10-15T03:32:00.007+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:35:23.586+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Now! The Official Trailer for 'Let Me In'!</title><content type='html'>We believe if Frankenstein had created his monster in the 21st century, he would have immortalized the moment of its birth with the words: "It's online! It's &lt;i&gt;online&lt;/i&gt;!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And those are our sentiments exactly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, we are very excited to present the official teaser trailer for &lt;i&gt;Let Me In&lt;/i&gt;! Watch it here now! (For best viewing, watch in HD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="429.525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42zvcQqkHjg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42zvcQqkHjg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="429.525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trailer was directed by &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/yasir.jaswal"&gt;Yasir M. Jaswal&lt;/a&gt;, vocalist and lyricist of &lt;a href="http://www.irtaashofficial.com/"&gt;Irtaash&lt;/a&gt;. (Thank you, Yasir!) We will shortly be posting some "making-of" photos from the shooting of the trailer, which we think everyone will enjoy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just - &lt;i&gt;gasp! &lt;/i&gt;- two days till curtain! The excitement here is reaching fever-pitch - let the games begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-6627554662974607399?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/6627554662974607399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=6627554662974607399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/6627554662974607399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/6627554662974607399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/out-now-official-trailer-for-let-me-in.html' title='Out Now! The Official Trailer for &apos;Let Me In&apos;!'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-2457989912380202713</id><published>2010-10-12T18:21:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:44:22.108+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Gotten the Feeling You're Being Watched?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLRhlrKYNiI/AAAAAAAAARI/RtmqsctwHQ4/s1600/LetMeIn+Official.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLRhlrKYNiI/AAAAAAAAARI/RtmqsctwHQ4/s400/LetMeIn+Official.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527149942559749666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold: the official poster for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt;, finally revealed! We think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M. Bilal Abdullah&lt;/span&gt;, who has been the Living Picture's resident graphic designer from the start, has truly outdone himself with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we're currently busy settling into the PNCA Auditorium, which will be our home for the next two weeks or so. The set is almost ready - photos of that coming up soon. =) And we're just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; excited. Just five days to go till showtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also got a teaser video lined up for you, and will be releasing that very soon - so watch this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-2457989912380202713?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/2457989912380202713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=2457989912380202713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2457989912380202713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2457989912380202713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-you-ever-gotten-feeling-youre.html' title='Have You Ever Gotten the Feeling You&apos;re Being Watched?'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLRhlrKYNiI/AAAAAAAAARI/RtmqsctwHQ4/s72-c/LetMeIn+Official.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-2100821650823689385</id><published>2010-10-09T15:01:00.020+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:41:03.314+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cast &amp; Crew Discusses What’s In Store For You With ‘Let Me In’</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLHvYGL0WSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vRuL_p6OTSY/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLHvYGL0WSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vRuL_p6OTSY/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526461415016388898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, hello there. We’ve got the cast and crew of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt; talking about the play and why no theatre-loving Islooite should miss it. Here's what they have to say:  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLHyg7mqUkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RilwHtlJRGQ/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLHyg7mqUkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RilwHtlJRGQ/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526464865329893954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Khawaja Eesa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It's the first of its kind to be staged here in Islamabad – a contemporary horror/thriller. Lots of shocks and twists!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rubya Chaudhry: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The  intensity of it. It’s a challenge to execute something of this nature.  If I were an audience member, I would be on the edge of my seat, heart beating really, really fast. It's a kick!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fareeha Raza: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It’s a thriller/horror so it’s something different for Islamabad’s theatergoers to see. Every human being has an animal inside, that makes them want to do crazy things...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmed Ali: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Given  the very natural and everyday-life setting of the play, it's going to  be a very up-close-and-personal experience for the audience. After all, we fear each other more than anything else.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundus Jamil: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It is *intense*.  Our director always ends the day on a lighter note – and honestly,  after such an intense play, you need to have a laugh (or two).”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia Wanchoo Mir:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It’s a piece of art, in my opinion. The intensity is its biggest  thrill; it is left echoing within you – goosebumps galore. Once you  allow yourself to dwell within it, it becomes a labyrinth and the  experience just heightens. What human beings really fear is fear itself.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIiuyPxMII/AAAAAAAAAQo/DakjIiWeyAo/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIiuyPxMII/AAAAAAAAAQo/DakjIiWeyAo/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526517879894257794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Waqas Sheikh: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The script. The actors. The director. Michelle Api!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mustafa Ali Khan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The strengths of Let Me In are  its tight and engrossing script, its very experienced ensemble cast,  the uncompromising director and production team – and of course, the  fact that like all Living Picture productions this too pushes the  envelope. This experience has been challenging for me personally because the play demands more from me as an actor than I have ever performed before - it has, for the first time, made me question my abilities. And that in itself makes me want to prove myself.