No.
No way. Just put it out of your mind. Cedric, I know, all right.
You
don't have to tell me. I've been here all along. Yes, you were
born in Hollywood. Well, all right, cloned, what's the
difference? I was right there when you were hatched. You've got
greasepaint in your blood, kiddo.
It
wasn't my fault. I didn't know you were intelligent. Nobody knew
allosaurs were intelligent. They all thought they had the
ultimate monster for monster movies. If you hadn't started
talking there would be a lot more dinos in Hollywood today, but
the Ethics people came and bit them all on the metaphorical
tail.
You're a star, yes. I understand. But this is just impossible.
Wasn't I there when you wanted to get out of the monster genre?
Didn't I believe in you when they said you were washed up after
all the monster movies?
Didn't I give you your start at real acting? Didn't I give you
dialogue?
Dialogue, Cedric, don't lash your tail at me, you didn't have
any dialogue before I started directing. Didn't I start you off
in comedy? Remember that rubber fin in Stegosaur? "Cedric
the Allosaur stars in Stegosaur." You were such a hit,
you wowed them, remember? What a movie. What a series of movies!
Kids loved them, seniors loved them, and Hollywood Times
voted Pterosaur the date movie of the year. We could make
Pterosaur 2 tomorrow.
Yes,
maybe, but I'm not sure about this. I know you're an actor not a
special effect, dammit. I know it's supposed to be every actor's
dream. I don't know how to put this. It's classic drama, Cedric.
No, I
don't mean that you can't play a human. Honestly, didn't you
play a human in Humans? And Humans 2? And you
were wonderful, honestly, Ced, you know I'm not just saying
that, I think Humans 2 was a triumph. You deserved that
Oscar. Didn't I say at the time, didn't I say that Portman stole
that Oscar from you?
And
you did it again in Othello. I admit I was wrong about
Othello.
You
wanted to do it, and I dragged my feet. I made you play Caliban
first, to get the feel for Shakespeare. You were an awesome
Caliban. And you made Othello work, you really got that sense of
alienation in, that sense that you were different and having
trouble with knowing if people loved you for yourself because of
that. Moor, allosaur, same difference really. Even the New
York Times loved you.
Cedric, have you read the script? I know it's supposed to be
every actor's dream. But—Cedric—'what
a piece of work is man'. How could you say that without the
audience cracking up? When it comes down to it, you're not a
man. You're not. 'What a piece of work is man.' I don't care
what Sarah Bernhardt did, no woman and no allosaur either is
going to say that in any Hamlet of mine.
About the Author:
Jo Walton is the author of six science fiction and
fantasy novels, with a seventh, Half a Crown due
out from Tor in September. She has published poems in
earlier editions of Lone Star Stories, and in
Asimov's, Goblin Fruit and various
anthologies. A collection of her poetry will be
published by NESFA Press in February 2009. She lives in
Montreal.
Story © 2008 Jo Walton.