Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Peter Pan on Page and Stage

Peter Pan is coming! The Creative and Performing Arts Department will present the classic musical September 24 - October 3. Rehearsals are now into their second week, there are upward of forty theatre majors and children from the community involved, and yes, they will fly. The production is being directed by Professor Michael Musial, Chair of the department.

Hearing the music and the excitement around the department got me thinking about the Peter Pan phenomenon. The story celebrated it's centennial several years ago and with a major new 360 video production now touring the West Coast and aiming for ours, it only seems to be gaining in popularity.

To get at the "why", I spoke with Dr. Tonya Moutray, who is an Assistant Professor of English at Sage. Dr. Moutray did her doctoral work in English Literature, studying all-female communities in eighteen- and nineteen-century British literature. She has also pursued scholarship on J.M. Barrie and Peter Pan.

DB: What interests you personally about Peter Pan?

TM: I became personally interested in the story once I started analyzing gender roles. As a boy’s adventure tale, I did not find it appealing as a child or a young adult. Peter is fascinating because he is a bit evil, I think. His naiveté is a front that allows him to do what he wants. Cocksure and narcissistic, Peter is primarily focused on his own pleasures, whether dueling with Captain Hook or creating imaginary adventures with his animal friends and the lost boys. I have written about the Freudian subtext implicit in Peter’s psychosexual developmental history which indicates that he is incapable of forming strong attachments to other people. That part of him is broken. While Peter never has to assume adult responsibilities, Wendy grows up. I find her narrative tragic. The Disney film and, indeed, Barrie’s text, relegates Wendy to the role of housekeeper and mother in Neverland, struggling to keep Peter’s interest from Tiger Lily and the Mermaids. I find Wendy’s struggle indicative of the roles many women continued to inhabit into the 1950s. Wendy’s decision to go home, to grow up, and to create another life is laudable; however, that she allows her daughter and then grand-daughter to “spring-clean” Peter’s home in Neverland only furthers a cycle of abandonment and loss.

DB: What should I know about Pan/Barrie that I can't find in Wikipedia?

TM: Wikipedia doesn’t address “why” Barrie’s play (and later, novel) became such a cultural phenomenon in the first half of the twentieth-century. Peter Pan is not merely a magical character whose wily adventures entertain audiences; his story is also about loss and abandonment. Peter reports that he left home as an infant. When he tried to return, his mother had put bars on the window and a new baby had replaced him. In the end, Peter decides to forgo the Darlings’ invitation to live with them, leaving Wendy behind. British audiences in the teens and twenties were drawn to the idea that literature can preserve childhood. They likely took this tale to heart after the atrocities of WWI. Thousands of young men lost their lives, never to return home again. If he is one of these “lost boys,” Peter can’t return really, because he is dead.

Another historical backdrop to this story involves colonial expansion. In spite of signs that Great Britain’s colonial endeavors were failing in the interwar years, plenty of sons, husbands and fathers took off for the colonies, many of them leaving families behind. Neverland is a kind of colonial outpost with its own native population. One chapter of the book is entitled “The Great White Father,” a reference to Peter’s role in Neverland.

The other major reason, I think, that Peter Pan has had an impact culturally, is that his sexual orientation is ambiguous. Traditionally, women and girls have played the character of Peter in stage productions, furthering this ambiguity. While he performs boys’ roles, he prefers, ultimately, to be in the male company of the Lost Boys rather than in a nuclear family. While his sexual orientation may be in question, the fact that he never grows up means that his representation can suggest all sorts of cultural anxieties about deviant sexuality without giving anything away. Certainly in the wake of the Oscar Wilde trials, the public found a “safe” receptacle for these anxieties in the figure of Peter, a boy saved from the tragedy of having to face the afflictions of the adult world. Indeed, as I argue, the figure of Peter Pan pops up in a variety of other fictions by writers such as W. Somerset Maugham and Evelyn Waugh, both of whom were homosexual and, like Barrie, made boyhood into a kind of fetish.