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uzair Jaswal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I  think the only reason I’m doing this play is because I really like the  whole concept and the script, and I thought it was something really  unusual. And I knew that doing this, for the actors, and watching it,  for audiences, both would be a great experience.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudumar Khan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The  horror elements are very gripping and will keep the audiences in awe.  Another thing that really works for the play is the chemistry between  different characters throughout its duration. There is nothing darker about human nature than the art of manipulation.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIjPSuHHjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kjNfaNIlZ0w/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIjPSuHHjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kjNfaNIlZ0w/s320/DSC_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526518438367272498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Zainab Qaiserani: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Aside from The Good Doctor (which was more macabre than outright horror), there hasn’t been a single attempt at putting on a true horror/thriller show. Let Me In will  be the first of its kind (as all of LPPs plays have been so far), and I  believe there is a huge market for it (Islamabad is FULL of hard core  horror buffs). The fact that it’s in capable hands for every aspect of  it (script, direction, costumes, production, acting) is a HUGE reason  it’ll work; this is a hard genre to pull off effectively, but Osman is  THE person to succeed (being a huge horror buff himself). And not to  sound smug, but we have an AMAZING team. Every single one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alina Khan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“There isn't a single actor who doesn’t do justice to their  role. There's a lot of suspense. It’s very well written. Every audience  member can relate to at least one of the characters. Thus I feel their  interest will linger a little longer than it does for most plays.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismail Kayani: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“A powerful script. This is *actually* something different.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zainab Zaman Khan Afridi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It hasn’t happened before, the concept, so this should be a breath of fresh air for Islamabad’s theatregoers - or rotten in a pleasurable sick way? Great cast and crew as always. It brings back the artistic touch in theater.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIj_CPGdMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N4g6bIvFchQ/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIj_CPGdMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N4g6bIvFchQ/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526519258575959234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Haris Shahbaz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“A story that is not just thrilling, but actually very scary!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Qazi Jabbar Naeem: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The  play tests the true nature of morality and will surely pop quite a few  questions in the audience's minds. The gradual progression from the first  scene to the final one is very enthralling. And let's not forget - this play is the  first of its kind on the Islamabad theatre scene. The excitement of being part of it is more than overwhelming, and everyone's doing their bit to make it truly memorable.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azam Noon: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Humans if left without checks and balances will resort to their primitive selves - that is the theme Let Me In explores. How with a little motivation and encouragement individuals will manifest their very basic selves.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIkuRddN9I/AAAAAAAAARA/6OMUnaLtdFY/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLIkuRddN9I/AAAAAAAAARA/6OMUnaLtdFY/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526520070116554706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aashir Irfan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I  take pride in working for the Living Picture Productions, knowing that  at the end of the day no matter what Osman does, it'll be a work of art.  Not only is he a genius when it comes to storytelling and execution, he  gives importance to every little detail and doesn't compromise on  anything. This play is so fast-paced, our audiences won't know what hit  'em.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Quratulain Jahangir: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Direction  is an art that calls for a strictly clear sense of the final product,  and Osman is one such example from the rare community of fine directors  who not only know the exact intensity of the aura they tend to create  but also know the best way to work around it. To me, he knows how to  bring life out of a script. Only very few have the same recognition and  constant reputation for excellence, so when you’re at a theatre and you  know you’re watching Obi’s play, you know you’re going to watch the best  play ever.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabah Nawaz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“This  play is beyond anything that has been staged yet, mainly because of its  plot and its cast. Everyone's done a fantastic job bringing it to life;  eerily enough to life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fahad Saeed: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It  is very different from most plays we see nowadays. It’s a thriller and  only a director like Osman can pull it off with perfection.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All photographs by Omar Khalid Butt.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-2100821650823689385?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/2100821650823689385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=2100821650823689385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2100821650823689385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2100821650823689385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/cast-crew-discusses-whats-in-store-for.html' title='The Cast &amp; Crew Discusses What’s In Store For You With ‘Let Me In’'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TLHvYGL0WSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vRuL_p6OTSY/s72-c/DSC_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-1572852892014955313</id><published>2010-10-07T03:17:00.011+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:44:34.613+05:00</updated><title type='text'>So THIS Is the Play? We Must Be Stark Raving Mad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;Well, now that the name has been announced, the ominous Facebook statuses have been shared, and we’ve revealed that the roots of the play are in the works of Stephen King, I suspect you must now be very well aware what kind of play this is going to be. (The blood on the teaser posters must have provided a tiny bit of an inkling too.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;So, there are those who ask: after two years of silence, why &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;particular play? I guess I’d have to say that first and foremost, because it’s a tremendous challenge. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The thriller and horror genre is hard &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;enough &lt;/i&gt;to pull off in film (think insipid video-game adaptations that pass off as ‘horror’ these days – I was more terrified after watching Johnny Depp in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;) – doing it onstage; people would call it madness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;But then, I &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;am &lt;/i&gt;a little mad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;Not to mention, a horror-movie buff. I mean, I watched &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;A Nightmare on Elm Street &lt;/i&gt;when I was 7. Alone. In Sargodha, of all places. Then when I was perhaps 9 or 10, my siblings dragged me to Nafdec cinema, where the sequel was playing. (Yes, Nafdec &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;that cool.) I’ve never been more horror-struck, but since then, I’ve had this peculiar penchant for the macabre. When I was 18, and writing fervently like poet-on-crack, my twist on the beloved Disney classic &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The Little Mermaid&lt;/i&gt; turned into a mother’s confession about drowning her daughter in a bathtub – a daughter who’d pretend she was Ariel. Go figure.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Today, when someone asks me to recite a nursery rhyme, this alt-rhyme from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;A Nightmare on Elm Street &lt;/i&gt;comes to mind:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;One, two, Freddy’s coming for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Three, four, better lock your door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Five, six, grab a crucifix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Seven, eight, gonna wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Nine, ten. Never sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Yes. Apparently I’m not going to win any Father of the Year awards.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;As I wrote in my previous blog-post, this is my second tribute after &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Superstar Avatar&lt;/i&gt; – and not just to Stephen King, though it is his work that I have adapted for this play and therefore his mind is undoubtedly its primary creative undercurrent. This play is a tribute to King, to Edgar Allan Poe, to my childhood favourite Christopher Pike (before you scoff, have you &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;read &lt;/i&gt;some of his darker stuff?), to the cinematic and literary masters of horror, and their creations – Freddy Krueger, Hannibal Lector, Pennywise the Clown, Samara (&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The Ring&lt;/i&gt;), Annie Wilkes, all the usual suspects.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;Not to say that this play is &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;just &lt;/i&gt;about things that go bump in the night – hardly. I love horror, but I like my horror with a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;little &lt;/i&gt;slice of intelligence as well. Not taking anything away from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;The Evil Dead, &lt;/i&gt;but I’m more an&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt; Exorcist&lt;/i&gt; kind of guy. I believe that for horror to work, you have to connect with the characters, both villains and virginal heroines. That’s one of the reasons &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The Descent &lt;/i&gt;succeeded. That’s why, apart from the authors mentioned earlier, Dean Koontz and Roald Dahl are both demigods of horror fiction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;So this is a play about human nature. The darkest aspect of it. It’s horror of the most naked, most brutal kind: psychological. When I began adapting the script, I had one thought in my mind – to showcase that man really shouldn’t fear the supernatural; ghosts, ghouls, nightmare-men, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;djinns &lt;/i&gt;and the like. Man should fear himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;And it’s also a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; character-driven play. Each character symbolizes something; yet at the same time, I haven’t drawn sides – this isn’t a battle of good versus evil. Instead, all characters are shown with shades of gray; their fears, weaknesses, intentions et al lie exposed. Because of one action, these seemingly ordinary people are thrust into an extraordinary circumstance, and the layer of superficiality; of polite hellos, exchanged glances and pleasantries, suddenly takes a swift turn down South. Again, don’t want to reveal too much, but a phrase (with all its sinister connotations) from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt; comes to mind: ‘For the greater good.’ The theme is very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord of the Flies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;-esque, only with a much faster-pace, a couple of twists that few will see coming, and more...‘action’? Come to think of it, it’s the most action-packed play I’ve done yet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Like I said before, I’m excited about this one. It’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;. It’ll be more an experience than merely a spectacle. A spine-tingling experience – we’re taking theatre in Islamabad to an uncharted realm. And now, before I start feeling too much like Captain Kirk gazing off into a distant galaxy, and you start questioning my sanity even more, I think I'll just close here for now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;More soon!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;Obi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-1572852892014955313?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/1572852892014955313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=1572852892014955313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/1572852892014955313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/1572852892014955313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-this-is-play-we-must-be-stark-raving.html' title='So THIS Is the Play? We Must Be Stark Raving Mad!'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-1052966471436617044</id><published>2010-10-06T19:26:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:07:34.132+05:00</updated><title type='text'>And We've Let It Out - The Official Name and Dates for the LP's Latest Play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKyJYhILgNI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hhm3LeXhrbc/s1600/Teaser2+copy+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're announcing the official title of the play that was almost called &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/man-behind-living-pictures-latest-play.html"&gt;Redrum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! Our new play, ladies and gentlemen, is called &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2393833420&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and will insha Allah be coming to the PNCA Auditorium on October 17, 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;And that's not all we're releasing today - here's the second teaser poster for the play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKyJYhILgNI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hhm3LeXhrbc/s1600/Teaser2+copy+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKyJYhILgNI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hhm3LeXhrbc/s400/Teaser2+copy+small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524941897179300050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you like it! Keep checking back, we've got lots more updates coming up! You can also keep track of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2393833420&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;the play on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, and 'Like' the Living Picture's &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Islamabad/The-Living-Picture-Productions/161906700502530"&gt;official Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-1052966471436617044?