Superfluities Redux

by George Hunka
Artistic director, theatre minima

A Theatre Surrounds a City:
Vienna's Burgtheater


Wednesday, 14 January 2009

Organum

Joy. There are some who would consider the provision of joy to be the mission of theatre or art, to its audience or to its practitioners. Most also believe that government should subsidize this provision, perhaps even as a "public good." (Thus they show their propagandist slips; the provision of sorrow, pain or tragedy, of the mirror of a fragmented experience, certainly of the individual imagination over the collective celebration, is therefore not a public good, but its opposite.) A thin line exists between provision of joy and its imposition upon the audience or the culture, which laps it up as readily as it would any self-congratulatory trope. As an aesthetic end, the provision of joy is the provision of a cold, lifeless, collective thing, a dead-end street: a blinder to darker experience. Attempting to convince itself of its validity in the face of this experience, collective joy is a weapon to silence, marginalize and destroy the darker imagination ... the tragic suggests that there is more, a path to freedom that may contain a joy and ecstasy to be drawn from the path, but much else besides ... but as this dilutes or undermines the simple pleasure it is best ignored and passed over in silence. The joy infantilizes, without pain and a rigorous determination and discipline of self-determination and self-fashioning, it is simple and childish. It is a joy that leads to the continuation and valorization of ignorance rather than knowledge. The blinder is tightened ...

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