DB: How has the message of the story changed over the century? Has that been influenced by the different mediums of storytelling?

TM: I think the multiple film spin-offs have kept the tale alive for many American children while watering down some of the central concerns of the narrative: What normative roles are young men supposed to take on in contemporary society? Remember, Peter does not want to go to school or take on a profession. Why isn’t Wendy as free to choose a life of adventure? What is she sacrificing and gaining? The question now is how to make the tale “new”; how to keep it relevant in contemporary society. I think that current readers may forget about its historical backdrop and the array of cultural anxieties that made the play and novel resonate so powerfully.

My thanks to Dr. Moutray for her insights. I will continue to blog about Peter Pan as our Sage production approaches.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Good News at Sage

From the world of good news, the Sage community was informed yesterday that Russell Sage College has moved into the first tier (rank 131) of “Best National Liberal Arts Colleges” as ranked by U.S. News and World Report, 2011 Best Colleges. Sage College of Albany was included in “Best Regional University (North)" and Russell Sage College was also listed in a feature of “A+ Schools for B Students,” touting schools where students with potential grow and thrive.

Sage also appeared in Forbes’ America’s Best Colleges report published earlier this month. In the listing of the 600 best colleges in the U.S., Russell Sage College is listed at number 408. (SUNY Albany is listed at 410)

The criteria for selection are important gauges of how we are doing our work. For instance, according to Forbes, the ranking is designed to help undergraduate students evaluate things that many believe are important criteria when selecting a college:

  • Do students enjoy their classes and overall academic experience?
  • Do graduates succeed well in their occupations after college?
  • Do most students graduate in a timely fashion, typically four years?
  • Do students incur massive debts while in schools?
  • Do students succeed in distinguishing themselves academically?”

Happily, we do these things well--but I could have told you that. I don't how the news of our rankings will be disseminated, but with luck, it should help with recruitment and fund raising in the coming year.

Best wishes to all those beginning school in the coming week. If you're in academia--Happy New Year!

Friday, August 13, 2010

Directing Santa Fe

You know you've been teaching for a long time when a former student calls you up and offers you work. So has been the case with me and blogging has had to take a backseat for a few weeks.

Samara Neely-Cohen, a former student of mine from a summer camp in Colorado, is in her second year as Founding Artistic Director of the Santa Fe Theatre Festival. Samara has always been in my top-ten of favorite students--wickedly smart, talented and wise beyond her years, Samara is on her way to making her mark on the world. She has now put together two seasons of challenging plays that employ the talents of theatre artists from New York, Los Angeles and Santa Fe. It is a passionate, ambitious company, probably still finding its identity, but grounded in practicality with plenty of long-term goals. The season opened last night and if the enthusiasm of the audience is any indication, this Santa Fe company is here for the long haul.

I was brought in as a replacement director for Danny and the Deep Blue Sea, by John Patrick Shanley. It is a gritty and lyrical play--a sort of precursor to his screenplay, Moonstruck. With less than two weeks of rehearsal (and Samara in the cast) we are readying for our opening tonight. The production has the added bonus of a visit from Mr. Shanley for a gala event next weekend. I will be back in Troy and have to miss that excitement, but told the cast that if Mr. Shanley likes the production, to tell him that I'm brilliant and if doesn't like it, explain that I was only the replacement director.

Whatever happens, I will cherish this experience of working as colleagues with someone who I started teaching when she at 16. I've really been able to see the educational process come full circle here in Santa Fe, where things I taught Samara were learned, utilized and now, are being taught by her.

www.santafetheatrefestival.org

Saturday, July 24, 2010

O'Neill Visited

I made a check mark today off my Theatrical Bucket List and visited playwright Eugene O'Neill's birthplace in New London, Connecticut. O'Neill is the only American playwright to win the Nobel Prize; he also won four Pulitzer Prizes for Drama. His writing--dreamy, dark and intensely personal--changed American Theatre from a melodramatic frolic to unhinged reality.