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/1052966471436617044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=1052966471436617044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/1052966471436617044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/1052966471436617044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-weve-let-it-out-official-name-and.html' title='And We&apos;ve Let It Out - The Official Name and Dates for the LP&apos;s Latest Play!'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKyJYhILgNI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hhm3LeXhrbc/s72-c/Teaser2+copy+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-8743144230699184723</id><published>2010-10-06T04:38:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T04:39:52.011+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tableau Vivant - The Vision Behind The Living Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:8.5pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi"&gt;We were just taking a walk down memory lane and thought it would be cool to repost our original 'mission statement'! Man, this makes us nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Established in 2006 by Osman Khalid Butt, The Living Picture® exists for the sole purpose of nurturing and advancing the performing arts in Pakistan - be it in the form of theatre, television or film. The Living Picture® aims to create and perform works that not only entertain, but also enrich our society and assist the progressive evolution of culture.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Theatre is the cradle of artistic civilization. It is therefore in this sphere of the performing arts that The Living Picture® has taken wing, beginning with its first stage production, &lt;/i&gt;Some Like It Hot&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our plans for theatre are not limited to commercial plays: soon we hope to extend our reach to theatre workshops and drama festivals in schools and colleges. For future musical productions, the company intends to encourage live musicians to offer their participation, especially if they would like to present their own original compositions. Furthermore, in collaboration with other production companies and theatre groups in Islamabad, we would like to actively advocate the construction of a theatre house in our great capital, so that this prospering new discipline can be given a rightful home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Living Picture® is always keen to welcome new blood into the fold. Creative individuals who possess a genuine passion for the performing arts are encouraged to join in and contribute to our projects in whatever capacity they have to offer. If you have any idea you'd like to share, or are looking at a possible collaboration, please email us at &lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi"&gt;&lt;i&gt;livingpictureproductions@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With our hard work and dedication, and your support and encouragement, we hope to achieve our goals and give you the theatre you so richly deserve. High our aims may be, and rather ambitious, but as they say: 'The theatre is no place for small dreams.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-8743144230699184723?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/8743144230699184723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=8743144230699184723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8743144230699184723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8743144230699184723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/tableau-vivant-vision-behind-living_06.html' title='Tableau Vivant - The Vision Behind The Living Picture'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-2239221075201458149</id><published>2010-10-04T19:15:00.015+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:16:30.249+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man Behind the Living Picture's Latest Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said I wanted to talk about the play and reveal a little something as to what it’s about. First clue: I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;gave you a hint about this project in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2008/09/boy-with-backward-chakra.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;my first ever post on this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (meaning it’s been in the pipeline for the past two years). Second clue: the play is a homage to one of the great literary geniuses of our time. If you deciphered the first clue, you know who I’m talking about. If not, well - do you know this man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKndFQGxuCI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iOXbw-bhNFs/s1600/stephen-king.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKndFQGxuCI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iOXbw-bhNFs/s400/stephen-king.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524189500239099938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;He calls himself “the literary equivalent of a Big Mac and fries” but that’s just a clever disguise. In reality, he’s the best thing that happened to horror fiction since Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Meet Stephen King. Now, those who are acquainted with me know that, to me, the man is… well, not a man at all but a god. God of the macabre. I am his Constant Reader, his number one fan... Is it very Norman Bates of me to be honoured that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;was released the same year as my birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think ‘nightmare on paper’ you think Stephen King. The characters that he has created; the terror that he instills in you without the convenience of sound-effects, without relying on the aid of visuals – it’s phenomenal. My sister Michelle Apa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;was the one who hooked me on to his writing – I remember reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Shining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and being unable to sleep for weeks. I’ve been infatuated with the word ‘redrum’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(flip the word, voila!) ever since; it was almost the title of my new play. I could read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Salem’s Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Needful Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; – hell, his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; collection countless times and yet find something I missed in the previous read. A phrase, a line, a description. His is a dark and powerful mind. (My favourite Stephen King novel, by the way, has got to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Long Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, which was one of the books he wrote under the pseudonym Richard Bachman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Regulators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; are second favourites. Yes, tied.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are, like me, a fan of the venerable Mr. Bachman, I can promise you this: you do not want to miss this play. Naturally, nothing I write is ever going to do his work justice. But for my part, I’m trying my best to stay true to the spirit of his work. Can’t comment on how it’s all turned out, non-objective eye and all, but fingers, toes, everything crossed. I'd like to fantasize about how, in an ideal world, Stephen King would hear of the play, attend one of the performances, find it brilliant – and then I'd disappear the next day and emerge as a new character in his (possible) upcoming novel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Doctor Sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(intended to be a sequel to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Shining).