Ain’t no hollaback girl: TCTP’s Oleanna

Carol has come to her professor’s office looking for help. She is confounded and discouraged. She’s read the text, made extensive notes, attended class, but the content eludes her. When she arrives John is on the phone, trying to resolve familial issues. He’s annoyed. He can’t find anyone to help. He’s keenly aware of his obligations as an instructor. When it occurs to him his problems are distracting from giving Carol his full attention, he shifts gears. He goes out of his way to be sympathetic, and bring genuine humanity to the table. He may very well come off as lofty or pompous, but neither of these are hanging offenses. 

For her part, Carol is something of a train wreck. She’s made more than a good faith effort. She feels alone and beaten down and that her situation is hopeless. She believes she fails, because she’s a failure. John sympathizes, opens his heart, reassures her she doesn’t lack the skill.  It’s the unyielding scholastic system. Carol (intentionally or not) relies on zero sum game. If she’s not responsible, someone else must be. John proposes dialectic (argument as a means to truth) as opposed to debate, which necessitates a winner and loser.

Oleanna is a subversive, perplexing drama. Upon inspection, most plays have a strategy dynamic to propel it. Playwright David Mamet is building gradual animosity between Carol and John. John may make unfortunate choices, but have they been egregious, or is Carol disingenuous?  When she consults her peers, and proclaims she’s speaking for the group, this fundamentally changes their disagreement. John is no longer responsible only for his behavior towards her, but every student who’s conceivably been wronged by the intelligentsia.

Words, like racism and elitist and imperialism and of course, misogyny and sexism are brought to bear. Carol has become a mascot for causes that have nothing to do with her. It gives her case more leverage . Is she convinced John has  nefarious motives? Has Carol become a puppet? Is she pretending, to get revenge for pity, or inappropriate comfort? When he offers Carol an A grade, is it for sex or to ease the stress that’s upsetting her? Is John on the square or is he sly? Does Carol believe she’s been molested, or exploiting ambiguity, because she can?

Mamet wote Oleanna in 1992 long before the Me Too movement, and there’s definitely vision behind it. He anticipated that a good-hearted political swing could hold the guilty accountable. But sadly, also make way for painting each transgressor with the same brush. Certain exchanges are inserted to raise doubt. At the point that John’s been maligned repeatedly, when he’s been conciliatory, he finally refuses to capitulate. The phone rings. It’s his wife. Carol hears him, she says something that crosses the line. He has a meltdown. He snaps.

Is he accountable for his behavior, when someone sets out to destroy his home and career? There is a viable case to make for Carol, to be sure. But has she become an underhanded bully? Is she bandaging pathological insecurity? Has Mamet inserted this event to further confuse us, or does he believe John is some kind of phony? 

The Classics Theatre Project’s production of Oleanna, is canny, disturbing and masterful. The narrative begins gently until it gradually turns tumultuous. Actors Robert San Juan (John) and Devon Rose (Carol) are utterly dedicated to the performance, pulling us into the battle, messing with our minds and hearts. Their energy and spark, rage and nuance are phenomenal. They plant a quandary in our brains, that continues to thrive and flourish, until it cracks our skulls. TCTP has taken on a grizzly bear and opened the cage. Buy a ticket and buckle your seat belts.

The Classics Theatre Project Presents: Oleanna, playing May 17th -June 16th, 2024. Stone Cottage in Addison. 15650 Addison Rd, Addison, TX 75001. (214) 923-3619. tctpdfw@gmail.com. theclassicstheatreproject.com

Ain’t no hollaback girl : TCTP’S Oleanna

 

Carol has come to her professor’s (John) office looking for help. She is confounded and discouraged. She has read the text, made extensive notes, attended class, but content eludes her. When she arrives John is on the phone, trying to resolve familisal issues while she patiently waits. He’s annoyed, he can’t seem to find anyone to actually help, so he gives up. At no time is Carol the object of his frustration. He’s keenly aware of his obligations as an instructor, and treats her with respect. When it occurs to him that his problems are distracting from giving Carol his full attention, he shifts gears. Not that he was hostile or arrogant before. He goes out of his way to be sympathetic, and bring genuine humanity to the table. He may very well come off as lofty or pompous, but neither of these are hanging offenses. And, you know, he is a professor at an ivy league school.

For her part, Carol is something of a train wreck. She has made more than a good faith effort. She feels alone and beaten down and that her situation is hopeless. She feels intimidated, as if incapable of comprehending what she needs to pass. She believes she fails, because she’s a failure. John sympathizes, opens his heart to her, reassures it’s not her lack of skill. It’s an unyielding scholastic system. Carol (intentionally or not) relies on zero sum game. If she’s not responsible, someone else must be. John is proposing a dialectic (argument as a means to truth) as opposed to debate, which necessitates a winner and loser.

Oleanna is a subversive, perplexing drama. Upon inspection, most plays have a dynamic strategy to propel it. Playwright David Mamet is obviously creating some kind of feud between Carol and John (though John’s not interested). He may make unfortunate choices, but have they been egregious, or is Carol disingenuous? Is she conniving or honestly confused? When she consults her peers, and proclaims she’s not speaking for her group, this fundamentally changes their disagreement. John is no longer responsible only for his behavior with her, but every student who’s possibly been wronged by the intelligentsia.

