Watching the first preview performance of Dramaworks'
A Raisin in the Sun highlighted, for me,
the genius of this theatre company.
By
sticking with classics of contemporary theatre, the essence of Dramaworks'
oeuvre is relevancy, to our times, and to the experiences of its
audiences.
They tap into the Zeitgeist
like no other theatre company we have known, and Ann and I have seen many.
Growing up and living in New York City and its environs,
and frequently traveling to London where the West End beckoned, gave us the
luxury in choosing what we wanted to see and, in effect, make our own
"season" of the plays and musicals most worthy of the time we could
devote to the theatre. Living, now, in
South Florida, we are more dependent on just a few theatre venues, and the
confluence of our interests and the development of Dramaworks into a full-fledged leading regional theatre is providential. They do the selection for us!
A Raisin in the Sun
has a special relevancy as it is based on fact and portrays a time which is
indelibly etched in my memory. Lorraine Hansberry's father bought a house in
the Washington Park section on the South Side of Chicago and the Hansberry
family became a victim of racially restrictive neighborhood covenants
preventing Afro-Americans from renting or buying there. The case ultimately went to the Supreme Court. Meanwhile the young author later remembered
the long fight that "required our family to occupy disputed property in a
hellishly hostile ‘white neighborhood’ in which literally howling mobs
surrounded our house." The
emotional toll this took resulted in the first play by an Afro-American woman
to open on Broadway -- a smash hit for two years, with a predominantly black
cast, evidence in itself that change was already underway and gathering
momentum.
It also has a special relevancy to me as I grew up in a
neighborhood not unlike Clybourne Park, the lily-white middle class
neighborhood the Younger family in the play plans to move into. Richmond Hill, Queens, a suburb of NYC, could
also be defined as Karl Linder (the one white character in the play) portrays
Clybourne's residents, a community of people "who've worked hard as the
dickens,....not rich or fancy people,...just hard-working, honest people who
don't really have much but those little homes....[And] at the moment, the
overwhelming majority of people out there feel that people get along better
take more of a common interest in the life of the community when they share a
common background."
All of this of course is code for racism and I witnessed
it first-hand when I was very young. Our
home was marginally on the "right side of the tracks," north of
Atlantic Avenue but we moved north of Jamaica Avenue as minorities
encroached. I don't have a photo of the
house when I lived there but, remarkably, Google street view shows it still
looking pretty much the same (with the familiar telephone pole in front).
Of course at the time I didn't understand any of this but
I remember discussions, and "fear" expressed about the
"Negroes" who were moving in.
It was so endemic in our middle class, mostly German, neighborhood (ironically,
Karl Linder's probable ethnic background), it was simply the way things
were. You accepted it. It took the Little Rock desegregation crisis to
bring another take on "reality" for me, then the three freedom riders
that were beaten and murdered by the Ku Klux Klan, and finally seeing Malcolm X
in college to raise my consciousness.
Amazing to think A Raison in the Sun debuted on Broadway in
1959!
But a great play does not merely recount historical
facts, it is steeped in profound passion, character development, and universal
themes which give meaning to what it is to be human and vulnerable. In
"preparing" to see this production we had secured tickets last summer
to see the Pulitzer and Tony award winning
Clybourne Park by Bruce Norris in
New York, which is both sort of a prequel and sequel to Hansberry’s
groundbreaking work.
Norris' work is an
exercise in cynical acerbity on the topic of racism.
Perhaps progress has been too glacial for
Norris but I see it differently, and while
Clybourne
Park had its philosophical merits and some clever, even comic dialogue, it
lacked the raw emotion of
Raisin.
Hansberry writes about the Younger family, holed up in a small apartment in Chicago's Southside, but the matriarch of the family has inherited $10,000 from an
insurance policy upon the death of her husband and she is intent on
using the money for the betterment of her family, all of whom live with her in
the apartment, her son, Walter Lee and his wife, Ruth, along with their child,
Travis, and Walter's sister, Beneatha.
The title of the play comes from Langston Hughes' poem A Dream Deferred. But it is not only that line from the poem
that enters the play, it is about "what happens to a dream deferred." Does it "fester," "stink,"
"become crusty and sugary," "sag," "or does it just explode?"
The play is all of these, gathering energy that leads to an explosive climax.
The classic American dream theme that is part of the
collective consciousness of the American theatre, and literature as well, the
illusion that wealth in itself is the dream, is evident here too, with Walter scheming to use some of his mother's insurance money to buy into a
liquor store:
Mama: “Son, how come you talk so much ‘bout money?”
Walter: “Because, it is life, Mama!”
Mama: “Oh—so now its life. Money is life. Once upon a
time freedom use to be life—now its money. I guess the world really do change…”
Walter: “No—it was always money, Mama. We just didn’t
know about it.”
But all the characters are dealing with their own dreams.
Mama wants a house and a garden, a
better life for her children, and her son to measure up to her dead husband who
was honorable and worked all the days of his life : “I seen…him…night after
night…come in …and look at that rug…and then look at me…the red showing in his
eyes…the veins moving in his head…I seen him grow thin and old before he was
forty…working and working and working like somebody’s old horse…killing
himself…and you—you give it all away in a day.”
