Superfluities ReduxOn culture and theatre, by George Hunka |
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The Last Room in the World: 2005 Something disastrous has already happened before any of Daniel Keene's plays has begun: a stonecutter has been laid off, a workman has fallen from a great height and died, nuclear war has run its course. The eight plays collected in Terminus and Other Plays, then, are meditations on how to survive, how to think and how to find redemption in a world not merely fallen but, in some sense, already destroyed. They're spare and lyrical plays, profoundly moral in the ambivalent, shifting conclusions about personal responsibility, even in the face of a burning, charred landscape, that they reach. These are plays meant just as much for the page as for the stage. In texts like Scissors, Paper, Rock, in which a stonecutter and his family must contend with a sense of purposelessness and emptiness that unemployment has thrust upon them, character assignments to individual lines are not identified so that the reader has to make his own way through the bleak but affecting language of the text (much as the spectator would need to find meaning in this same language and the stage pictures they suggest); some of the monologues in the book work just as well as poems as they do as drama. This attention to the everyday language of the workers and drifters on the margins of society draws them linguistically to the center of Keene's experience of the world, for so many of these plays have to do with basic human relationships: man and woman, parent and child, family (perhaps most importantly). The relationships, like the language, are elemental, set in landscapes that have been stripped of traditional cultural anchors like work, art, media, church and community. There are exceptions: these are also politically- Of the plays in this volume I find the most recent work the most
affecting: Scissors, Paper, Rock, the extended father- Keene's work is better known in his native Australia and in Europe than
here in the US; let's hope this changes, and that a daring company will
soon take up perhaps a pair of monologues or another of these haunting
contemporary tragedies; although his work has been done in New York, it
should be done more. Companies looking for politically- | |