Theatre of Specificity, or, The Day I Agreed With Paul Mullin

I don't find myself agreeing with Paul Mullin every day. In fact, it's kind of rare when we do see eye to eye. However, his most recent post, with an absolutely superb chunk of text from Rebecca Olson is spot on.

Rebecca's position actually reminds me a bit of something that Andrew Lazarow says, albeit from a different angle, which is that it's useful to see theatre as a retail transaction. You need to define for the audience what you are going to provide so that they can adequately make a choice about your production, and then you need to deliver the thing that you claim you are going to provide. At the end of the day, often audiences are going to be judging you against the criteria that you yourself have set up for them, so it's encumbent on you to communicate with them effectively.

To move a little further with the retail analogy ... the only retail establishment which tries to offer you some smidgen of every possible choice is WalMart. I don't hear anyone in the Seattle arts community (or any arts community, really) clamoring for more WalMarts at the expense of smaller specialized boutique stores. Why then should they expect me to be interested in theatres who are trying to turn themselves in to an artistic WalMart. For that matter, one of the ways in which WalMart succeeds is by homogonization and national resource and logistics consolidation. Does this remind anyone of our larger houses tendency to cast from New York? Why wouldn't they? It's much more efficient and allows them a much easier method of churning out the same tired cycle of crap that's happening in every other sad regional theatre in the country.

Of course, as with all analogies, it's not perfect, and at this point I've babbled on for too long. Suffice it to say that today I agreed with Paul Mullin, so I'm going to make the case that if we both agree on something, the chances of it being wrong are pretty slim.

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The turf war between director and playwright is killing us

My best friend Dave and I don't get in to many arguments with each other. We're pretty good, most of the time, at listening to each other and actually having productive conversations when we have a difference of opinion on something. To be quite frank, I actually do this pretty darned well with just about everyone I know, because I'm not typically a self-centered ass, but I will admit that when I was younger I hadn't mastered this yet.

Way back in 1996, Dave and I had what is certainly the most heated argument we have ever had, and really the only one I can clearly remember. It was epic. It was passionate. We were both in school studying theatre and we felt really strongly about our momentary leanings.

It was an argument about the playright versus the director.

Dave argued that the director should never under any circumstances alter the sacrosant words of the playwright, as they had descended from divine inspiration and were pure and perfect. I contended that the script is a jumping off point that would hopefully provide a usable backing for an interesting show of the director's vision.

Obviously, we were a bit young and a bit extreme, and reality actually lies, as it often does with extreme views, somewhere in between. At the very least, I think we can all admit that of all of the directors and all of the playwrights who exist in the world, only some of them are mind-blowingly brilliant, and the rest gun a gamut of good to bad. Even if we were childish enough to believe in ridiculous absolutes such as "the playwright is supreme" or "the director's vision is key", given the variability of skill present, we're gonna have to admit that sometime the director is going to be more skilled than the playwright, and sometimes the playwright is going to be more skilled than the director.

It turns out then, that what is needed most of the time is the same sort of give and take, the same sort of collaboration that is present elsewhere in our art form. We all know this... it's pretty impossible to make a show that is even halfway good without knowing it. (ok, there's a lot of crappy theatre out there, so perhaps we don't ALL know it)

That's why when I come across seemingly earnest denunciations by someone on one side of the aisle of those on the other from people who aren't sophomores in college, it really ruffles my feathers.

He would have hated the advent of the auteur director,
smothering the natural brilliance
of his plays with their dense cloying concepts.

Buried inside of an otherwise amusing rant about the state of modern theatre is a dig about those damned directors screwing up the brilliant work of the playwrights. I know, I know: he used the word 'auteur so that he's indicating a certain type of director. But rather than saying "bad" director - he goes for the word that impies the problem with the director is too strong a sense of their own place and then contrasts it with the phrase 'natural brilliance' to quite clearly indicate that it's ok for the playwright to have an elevated sense of self, but heaven forbid if the director does anything but bow to his whim and whimsy.

Really? You REALLY want to see a full, uncut production of Hamlet with no directorial vision applied?

It just might be the case that we do actually operate within the confines of a collaborative artform, comprised of sets of both creative and interpretive artists. It turns out that we sort of need both sets of people, we need them to be good at their jobs, and we need them to not feel threatened by other people who are good at theirs.

