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Onsite Theatre Commission: Days 12-16 (Huckleberry Hostel)

Posted by Dark Knight Dramaturg on March 16, 2010

It's Not Easy Being a Superhero by Esparta (flickr)

You blink your eyes and five days pass! Friday night, I finally saw Inglorious Basterds and was shocked at how well-written some of it was. I thought it was just an action flick, but that first scene . . . wow! And then a weekend of seeing Chalk Circle before it closed on Sunday, hanging out with friends in the evenings, planning the wedding during the days. Yesterday was the final Monday Playground of the season. I didn’t realize it was the last one. My play was sadly not picked, which doesn’t typically bother me, but the topic this month was “Origin Stories,” and there was very little superhero representation in the 6 plays that were picked. The one play that actually featured superheroes as characters was satirizing (albeit effectively) the whole superhero genre. Very disappointing! There are a lot of serious issues to explore through superheroes!

Many of the playwrights in the pool have already turned their attention to the “festival,” in which the artistic team of Playground picks a number of their Monday Playground favorites to produce more fully. This is not something that was (or really is) on my radar: for me, the assignments are over so the season is done. I was doing Playground because it forced me to write and it did that really well and now I am writing without it. Mission accomplished! I was asked by some of the other playwrights if I would apply to do it again next season, and I think I will . . . it’s hard to become a part of a community over just 6 Monday nights spread out across 6 months, so I’d like to give it another season for that reason if nothing else, but I’m really hoping that I don’t need it as the crutch I needed it to be this year.

Unfortunately, not much movement has been happening on the Hostel Commission. I still have yet to compile the information some of the actors have sent me about themselves, much less respond to their kind communications. I did continue reading House & Garden and learned another important secret to how it works: secrets! There is a lot of lying and deception going on in Ayckbourn’s not-as-sexually-repressed-as-it-seems world. But now I need to turn my attention to Ayckbourn’s Norman Conquests or I’ll fall behind prepping for our next show, Round and Round the Garden. Hopefully, I’ve learned enough!

Luckily I have done one big Hostel-related thing since I last reported in: had a lengthy conversation with the director. I first started doing theater in 7th grade because my best friend tried out for the musical the school was doing; I didn’t want to be left friendless in woodworking club, so I went with him to the second day of auditions and got a part. I kept doing theater throughout high school, even when he didn’t, because it was a really amazing way to make meaningful friendships. Studies have been shown that making something together brings people together faster/closer than most other activities. I continued to do theater in college for the same reason . . . and somewhere along the line (first semester freshman year) I realized I like analyzing plays too.

Now theater is about the analysis and about the contextualization of dramas (and sometimes about the writing of plays), but it is still a lot about the people. The director of the Onsite Commission and I went to college and then grad school together. We’ve worked together enough for me to know that when he’s directing a play that I’m writing, I’m not even going to bother writing in stage directions. He’ll do what he wants, and it will probably be a whole lot better than what I had imagined. We haven’t spoken since in a couple years because neither one of us are particularly great at correspondence. I love that his project is reconnecting us, and that we picked up right where we left off.

Many good things came out of that conversation, not the least of which is a title (which Onsite needs for one marketing reason or another)

Huckleberry Hostel

Simple. Elegant. Self-explanatory (the location of this site-specific piece is the Huckleberry Finn Youth Hostel), and yet oddly compelling. Could be a chuckley comedy . . . or it could be a dark commentary on prejudice in our country as an allusion to one of America’s most banned novels. I don’t usually title my plays until the end, but this title is actually intriguing enough to me that it is becoming rule #10 and, just like I did when I picked up Alice in Wonderland / Through the Looking-glass for the  Alice project, I immediately went to Half-Price Books to pick up a copy of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. I am particularly interested in Twain’s female characters (if there are any significant ones . . . I barely remember the book) as being potential starting points for my female characters. I am much  less interested in setting up a modern Huck / Jim relationship . . . but who knows!

