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Melchior Productions - Her MajestyThoughts for a short play about oenophiles:One character (female) hews close to the old line of thinking: wine as an indulgence, a pure luxury, a drink that signifies decadence and a hint of prurience. Will have lines like, "This is sinfully delicious," and "I'm going to build a house in Tuscany before I die, I swear."Another character (male) fights against all the commonplace ways of thinking about wine: he rails against anyone who thinks of wine as a drink for the elites, for it is a daily sort of tipple, made by and for people of all classes. Those who think differently are sloppy thinkers and addlebrained fools. Will have lines like, "Anything presented as "sophisticated" should be intensely mistrusted. That excitement of drinking something that grows out of the land, tastes like the land, and reminds us that we too are made of this same earth on a fundamental level--that thrill shouldn't be anaesthetized," and "In another life I would have been a vigneron."Third character (monster) drinks fermented blood and challenges the prejudices of the two other characters. Will have lines like, "Pass me that jeroboam of blood," and "Let me think for a second, human."Wrap it up with some sort of Beckett-cum-Moonlighting ending, with the monster and the female character leaving together and the male character singing a song to his bottle of Henri Prudhon Saint-Aubin La Chateniere.("Her Majesty" is unbelievably pretty. There's a line from a Philip Sherburne review where he says this song is "so sweeping, so grandiose, that it makes you want to rip out your heart and throw it off the highest cliff you can find." Which is dead-on accurate)[BUY No Disco Future]

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