You know what makes Shakepeare brilliant? I can take Macbeth and set it amongst warring tribes in central Africa, and not only does it not break - it has the chance to illumate both something about the original script and about the new context. It's actually really hard to make art that is good enough that it can handle so much reinterpretation.

My same friend Dave later got his MFA in Scenic Design, and while in school got feedback on one of his models. "It's beautiful. But the problem is, it's too perfect - you've created a work of art that is complete before the actors step on it, so once they add what they do, they're messing it up rather than completing it."

If your play is perfect without my directorial additions, then you are a bad playwright and should probably be writing novels. If my direction could be applied without change to another play, then I am a bad director and should probably be making lolcats.

I need you to write a script. You need me to turn that into a living production. We both need each other - perhaps we should learn to value the contributions that we each make to the game. Maybe when we do that, people will think about coming to see the good theatre we make.

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Hating Americans and Cats

Most of the time I think of myself as living in a fairly progressive and enlightened world. I'm fotunate that I work with a set of wonderful people, I can travel all over the world and I'm a member of an excellent theatre company. As a result, hatred of things, or at least expressions of hatred are generally just not tolerated in any of the circles in which I run. (With the exception, of course, of things that FAIL, like a particularly bad piece of code - but even then it's less about hatred and more about not liking something that didn't work)

There are two social acceptable exceptions to that rule, though: Americans, and cats.

I was reading a blog post earlier this morning (which I won't link to because that's not the point here) which was a fun post about older people finding new music. As a person who is not getting any younger myself, the blog post was quite enjoyable. Smack in the middle of it though, there was a fairly senseless off-hand dig at stupid Americans. It was so off-hand though, that I think that's why it jumped out at me - hate, scorn or derision of folks from the US is so normal as to not even elicit emotion. 

In most of the circles I travel in, if you said the same sentence but replaced Americans with just about any other arbitrary grouping of people (and were not being ironic) you would meet with quite a good amount of resistance. Just imagine me making a comment about "stupid Asians" and see how long I get to remain at the dinner party. 

I notice a similar thing with cats. In any group of people, there will be someone in the group who, if cats come up, will freely talk about how they hate cats, or how they used to torture cats. I have heard people talk about throwing cats across rooms with the same level of concern as they would tell me what sandwich they had for lunch. I suppose, given that a cat is just an animal, that one could just assume people don't care as much about animals... but substitute dog for cat in any of those stories and you will find yourself with a riot on your hands. And the times I've tried to point out the dichotomy to dog-loving friends who avow hatred of cats, the response usually comes back "I guess... but I hate cats"

Why is it socially ok to tell stories about torturing cats when torturing dogs is societally completely unforgivable. Why is it ok to single out a group of people based on geographical origin for scorn, when  it is not ok to do so in general?

The really sad part is that when I ask those questions... I get justifications. "Cats suck" or "The US brings it on itself." But I've got to say - abusing animals is not ok, no matter what the animal is, and bigotry is wrong no matter who the target is. Regardless of how cool you may think such expressions make you, I believe they do nothing but show ignorance... and they make me sad.

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New Planet for Theatre

Yesterday I discovered that my friend Adrienne has a blog that I didn't know about - which is fine, because apparently it's new. But that highlighted a problem I've had in general, which is that there is no decent place to go for aggregated content of interesting artists rambling about whatever. I can certainly get local show announcements and audition announcements from Theatre Puget Sound, but that's not, you know - ART related, and it's also a bit more local than thoughts about theatre in general really need to be.

In my day-job life as an Open Source Hacker, we tend to have project-specific blog aggregators (known as planets) that pick up the blogs of everyone involved. planet.mysql.com, planetdrizzle.org, and planet.ubuntu.com are just a few examples of places I'm syndicated and that I read regularly. Now, I think for theatre per-project would be just as useless as not having it, as our projects tend to be small and short in length - and finding them would be just as hard. BUT - an aggregator that's there for anyone in the fringe scene (by a loose definition of fringe, I want art people, not marketing departments, right?)

So I'm pleased to announce fringeplanet.com
 
It currently has a very small amount of feeds that it syndicates. If you have a blog, or know anyone interesting with a blog, send me a link to it. If you're extra motivated, an 85x85 thumbnail of their face (or company logo if it's an interesting company that blogs something other than just "our show just opened") get bonus points.
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