Monte Cristo Cottage was the summer home of the O'Neill family. It was so named for The Count of Monte Cristo and the acting role that earned O'Neill's father his fortune. O'Neill based two plays upon the setting of the summer home: a sentimental valentine to the American family, Ah, Wilderness!, and his sorrowful autobiographical nightmare, Long Day's Journey into Night. The home definitely lives in the world of the latter play.

To a theatre nerd, the day couldn't have been much better. I was joined by my friend Jefferson, another O'Neill affectionato. Our tour began at the home's front hedge, from where you can almost imagine the character of James Tyrone, Sr., calling out merrily to neighbors while his resentful son Jamie toils with the pruning shears. The docents pointed out all the renovation shortcuts that O'Neill took making the home look elegant, further reinforcing the dramatized miserliness of Tyrone. The "spare room" upstairs (next to Eugene's) where mother Ellen/Mary retreated to indulge in her morphine addiction was locked and used for storage. This was disappointing, but left to my imagination the secrets and shame that happened on the other side of the door. Finally, the summer room, which O'Neill describes so specifically in his stage directions, is dark and cheerless, no place for a family of depressed addicts to spend the day.

After Monte Cristo Cottage, we went two blocks down Pequot Avenue to gaze at the actual lighthouse O'Neill used to evoke the mournful and lonely fog that fills the family's home. I asked the docent if there was still a watering hole in New London where the O'Neill men would have drank. She sent me to to the Dutch Tavern, which lives down a hidden, narrow street by the harbour. The Dutch Tavern was a great way to end the day in New London. The wood paneling inside was dark with beaded varnish and the mirrors behind the bar were clouded with age. There was rough wide plank floorboards, a painted tin ceiling and antique card tables. The barkeeper told us proudly it was the only bar still operating in New London that was patronized by O'Neill. The ambiance proved it and we drank a few pints to the playwright's memory.

Coincidentally, I teach Long Day's Journey into Night in an interdisciplinary theatre and history course alongside Professor Andor Skotnes. While I might take a day discussing O'Neill and the play's characters, Andor really brings them to life, filling the class in on how history got them to where they are. Potato famines, Irish discrimination and morphine use for female "hysteria" are topics that make the autobiographical play seem even more real. History brings depth to any subject and O'Neill's history of his family--loving, haunted and ultimately helpless, lives still at Monte Cristo Cottage.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Theatre for Civilians

I recently finishing teaching a Sage After Work course on persuasive speaking. The make up of the class was very broad. No theatre people, but an accountant for the state, a registered nurse, two IT professionals, an account executive for Pitney Bowes and assorted nine to fivers looking to improve their communication skills.

The students studied rhetorical devices by Shakespeare and Aristotle, plus made up a few devices of their own. With the help of youtube, we analyzed persuasive performances in films like Network, A Few Good Men and V for Vendetta. We also analyzed historical speeches ("I Have a Dream" and "The Gettysburg Address" and speeches from literature (To Kill a Mockingbird, Inherit the Wind).

Finally, we spoke. Then we spoke some more. We ended up speaking a lot.

Columbia University recently hosted 50 fellows from the World Economic Forum for a week of
"...voice, breathing, rhetoric and improvisation." The New York Times article on the event describes student resistance to such activities as "tapping their buttocks" to release tension and learning to use "the entire body and not just words" to express themselves.

I have had similar experiences training speakers, like those in the Sage After Work class. When a human being takes a breath, they prove their mortality, express vulnerability and build confidence all at the same time. More often than not however, breath is the first thing to go when public speaking. Now, imagine telling someone who has taken years of breathing for granted that, "I'd like to see you breathing more!" Their eyes roll, there is perhaps an impertinent sniff and a short, unproductive breath that moves the shoulders more than fills the diaphragm.