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whether he would do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, or just lump me with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/feb/05/stephenking-fiction"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, come and see for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are not yet familiar with King’s works (what're you waiting for?!) - but you fancy a good scare, or are fascinated by things dark and supernatural, come see the play! It promises to be quite a ride, I can tell you that. We’re about two weeks to showtime, and as is usual at this stage, I’m going insane – but I’m also really excited about this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Good Doctor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;was a ghoulish, macabre play as well, but this one is something altogether new. Something I’ve never done before. Something Islamabad hasn’t seen before. So it’s going to be exciting to see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! Will write more soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Although Stephen King has my undying love and loyalty – dare I say it? – I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; ‘Twilight’! I read all the books in one go. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-2239221075201458149?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/2239221075201458149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=2239221075201458149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2239221075201458149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2239221075201458149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/man-behind-living-pictures-latest-play.html' title='The Man Behind the Living Picture&apos;s Latest Play'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKndFQGxuCI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iOXbw-bhNFs/s72-c/stephen-king.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-7969464388729801432</id><published>2010-10-04T01:25:00.011+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:26:22.155+05:00</updated><title type='text'>After a two-year hiatus – Ta-dah! I’m back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And &lt;/i&gt;with a new play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Where did I go, you ask? Well, I guess you could say I was trying to get my groove back. G&lt;span&gt;reat - now I sound like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Stella-Got-Groove-Back/dp/0451192001"&gt;the Terry McMillan novel&lt;/a&gt;. But no, I didn’t realize at the time, but I had invested so &lt;i&gt;much &lt;/i&gt;into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Superstar Avatar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt; – the script, trying to make it a perfect ode to Bollywood – that I needed a break. Or at least, something to take me back to the roots, back to what made theatre raw and exciting and perhaps without the burden of expectation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ortunately, an opportunity to direct an LGS play (&lt;a href="http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/03/bulletin-osman-directs-this-years-lgs.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Nit Wits&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 2009) came a-knocking, and that was perhaps &lt;i&gt;just &lt;/i&gt;what the doctor ordered. Working with students, practically none of them having previous ‘exposure’ to theatre (and all of its trappings – the good, the bad, the &lt;i&gt;ugly)&lt;/i&gt;, feeding off their enthusiasm; it was a challenge of a different kind, and one that helped me rediscover why I loved doing theatre in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKhv0fSLvCI/AAAAAAAAANs/BF4It-Bibr8/s400/n705054347_2202180_6293831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523787890511559714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;The cast and crew of the Nit Wits - wonderful, talented students from LGS (Photo by Omar Khalid Butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKh2dkM3NUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cjo2BPFC0Cc/s1600/28822_387284687735_156474602735_4252809_5712422_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKh2dkM3NUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cjo2BPFC0Cc/s320/28822_387284687735_156474602735_4252809_5712422_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523795193275823426" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Later in the year came an opportunity to be part of a short film called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=304606024295&amp;amp;oid=26028959997"&gt;The Silent Verse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by UK-based BAFTA-nominated director Hammad Khan - and that was just the prelude to an ever bigger opportunity: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slackistanthemovie.com/"&gt;Slackistan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;I loved the concept - it was a coming-of-age film, and yet so undeniably 'Islamabad'; I was glad the city finally got a voice. Plus, the character was challenging; had to tone down on the 'theatricality' that's much-required onstage and what's sort of become my trademark. Plus, how many actors get to boast they've done &lt;i&gt;two &lt;/i&gt;Islamabad-based films within a span of three years? The experience was wonderful; Hammad is an excellent director, he allows you to interpret the character all the while keeping in mind his original vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late&lt;span&gt; last year, I acted in two plays as well [felt good to revert back to the days of yore; all the bitching, none of the ‘directorial’ pressure]. One role was that of a cook, in a bilingual play called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=164994716086&amp;amp;index=1"&gt;Flight 420&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;, directed by Shafqat Khan. The second, perhaps one of my most cherished roles after (or alongside) Edward from &lt;i&gt;Freedom Bound &lt;/i&gt;and Jerry from &lt;i&gt;Some Like It Hot,&lt;/i&gt; was that of a mentally disabled character (‘Michal’) in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/12/pillowman-cometh-and-osmans-in-it.html"&gt;The Pillowman&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; directed by Junaid Malik. The second role in particular, to repeat a phrase, helped me rediscover myself as an actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiFJYPtkfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TYb21EOZP0w/s1600/13543_203662629347_705054347_4028871_7303839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiFJYPtkfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TYb21EOZP0w/s400/13543_203662629347_705054347_4028871_7303839_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523811339143582194" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Flight 420 (Photo by Omar Khalid Butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiF7FSvVQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/98LLCKjOIcY/s1600/11835_236394634347_705054347_4310724_4616308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiF7FSvVQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/98LLCKjOIcY/s400/11835_236394634347_705054347_4310724_4616308_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523812193049466114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Pillowman (Photo by Omar Khalid Butt)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;This year saw me back to the director’s chair with LGS and back in all my pop-culture-referencing glory with &lt;i&gt;Lights Out!