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Onsite Theatre Commission: Day 8 (Playground Submission Excerpt)

Posted by Dark Knight Dramaturg on March 8, 2010

X is for by wd.farmer (flickr)

Excerpt from Just Us League: Beginnings

COPYBOY
The first thing I remember. Like at all. Of anything. Is people yelling, “Holy shit! Hey copyboy!? Copyboy!?” I open my eyes and I’m on this pile of rubble with my whole body on fire. Not like “on fire” on fire, but like burning from the inside of my bones. I’m in some office in some skyscaper, only this skyscraper’s got a huge fucking hole in the side of it now. Apparently, I was some clerk working for some firm and this meteor or asteroid or something—some piece of some planet—comes crashing through the wall and into the Xerox machine I’m working on, making it explode. Explode into me. Only I don’t got a scratch on me. It exploded through me. Like this copy machine’s particles just glided through me.

I go home to a wife I don’t know, to a baby I don’t know: a life I don’t know. But apparently, I was just some normal guy living a mediocre life that I wasn’t particularly fond of. Got this girl knocked up. Working some shit job to pay for the kid’s diapers. Probably spent everyday at that copier wishing I were somebody else, doing something special with my life.

Doctors said I would start remembering things and I do, just not my past: All that stuff I forgot about my childhood and whatnot: that’s gone for good. Everything else though: I start remembering that. And I’m talking EVERYTHING else. Every word of every conversation. Everything I read or saw, or didn’t even “see” but, you know, my vision just “took in.” Doctors said there were cases of a brain trauma giving people photographic memories, but this wasn’t like that. It wasn’t just images. It was all of it. It was like reliving every experience over again all the time all at once.

photocopies 020 by photocopythis (flickr)

I started being . . . unpleasant to be around . . . and my wife took the kid. I had a lot of . . . anger, in those days. I took up cage fighting, I guess to see if someone could beat my brain out of my head or something, I don’t know. But then I got really good at it because not only did I remember every move of every martial art ever taught, I started remembering every move of every opponent that got in the cage with me, so it was like I knew what they were going to do before they did. From there, it was just a small leap to fighting criminals. Not like I had anything else to live for.

TWEETER
So why’d you quit?

COPYBOY
People aren’t meant to live with that kind of shit. Not all the time. We’re built to forget stuff. Some stuff we need to forget, you know. There’s plenty of stuff that happened that I would sooner forget…

TWEETER
But you just said you can’t.

COPYBOY
That’s why I’m looking for a way back in.

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Onsite Theatre Commission: Day 7 (+Playground: Splitting the Difference)

Posted by Dark Knight Dramaturg on March 8, 2010

I couldn’t resist. I was supposed to take the night off from writing, from working, from theater. Give my brain a night to turn off. Didn’t happen. Playground’s Origin Story topic was too damn compelling to pass up. I mean, come on, I have a blog titled after a comic book character’s namesake. I thought about revisiting the Superman-like-character-lands-in-a-more-dysfunctional-Kansas story (ala Superman: Red Son) but found myself gravitating more towards a play from that same time period (I think?) about a man who believes that he has gained superpowers from the copier he slaves over at work . . . yes, this was a literary intern’s fantasy. That play was as much about the wife’s dissatisfaction in her marriage and also a newsman’s desperation to find a story, which would have a much different weight now during the death of print media. But I also wanted to explore the characters in the Hostel Play. Problem is, I don’t know who the fifth actor is. So, I split the difference: I am taking the character who gained superpowers from the copy machine (CopyBoy) and putting him in a five-character play. That way, I am at least practicing juggling five voices in a room.

For anyone writing a play about superheroes, Powers is required reading. The world of this series is explored through the investigations of a special police unit which solves superhero homicides. It is all about the humanity of superhumans in a world that doesn’t want them around but can’t afford to lose them, but it also constructs a healthy dose of mythology. Extremely dark and gritty and sexy and dangerous. What would society do if suddenly we had vigilantes who could fly with superstrength and superspeed, or villains who could eviscerate a whole police squad without breaking a sweat? Freak out, that’s what.

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