Mama's dream of a better place to live is shared by Walter's
wife, Ruth, for themselves, and their child, Travis. And she shares in the hope that Walter will do the right thing, quit drinking, but Walter
disappoints more often than not: “Oh let him go on out and drink himself to
death! He makes me sick to my stomach!”
And Walter's sister, Beneatha, has dreams about becoming
a Doctor. Some of Mama's insurance money
is earmarked for medical school. She is also seeking out her identity as an
Afro-American through her Nigerian friend, Asagai.
Even Karl Lindner, the spokesperson for the Clybourne
Park Association lives in his own dream world, thinking his is
a "rational argument" for the Youngers not to move into the
community, that "Negro families are happier when they live in their own
communities." And he personifies so much of the problem of racism,
believing his own delusions, even thinking he is doing a kindly favor for them.
Hansberry weaves these counterpoint dreams together in
an intense drama which Dramaworks brings to life. It is a beautifully written
play, gut retching at times, and this I know from the number of Kleenexes Ann
went through during the performance. (Actually,
me too.)
Before last night's preview performance we had an
opportunity to meet the actors and the Director, Seret Scott. The normally invisible hand of the Director was
laid bare in this pre-preview gathering of the cast and crew. In less than a month of, first, readings, and
then blocking, and then rehearsals, Ms. Scott had successfully developed a special
cohesiveness of the actors, most of whom had never met each other before, that
carried over into the production. The
voices she needed to present the many tiered themes in the play had become
bonded to the extent that we felt like we were witnessing a real family on
stage. Their joy of working together
clearly came through in the preview performance last night. It was a wonderful
experience to be able to hear about the process and to see the results.
Casting is one of Dramaworks' strong points (among many)
and again Dramaworks' Producing Artistic Director Bill Hayes' tireless quest to
find the right actor for each part of the plays he selects for the season
shines. This is a large cast, all terrific, but it is the four leading roles
that carry much of the play, and their performances were extraordinary.
Ethan Henry who plays Walter Lee Younger carries much of
the heavy emotional weight of the play.
Walter lives in the shadow of his father but he is a father himself as
well as an Afro-American man who, working as a chauffeur, has been exposed to
the privileged white man's world, and the consequent humiliation he feels
returning each night to his mother's apartment, and to his wife, son
and sister. He wants to be a man, the
man and his scheme to make a fast bundle with part of his father's
insurance money turns bad and just reinforces the humiliation he has carried
all his life. Ethan Henry plays this
role with such force and physical presence, it seemed to suck all the air out
of the theatre and silence a normally fidgeting audience. I don't like to make comparisons, but he
reminded me so much of one of my favorite actors, Denzel Washington. It is no easy feat to pull off this role to
such an extent that one does not need to compare his performance to Sidney Poitier's. Ethan Henry establishes his own vision of
Walter Lee Younger.
And while Claudia McNeil might be considered the gold
standard for playing the role of Lena Younger, the matriarch of the family, Dramaworks' Pat
Bowie plays it with such quiet, sometimes agonizing, dignity, her performance
will be the one I remember going forward. Her love of her family, her final
forgiveness of her son which paves the way for his redemption, is the rock on
which the family ultimately builds its future.
Ms. Bowie expressed her own feelings about what makes this play so great
at the pre-preview gathering, saying essentially that it is a
play about people, universal in its themes and she quoted one of the lines she
says to her daughter in the play: "Child, when do you think is the time to
love somebody the most? When he's done good and made things easy for everybody?
That ain't the time at all. It's when he's at his lowest......and he can't
believe in himself because the world's whipped him so!." I held my hand to my chest, looking at her
and she looked back and smiled. It is
that kind of connection that carried over into her performance.
Lena is convinced that by buying a house for her family,
it will restore their disintegrating lives to a level of dignity -- especially
her son who she no longer understands: “It’s just a plain little old house—but
it’s made good and solid—and it will be ours. Walter Lee—it makes a difference
in a man when he can walk on floors that belong to him…” Indeed.
Walter's wife, Ruth, is played by an experienced Shakespearian
actor, Shirine Babb. She shares in the horror of witnessing the downfall of Walter, and she fears for her family,
her son Travis, as well as her unborn child.
Ms. Babb suppresses that horror to a level of stoicism at times which quickly rises to
exuberant expectations in anticipation of moving and what that will mean for her
family. She sheds tears at one moment,
sometimes on the other side of the stage seeing Walter's rage (mostly
directed at himself), and then joy as Lena talks about the future and what
the house will mean. Ms. Babb was a delight to watch walk that difficult line on stage.
