Sayang, gue belum pernah liat secara langsung produksi Broadway-nya, yang gue liat langsung adalah film-nya NINE, dan seperti yang udah pernah gue tulis, gue suka banget sama lagu "My Husband Makes Movies" di film itu...apalagi dengan wajah Marion Cotillard yang agak-agak sendu gitu bikin lagunya jadi gimana...gitu.
Ternyata, seperti kebanyakan film-film adaptasi Broadway, pemeran di Broadway dan di film tentu berbeda. Nine pun juga sama. Pertama kali dibawakan oleh Karen Akers, kemudian dibawakan oleh Mary Stuart Masterson (Broadway Revival Cast - Antonio Banderas jadi Guido), dan terakhir diperankan oleh Marion Cotillard. Gue cuma ngebahas perannya Louisa Contini lho ya...untuk lebih jelasnya, seperti biasa, monggo mengunjungi wikipedia :)
Dan seperti biasa juga, terdapat perbedaan lirik antara di Broadway dan di film. So far, gue lebih suka feeling yang dimunculkan di film. Tapi toh memang harus diakui, selain medianya berbeda, adegan dari lagu yang satu itu ternyata dibuat berbeda. Jadi memang feeling yang hendak disampaikan pun juga berbeda. Tapi tetep, gue lebih suka yang Marion punya hahaha...
Kalo di film, Louisa nyanyi pada waktu sedang acara makan malam untuk memberi dukungan ke suaminya, Guido. Sementara di Broadway ketika Louisa diwawancara mengenai gosip retaknya hubungan antara dirinya dengan Guido.
so...which one is better?
PS: di player-nya ada video from youtube, jadi untuk yang versi Broadway bisa ditonton. Kualitasnya sih enggak gitu bagus, tapi lumayan lah. Klik aja yang ada tulisan 'video' di bawah gambar not itu.
PSS: teks yang diwarnain merah artinya lirik itu berbeda dari yang Broadway punya.
From the movie (Marion Cotillard)
My husband makes movies.
To make them he lives a kind of dream
In which his actions aren't always what they seem.
He may be on to some unique romantic theme.
Some men run Banks, some rule the world
Some earn their living baking bread.
My husband, he goes a little crazy
Making movies instead.
My husband spins fantasies,
He lives them, then gives them to you all.
Like Michaelangelo, he paints his private dome
But can’t distinguish what’s his work and what’s his home
Some men buy stocks, some men punch clocks,
Some leap where others fear to tread.
My husband as author and director,
Makes up stories in his head.
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Number one genius and number one fan,
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Passionate woman in love with this man
Long ago, many years ago
Once we two were Guido Contini, Luisa his lover,
Actress with dreams and a life of her own,
Then we had no end of worlds to discover
Singing together all night on the phone.
Long ago, someone else ago,
Long ago, someone else ago,
How he needs me so,
And he'll be the last to know it.
My husband makes movies.
To make them, he makes himself obsessed.
He works for weeks on end without a bit of rest,
No other way can he achieve his level best.
Some men read books, some shine their shoes,
Some retire early, some stay up to dream and muse
My husband only rarely comes to bed,
My husband makes movies instead,
My husband...makes movies...
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From Broadway (Mary Stuart Masterson)
[REPORTERS]
Not since Charlie Chaplin
Has there ever been a film Director
Like this
[FIRST REPORTER]
Mrs. Contini, is there any truth to the rumor
that your marriage is in jeopardy?
[LUISA]
None whatsoever.
My husband makes movies.
To make them he lives a kind of dream
In which his actions aren't always what they seem.
He may be on to some unique romantic theme.
Some men catch fish, some men tie flies,
Some earn their living baking bread.
My husband, he goes a little crazy
Making movies instead.
My husband spins fantasies,
He lives them, then gives them to you all.
While he was working on the film on ancient Rome,
He made the slave girls take the gladiators home.
Some men buy stocks, some men punch clocks,
Some leap where others fear to tread.
My husband as author and director,
Makes up stories in his head.
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Number one genius and number one fan,
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Daughter of well-to-do Florentine Clan,
Long ago, twenty years ago,
Once the names were Guido Contini, Luisa Del Forno,
Actress with dreams and a life of her own,
Passionate, wild and in love on Livorno,
Singing with Guido all night on the phone.
Long ago, someone else ago, how he needs me so,
And he'll be the last to know it.
My husband makes movies.
To make them, he makes himself obsessed.
He works for weeks on end without a bit of rest,
No other way can he achiev his leve best.
Some men read books, some shine their shoes,
Some retire early when they've seen the evening news.
My husband only rarely comes to bed,
My husband makes movies instead,
My husband...makes movies...
[FIRST REPORTER]
Thank you very much, Mrs. Contini.
[REPORTERS]
Not since Charlie Chaplin
Has there ever been a film Director
Like this
[FIRST REPORTER]
Mrs. Contini, is there any truth to the rumor
that your marriage is in jeopardy?
[LUISA]
None whatsoever.
My husband makes movies.
To make them he lives a kind of dream
In which his actions aren't always what they seem.
He may be on to some unique romantic theme.
Some men catch fish, some men tie flies,
Some earn their living baking bread.
My husband, he goes a little crazy
Making movies instead.
My husband spins fantasies,
He lives them, then gives them to you all.
While he was working on the film on ancient Rome,
He made the slave girls take the gladiators home.
Some men buy stocks, some men punch clocks,
Some leap where others fear to tread.
My husband as author and director,
Makes up stories in his head.
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Number one genius and number one fan,
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Daughter of well-to-do Florentine Clan,
Long ago, twenty years ago,
Once the names were Guido Contini, Luisa Del Forno,
Actress with dreams and a life of her own,
Passionate, wild and in love on Livorno,
Singing with Guido all night on the phone.
Long ago, someone else ago, how he needs me so,
And he'll be the last to know it.
My husband makes movies.
To make them, he makes himself obsessed.
He works for weeks on end without a bit of rest,
No other way can he achiev his leve best.
Some men read books, some shine their shoes,
Some retire early when they've seen the evening news.
My husband only rarely comes to bed,
My husband makes movies instead,
My husband...makes movies...
[FIRST REPORTER]
Thank you very much, Mrs. Contini.