&lt;/i&gt;, and working with the youngest cast I’ve ever had. (The average age was 15.) Another madcap adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also attended a ‘Broadway Bridges’ workshop in February, where I gave singing another shot since – 2005? (That was when I did &lt;i&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/i&gt;.) I was incredibly nervous, because there were some &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;talented singers onboard for the workshop, but I have to say, &lt;a href="http://www.americanvoices.org/artists/musical-theater/michael-masterson/artistbio_view"&gt;Michael Masterson&lt;/a&gt;, (our choreographer and singing coach of ‘American Voices’) was such an inspirational mentor, I’ve been recording my voice on a webcam since and giving my best friend migraines as I make her listen to each track. (There’s a ‘Truly, Madly, Deeply’ cover in there. It’s not pretty.) Call it &lt;i&gt;Glee&lt;/i&gt;-syndrome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiGiTlwnEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/RlolJUnnzyM/s1600/24726_406032429347_705054347_5116034_1603431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiGiTlwnEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/RlolJUnnzyM/s400/24726_406032429347_705054347_5116034_1603431_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523812866902236226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Lights Out! (Photo by Omar Khalid Butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiF7FSvVQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/98LLCKjOIcY/s1600/11835_236394634347_705054347_4310724_4616308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiL8innq6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Qbm6Tq74YyQ/s1600/19778_352732904347_705054347_4925561_3232123_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiL8innq6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Qbm6Tq74YyQ/s400/19778_352732904347_705054347_4925561_3232123_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523818815171308450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Broadway Bridges (Photo by Omar Khalid Butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiGiTlwnEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/RlolJUnnzyM/s1600/24726_406032429347_705054347_5116034_1603431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiMcTQjIII/AAAAAAAAAO8/GMi44erew7U/s1600/25792_426890304347_705054347_5336443_7799829_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKiMcTQjIII/AAAAAAAAAO8/GMi44erew7U/s400/25792_426890304347_705054347_5336443_7799829_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523819360803823746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;The Suicide (Photo by Omar Khalid Butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Next came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=360340068333&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;The Suicide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;, directed (again) by Junaid Malik. That was a stressful but rewarding experience; took me the longest time to finally ‘grasp’ my character; a bourgeois, manipulative member of the intelligentsia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of course, I have also been steadily involved with ‘Insolent Knights’ (check out their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Insolent-Knights/113263532043675?ref=ts"&gt;Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;!) - have thus far performed at all their open-act nights, and it's been a delight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But enough about me. Let’s talk about the play! It’s scheduled, insha Allah, for mid-October – that’s just a couple of weeks away, yikes! Rehearsals are well underway, and we’re all psyched here at the Living Picture. Naturally, it’s all rather hush-hush because I want you guys to be surprised. But of course, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to give you &lt;i&gt;something &lt;/i&gt;to be excited about. *sly grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More on that in my next blog post, though! I will be updating this blog regularly now, insha Allah. So stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-7969464388729801432?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/7969464388729801432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=7969464388729801432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/7969464388729801432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/7969464388729801432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/after-two-year-hiatus-ta-dah-im-back_04.html' title='After a two-year hiatus – Ta-dah! I’m back!'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKhv0fSLvCI/AAAAAAAAANs/BF4It-Bibr8/s72-c/n705054347_2202180_6293831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-242112181027962163</id><published>2010-10-02T03:23:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T03:34:04.747+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen, We'd Like to Make An Announcement...</title><content type='html'>This year, Halloween's coming a bit early.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're officially announcing the Living Picture's fourth theatrical production today! We've released the first teaser poster for the play - really excited about it! Behold:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKZf9wkj_TI/AAAAAAAAANk/x3tJcgerpp0/s1600/teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKZf9wkj_TI/AAAAAAAAANk/x3tJcgerpp0/s400/teaser.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523207507631406386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What d'you think? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The play will be staged in about two weeks, insha Allah. Our promotional campaign is in full swing. The cast and crew are having fun teasing people with ominous Facebook statuses that merely hint at what exactly audiences are going to be in for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be revealing much more (including the title of the play) in the days to come, but in the meantime, of one thing you can be sure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something moves within the night, that is not good and is not right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-242112181027962163?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/242112181027962163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=242112181027962163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/242112181027962163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/242112181027962163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2010/10/ladies-and-gentlemen-wed-like-to-make.html' title='Ladies and Gentlemen, We&apos;d Like to Make An Announcement...'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/TKZf9wkj_TI/AAAAAAAAANk/x3tJcgerpp0/s72-c/teaser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-1469467365299399428</id><published>2009-12-09T18:34:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T04:30:39.711+05:00</updated><title type='text'>'The Pillowman' Cometh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/Sx-1vc_g_QI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YWp29Q4nJHo/s1600-h/o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/Sx-1vc_g_QI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YWp29Q4nJHo/s400/o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413245103963700482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Empty Space Theatre is staging an absolutely unmissable new production that opens tonight. The play is called 'The Pillowman', and was written by Irish playwright (and filmmaker, for those who've seen &lt;i&gt;In Bruges&lt;/i&gt;) Martin McDonagh. It's a spinechilling thriller that revolves around the police interrogation of a writer in connection with a spate of grisly child murders occurring in his town - murders that seem to be inspired by his dark, disturbing short stories. The play won the Laurence Olivier Award for Best New Play in 2004 and was nominated for the Tony Award for Best Play in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junaid Malik, the director of 'ART', is directing Empty Space Theatre's production of 'The Pillowman'. The cast includes Uzair Khan, Osman Khalid Butt, Salman Akhter, Tughral Turab Ali and Natasha Ejaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The show runs from December 9 to 12 at Megazone F-9 Park, Islamabad. You can get tickets at Illusions, Shell Select F-7, and at the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more about 'The Pillowman' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=161816912238&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;on Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, or watch the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kLoSkVnCJ_I"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; for the play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-1469467365299399428?