This is the challenge and delight of teaching theatre skills to civilians. When working on these skills we are doing no less than recreating ourselves to be genuine, believable human beings, not waxworks or pod people. This takes time and this is why we train. Learning to be comfortable in possibly uncomfortable situations. Using breath to relax and knock down the walls that obscure our aura. Speaking colorful rhetoric to awaken the ears of sleepy, unfocused listeners. Trusting the body to work for us, not against us.

According to the article, the students at Columbia ended up doing well. The students at Sage did too. They wrote and performed final speeches that were passionately expressed on meaningful topics. This is the reward of working with students who may never appear onstage, but use new skills to bring authenticity and theatricality to everyday situations.

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/10/theater/10acting.html?_r=1&th&emc=th

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Buchman Cool

My faculty office is on the second floor of the Schacht Fine Arts Center. Abrasives wizard Elmer Schacht gave the generous gift towards this building, but for some reason his beneficence did not extend to the air conditioning. Schacht is an inferno this week.

To escape the blaze, I have moved to a "satellite office" across campus. Buchman Pavilion was built in 2001 with lead gift from Natalie Buchman. Constructed in an age much closer to the apocalypse, Buchman Pavilion is swimming in air conditioning. The room has a gracious, open ambiance, a centerpiece glass dome surrounded by columns and the Russell Sage College seal jig-saw puzzled into the tile floor. There is a scattering of sofas, tables and chairs, with a convenient coffee bar serving Starbucks.

The space is cleverly designed to connect three or four buildings--Sage Hall (a dormitory with a bistro grill), the classrooms of Gurley and Walker Halls and even the back of Bush Memorial. This officially makes Buchman a hub through which you must pass, a central location for coffee, dining, seeing others and being seen. Additionally, it faces a walking mall over what used to be Ferry Street, before the underpass. A vista of glass opens the possibility for even more people watching as Sage employees pass on the mall between First and Second Street--into the library, into the copy center, into Science Hall and out of public safety.

It's a wonder I can get any work done in Buchman at all.

A friend of mine noted that college campuses can be intimidating to "civilians" who may feel that dining halls, academic theatres and lecture spaces are hard to find, that the overabundant energy of youth can create a microcosm crowding out interested seniors and others. If so, this is a shame. Buildings like Buchman Pavilion have a lot to offer in a community like Troy. Coffee and pastries for ladies who lunch, a respite for frazzled clerks from the courthouse and a comfortable rendezvous spot for those who need one.

Today, I blog, I chat, I eat and I drink, in comfort. Thank you, Natalie Buchman.

Post Script: Maxine, my canine office mate and friend, passed away on July 2.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Maxine

I went away to visit family for a week and returned with a vicious head cold that has had me in bed for three days. My mind and body have not really been at Sage, but I still wanted to offer some thoughts.

To keep this entry Sage-related, I have to say that I'm worrying about the health of my office mate. She was diagnosed with bladder cancer in December and, as the prognosis promised, is not getting any better. I haven't mentioned that my office mate is an eleven year old Scottie dog named Maxine. I have had the privilege of bringing Maxine to work with me nearly every day for eight years. She greets every student at my door, snoozes on the couch while I teach and begs food from me when I eat at my desk. It a routinized life that seems to suit us both.

Maxine is a great mascot for each production I direct. She attends all rehearsals, but sits quietly while the cast works. When the humans go on a ten minute break, she goes to work--howling greetings, pattering around the stage floor, basking in the enjoyment of the company. Maxine is a real show dog, toe nails for tap shoes and a slick black coat.

I'm not sure I have an identity on campus without Maxine on lead. She gets all the greetings and I get the crumbs. I'm somewhat shy, so am very comfortable with this set-up. Maxine, my platonic wing-dog. It's been this way for eight years and we've fallen into a "Marley and Me" type of existence. Unfortunately, we all know how that story ends. This is where my mind is today. For now, I'm grateful for Maxine's time on the job and the friendly world she's opened up to me just by taking me along.