Beneatha is played by Joniece Abbott Pratt who carries
the role of the emerging educated generation -- seeking to become a Doctor on
the one hand and on the other trying to understand her African roots. She is conflicted as her boyfriend George
(played admirably by the New York based actor Jordan Tisdale) is an educated,
even wealthy black, but one who is trying to distance himself from his
heritage. On the other hand, she has
another suitor, Joseph Asagai (sensitively played by Marckenson Charles) who
is a student from Nigeria, wanting to go back to his country and take Beneatha,
introducing her to African culture, bringing her recordings of native African
drums (to which Beneatha dances in her African dress also given to her by
Asagai). He even convinces Beneatha to change her hair to Afro-natural, which
shocks George, but Beneatha finally wears with pride.
He is the one who speaks the truth to Beneatha when she
is at her nadir after Walter has squandered the money, giving her another
perspective, "There's something wrong when all the dreams in this house......depended
on something that might never have happened......if a man had not died. We used
to say back home......'Accident was at the first and will be at the last......but
a poor tree from which the fruits of life may bloom.'....I see only that you,
with all of your keen mind......cannot understand the greatness of what your
mother tried to do. You're not too young to understand. For all of her
backwardness......she still acts, she still believes that she can change
things. So she is more of the future than you are."
So Ms. Pratt has to walk a thin line as part of the
family and as a symbol of striving and of the future which she does with aplomb.
David A. Hyland plays the mild mannered Karl Lindner, the
representative from the Clybourne Park Association, who has the task of buying
off the Youngers so they don't move into his frightened community. It's a difficult role to play as he is not a mean
racist, but merely a product of his times, and Hyland makes it look easy.
In this particular production, Travis was played by
Mekiel Benjamin, a local 8th grader, wide-eyed with wonderment during the
pre-preview get-together, but as he has already had some acting experience, he proved that he was just
perfect for the part last night.
And finally, not a character, but a symbol, is Lena's
plant, a fragile thing that she has nurtured in the mostly sunless apartment,
but she is determined to carry with her to her new home. Beneatha asks her what she's doing with that
old withering plant and Mama says “Fixing my plant so it won’t get hurt none on
the way…” Incredulously Beneatha says: "Mama,
you going to take that to the new house?” “Un-huh“ “That raggedy-looking old thing?”
To which Mama replies, "It expresses ME!”
Originally a three act play, Dramaworks has opted to
change it to two acts, the first running about 1 hour 20 minutes, but that time
passed quickly. The explosive second act's
denouement is one of redemption, not tragedy, and one gets the sense that the
future will be better, that progress is being made. Bill Hayes said he wanted to produce more
plays that make statements about racism and he could not have found one that
puts a very human face on the topic, or improve upon this production. Congratulations to Dramaworks, the cast, and
crew for their dedication that resulted in this outstanding production.
A brief word, about the carefully crafted set design by
Paul DePoo, the excellent period costume designs by Brian O'Keefe, the lighting
designs by Joseph P. Oshry that enhanced the set, and the sound design by Rich
Szczublewski which included some very appropriate jazz interludes. As usual, stage management by James Danford
was flawless.
If Lorraine Hansberry had not died so young, in her mid
thirties, who knows what other masterpieces she would have written. Let us be
thankful for this one great work and for a local theatre company up to
producing it at such a high standard. Prediction: a standing ovation after each performance as there was last night.
A Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes
What happens to a
dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in
the sun?
Or fester like a
sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like
rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar
over--
like a syrupy
sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
February is peak season here in the West Palm Beach
area. There are more theatres, parties,
exhibits, and restaurant rendezvous than we ever experienced in the
northeast. It's sort of like being a
teenager again, ne'er a night at home. If I wrote about every such instance in
this space, each would be like an expanded Twitter entry. So, instead, this is a roundup of some of the
happenings in the first part of the month, in no particular order.
Earlier in the month Ann and I had made several trips to
The Society of the Four Arts on Palm Beach proper.
The Society hosts a number of cultural programs that are unique,
starting with Jeffrey Siegel's "Keyboard Conversations." The Feb. 3 program was devoted to Claude
Debussy and, as usual, Mr. Siegel first explained each piece, highlighting some
of the themes at the piano first, and then playing the piece in its entirety.
It is better than a concert. I
wish I had learned classical instead of "popular piano" skills, but
had I gone that route, perhaps I would not play at all at this point in my
life. (How many people do you know who say they "used" to play the
piano?) That is the problem with the
classical technique -- use it or lose
it. So, perhaps I should be grateful as
my skills are easily retained and although I cannot sight read the bass clef
and have to improvise with chords, I can play some classical that way, as the
brief video below attests (naturally, Debussy inspired by Mr. Siegel, but
apologies to you, sir).
On Feb. 6 we found ourselves back at the The Society of the Four Arts for a
performance of Pride and Prejudice by
the L.A. Theatre Works. As this is a traveling group, don't miss it if it comes to your town! The actors are in costume but the work is
presented as a radio program, the performers standing at microphones, but not
reading from the script -- acting their parts -- and the productions have sound
effects, just like an old time radio show.
Some of the actors play multiple parts with on stage costume changes. It is very effective and Ann and I were briefly able
to enter the world of Jane Austen (Ann's favorite author and one of mine). 