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/1469467365299399428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=1469467365299399428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/1469467365299399428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/1469467365299399428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/12/pillowman-cometh-and-osmans-in-it.html' title='&apos;The Pillowman&apos; Cometh'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/Sx-1vc_g_QI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YWp29Q4nJHo/s72-c/o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-8416546079720278481</id><published>2009-10-26T04:40:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T04:31:23.748+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Osman Part of the Cast of 'Flight 420'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just thought we'd drop a line to let you know about the new play by Kopy Kat Productions that's opening this week. An esteemed fellow theatre company, Kopy Kat Productions has produced such acclaimed plays as the bilingual 'Come Again' and 'The Accidental Death of an Anarchist.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This month, Kopy Kat is opening its latest production: 'Flight 420,' a hilarious bilingual comedy directed by Shafqat Khan and produced by Dawar Mehmood. The cast includes Shafqat Khan, Mohsin Ejaz, Sam Minallah, Yasra Rizvi, Hareem Farooq, Annie, Ousama Anjum, and Osman Khalid Butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The play begins on the 27th of October and runs till the 2nd of November - so please reserve your tickets now! 'Flight' timings are from 9pm to 11pm, and the venue is the PNCA Auditorium (behind Marriott). Tickets are available at Illusions (F-6, F-7 and F-11), Select F-7, and the PNCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Remember, it starts at 9 pm sharp, so please be there early to ensure you get good seats! This promises to be a fun, if excitingly turbulent ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Flight 420' on Facebook: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=135896967584" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=135896967584&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;See you there, and best regards from all of us at The Living Picture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-8416546079720278481?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/8416546079720278481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=8416546079720278481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8416546079720278481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8416546079720278481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/10/bulletin-osman-part-of-cast-of-flight.html' title='Osman Part of the Cast of &apos;Flight 420&apos;'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-4318013624458597653</id><published>2009-03-13T15:55:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:42:01.036+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Islamabad Loved 'The Nit Wits'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://epaper.dawn.com/ArticleImage.aspx?article=13_03_2009_152_001"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/Sbze1MPo80I/AAAAAAAAAL4/yYmBIzBHyMw/s400/dawnreview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313366665791599426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dawn's &lt;/span&gt;review of The Nit Wits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-4318013624458597653?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/4318013624458597653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=4318013624458597653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/4318013624458597653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/4318013624458597653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/03/bulletin-islamabad-loved-nit-wits.html' title='Islamabad Loved &apos;The Nit Wits&apos;!'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/Sbze1MPo80I/AAAAAAAAAL4/yYmBIzBHyMw/s72-c/dawnreview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-5367016966362709144</id><published>2009-03-02T15:15:00.010+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T04:31:51.774+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Osman Directs This Year's LGS Dramatics Society Production</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/SbziceVv-rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/__2oV2P1DP0/s1600-h/n705054347_2202292_416490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/SbziceVv-rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/__2oV2P1DP0/s400/n705054347_2202292_416490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313370639198845618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Lahore Grammar School Dramatics Society has embarked on a wonderful tradition of staging a production every year for all of Islamabad's theatergoers to enjoy. It began this tradition last year with the much-loved 'Charley's Aunt' (March 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's play is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'The Nit Wits'&lt;/span&gt;, a comedy written by Glenn Hughes - and directed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Living Picture's Osman Khalid Butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Nit Wits' follows the exploits of Tommy Winter, who desperately needs money to continue his college education. Hence, he advertises himself as a consulting psychologist for people who are afraid of losing their minds. Before long, his office is swamped with some of the craziest, looniest, wildest half – wits ever gathered in one place. It takes all his ingenuity, and the help of a best friend, Steve, to keep things under control once the parade of nitwits comes rolling in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where's the circus? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the 10th and 11th of March, at the PNCA Auditorium.&lt;/span&gt; Mark your calendars, folks, 'coz this is one appointment you wouldn't want to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are priced at Rs. 350, and are available at Haroon's (F-7), Saeed Book Bank, LGS (G-6, Luqman Hakeem Road, opp. BBQ Tonite), and of course, at the PNCA gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you want to reserve your tickets, or for further information, contact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;quratulainjahangir@hotmail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;livingpictureproductions@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=46884319228&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit 'The Nit Wits' on Facebook.&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=46884319228&amp;amp;ref=nf" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards from all of us at The Living Picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-5367016966362709144?