Words, like racism and elitist and imperialism and of course, misogyny and sexism are brought to bear. Carol has become a mascot for causes that have nothing to do with her. It gives her “case” more leverage than it might have. Does she understand that John has no nefarious motives? Has Carol become a puppet for political causes, or is she pretending, to get revenge? Revenge for pity, for inappropriate comfort? When he offers Carol an A, is it for sexual access or ease the stress that’s upsetting her? Is John on the square or is he sly? Does Carol believe she’s been molested, or exploiting ambiguity, because she can?

Mamet wote Oleanna in 1992 long before the Me Too movement, and there’s definitely vision behind it. He anticipated that a good-hearted political swing could hold the guilty accountable. But sadly, also make way for painting each transgressor with the same brush. Perhaps certain exchanges are there to raise doubt. (This next is a spoiler) At a point where John has been maligned repeatedly, after he has continued to be conciliatory and magnanimous. He finally refuses to relinquish control of his curriculum. Carol is astonished. When she hears him on the phone, she proceeds to cross a line. He has a meltdown. He snaps.

John becomes violent and roars wildly inappropriate invective. Was Carol right about him all along, or was he goaded into using misogynist obscenities? Is he accountable for his behavior, when someone sets out to destroy his home and career? There is a viable case to make for Carol, but has she become an obtuse bully? Is she using the incidents to bandage pathological insecurity? Has Mamet inserted this to further confuse us, or does he believe John is some kind of phony? Are Mamet’s motives important, in this case?

The Classics Theatre Project’s production of Oleanna, is canny, disturbing and masterful. The narrative begins gently until it gradually turns tumultuous. Actors Robert San Juan (John) and Devon Rose (Carol) are utterly dedicated to the performance, pulling us into the battle, messing with our minds and hearts. Their energy and spark, rage and layers are phenomenal. It seems they plant a quandary in our brains that only continues to thrive and flourish, until it cracks our skulls. TCTP has taken on a gargantuan grizzly bear and opened the cage. Buy a ticket and buckle your seat belts.

The Classics Theatre Project Presents: Oleanna, playing May 17th -June 16th, 2024. Stone Cottage in Addison. 15650 Addison Rd, Addison, TX 75001. (214) 923-3619. tctpdfw@gmail.com. theclassicstheatreproject.com

Prince Valiant? Undermain’s The Persians

Every production of Greek tragedy doesn’t hold up.  Quality of translation and adaptation, evocation, accessibility of the text. Pieces like Oedipus, The Oresteia, Medea, were conceived with a particular kind of rhetoric. Leaning more towards recitation than conversation, pronouncement rather than dialogue, the audience doesn’t always feel invited or included. Some years ago, a local theater staged Oedipus, with noteworthy performances. A problem (a trial for any company) is the long, convoluted explanation of how the misbegotten king, fulfills a curse disclosed to his parents by the Gods. It’s not a simple equation, and the performers must sustain a kind of frantic energy, without losing the audience. Too many theaters, I expect, are lost in the throes of reverence.

The Persians (we are told) is the oldest extant drama from ancient Greece, written by Aeschylus. Adapted by Ellen McLaughlin and staged by Undermain Theatre, it runs at 80 minutes. There are rope swings and rocks and elevated maps that serve as pedestals for the characters. The swings might serve as italics and/or contrast for elation, fear, chaos. All the characters are defined by abstraction (Justice, Religion) rank (Chairman, Admiral) and function (Herald). Perhaps this parses what might be the Chorus. Queen Atossa and her son, Prince Xerxes, are the only ones with personal identities.

The Persians opens with the wretched despair of the populace, waiting for word of what’s happening in their battle with the Greeks. Left to sort through the damage and ruin of their home; they describe the details of this catastrophe, the helplessness, the rage towards their enemy. Queen Atossa appears, also beside herself, struggling to choose between her obligations as a ruler, and the overwhelming impulse to simply give up. A Herald who arrives goes into even greater detail. They’re all baffled by the destruction the Greeks have wrought, when the Persians should have prevailed by sheer numbers. We suspect the Greeks have dominated by utter ruthlessness and cunning. And the Persians unable to grasp how casually the Greeks
part with thumanity. Soldiers though they may be.

Undermain’s The Persians is stupefying. Audacious, frank and gripping. We realize we’re witnessing a prolonged, outcry of undeniable loss. Anger at a vicious, depraved culture. Still, we wonder how far this jeremiad can take us. Then we are shaken to the bone. The wailing, the chanting, the singing, the supplication to the gods. We’re pulled into a realm of the fierce and shameless and completely authentic. How director Kara-Lynn Vaeni elicits this implacable experience, rising above device or rhetoric, I could not say. We all know Greek tragedy is supposed to be gargantuan, amplified. That it means to drown us in undeniable, primal emotion. Then we see a piece like Undermain’s The Persians and even after we’ve returned home, it won’t let go.

Undermain Theatre presents The Persians, playing May2nd-26th, 2024. 3200 Main Street, Dallas, Texas 75226. 214-747-5515. undermain.org