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/5367016966362709144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=5367016966362709144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/5367016966362709144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/5367016966362709144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2009/03/bulletin-osman-directs-this-years-lgs.html' title='Osman Directs This Year&apos;s LGS Dramatics Society Production'/><author><name>Fatima Shakeel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R4B4Ubj5nSQ/SbziceVv-rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/__2oV2P1DP0/s72-c/n705054347_2202292_416490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-2850118697197605729</id><published>2008-10-08T07:26:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:28:00.060+06:00</updated><title type='text'>And in Other News ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The Living Pictures’ resident &lt;em&gt;savant&lt;/em&gt; filmmaker/promo director spreads his wings – and is now in the final pre-production phases of his first film! And we’re proud to be the first source to inform you – well, &lt;em&gt;second&lt;/em&gt; source. (Damn you Facebook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not revealing much – until directed to, so keep watching this space – but from the title sequence he shared with me, it’s going to nothing short of a visual spectacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to Raza then. He should be forwarding the official teaser poster soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-2850118697197605729?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/2850118697197605729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=2850118697197605729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2850118697197605729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/2850118697197605729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-in-other-news.html' title='And in Other News ..'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-8644874124208455252</id><published>2008-10-06T06:52:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:34:50.430+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions: Round One – The Great Flood of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What is it about Eid that makes you yearn for the month to magically rewind itself to the start of Ramadan – the days of abstinence, the first cigarette post Iftar, get-togethers at ridiculously overpriced restaurants that serve garbage - à la mode &lt;em&gt;(I counted four pieces of chicken in my Supreme Chicken Tikka pizza – four)&lt;/em&gt; – I don’t know. The month seems to lead itself to a glorious anti-climax, or, as a friend puts it: a hug to the left, a hug to the right, a hug to the left again, and then what? I guess I’m one of those who spend Eid locked up in their rooms, reading Dean Koontz or the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saving grace – audition planning. Director’s cap and all that jazz. The wheels were finally set in motion and round one happened at the Apartment, this Saturday, amid nausea and general dizziness. &lt;em&gt;(This is the part where I interject with a witty – and &lt;/em&gt;true&lt;em&gt; – remark about how I always seem to find myself ill whenever a new project starts.)&lt;/em&gt; Contrary to previous auditions, that seem to stretch out without end in sight, these were pretty tame. Two (and in some cases) three readings from various monologues that I cherish. Waqas &lt;em&gt;(self proclaimed basher of egos, believer in philosophy of glass half–empty, Nazi war enthusiast and similar)&lt;/em&gt; and Aashir &lt;em&gt;(assistant director of old)&lt;/em&gt; were there to join me. What surprised me as I entered the ‘waiting area’ was the amount of unfamiliar faces. Theatre newbies. Surprises didn’t end there, apparently. As most directors will tell you, one has to shove expectation down the toilet during the initial days of auditions, as some are out there for their unique brand of shughal, some audition only to be never heard of ever again, some are plain terrifying, and, well, the list goes on. But of the forty or so that came on Saturday, most were impressive. Some left all three of us speechless, literally. Well, maybe not Waqas, but I doubt anything could quiet that one down. Of course, props go to a couple or so who were clear winners. And, while we’re on the subject, props to a couple (or so) others, who just made our day. Really, in the endless journey of hearing the same monologues over and over again, your…umm…‘interpretations’ of the given text provided a hilarious interlude, and, once more quoting the written word of Waqas: caused us to die a little, inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round Two begins today at 6 pm – and fingers crossed, as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-8644874124208455252?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/8644874124208455252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=8644874124208455252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8644874124208455252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/8644874124208455252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2008/10/auditions-round-one-great-flood-of-2008.html' title='Auditions: Round One – The Great Flood of 2008'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3929227771144687178.post-337615724399544680</id><published>2008-09-26T14:16:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:03:45.090+06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy with the Backward Chakra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right. Its 1:40 pm and its now been 20 hours since I’ve slept. And here I am, writing a Welcome message, right when Roza’s hitting me where it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Osman Khalid Butt, and I direct plays. Or try to. Managed to pull off three: two last year, and one this year – and, well, its like I woke up one day and thought: wouldn’t it be neat, instead of doing a fourth play this Winter, to do a fourth, fifth and sixth play in the same time frame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see the poster above – it’s only further fueled my dementia. You see, the reason I haven’t slept this past night is because I was up designing this work of art/modern masterpiece/trash/call-it-whatever-you-like: sticks-and-stones-sticks-and-stones, and I was all giddy about it till about 10 minutes ago. Then I just started to feel nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a part of me, though, that’s excited – and not to hear the comments on said poster &lt;em&gt;(especially not Waqas’s – critique extraordinaire and self-proclaimed ego-puncturer)&lt;/em&gt; – but because it’s all about to begin. Once again. Hesitant callers asking millions of questions, the nervousness/excitement you see on all potential actors – the grueling session of auditions themselves that I’m now infamous for: practically the best part of putting up a play for any director. The rest is torture. But more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, welcome, Constant Reader. I begin this blog will blatant plagiarism. Brownie points for guessing which term is a direct lift-off from a famous author’s catchphrase. Decipher the clue and you just may be one step closer to finding out what these plays &lt;em&gt;(that I usually, in case of all previous ones, keep shrouded in mystery till the cast is finalized)&lt;/em&gt; might be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time we meet,&lt;br /&gt;I remain&lt;br /&gt;Osman Khalid Butt &lt;em&gt;(alias&lt;/em&gt; Obi&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3929227771144687178-337615724399544680?l=thelivingpicture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/feeds/337615724399544680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3929227771144687178&amp;postID=337615724399544680' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/337615724399544680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3929227771144687178/posts/default/337615724399544680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelivingpicture.blogspot.com/2008/09/boy-with-backward-chakra.html' title='The Boy with the Backward Chakra'/><author><name>Osman Khalid Butt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15665040042694255518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
