I
don’t often do reviews. I figure that’s why
we have newspapers, radio and television.
But I can’t get Other Desert Cities,
by Jon Robin Baitz, out of my mind.
It was a finalist
for the 2011 Pulitzer Prize. It's a drama that explores the dynamics of a
family divided by politics and tragedy as the adult daughter prepares to
publish her memoir.
Review
in SALT LAKE TRIBUNE
Family
relationships illuminated in PTC’s ‘Other Desert Cities’
Review
» Powerful performances explore the line between loyalty to self and family.
By
Barbara M. Bannon
First
Published Oct 26 2013 03:32 pm • Last Updated Oct 28 2013 01:43 pm
How
well do we know anybody? How well can we know anybody else? Our families are
the people we should know best; after all, we spend most of our lives with
them. But even they remain essentially mysteries unless they let us look
beneath the faces they show to the world or we can develop the eyes to see
there.
Jon
Robin Baitz’s acclaimed "Other Desert Cities," which just opened in
an emotionally shattering production at Pioneer Theatre Company, plunges us
into the middle of a complicated family with a secret and lets us watch its
members learn to know each other better and love and accept the people they
find there.
This
is one of the richest American plays to emerge recently. First, it offers
complex, densely drawn characters that are also witty and clever. And it turns
around in a most unexpected, but completely logical, way. At the end of Act I,
we think we know these people; Act II develops a different dimension that shows
how wrong we are.
The
occasion is a Wyeth family Christmas reunion in Palm Springs, Calif. The family
hasn’t been together in some time. The parents, Polly and Lyman, formerly
worked in Hollywood and became prominent in conservative Republican politics
during the Reagan years. Their children, Brooke and Trip, don’t share their
parents’ views, either politically or in most other ways. The play’s fifth character
is Polly’s sister, Silda, a glib, acerbic woman who once was Polly’s writing
partner and is now a recovering alcoholic.
But
the play has another crucial character that never appears. He is Henry, Brooke
and Trip’s brother who was an antiwar activist during the Vietnam War, became
involved in a bombing incident and killed himself. Brooke, who is an author,
has written a memoir she intends to publish where he is an integral character.
She says, "I want to talk about Henry until it makes sense" because
he was "most of my world." Her parents are appalled.
Polly
says, "You may write whatever you like, but the ice gets thin when it
involves we, the living." And Lyman adds, "You insist that we
publicly relive the worst time in our life."
If
Brooke goes ahead, as Trip says, she has "to accept the consequences of
‘art over life,’ which … is … losing the trust of the people you love,"
but if she doesn’t, she feels "you are asking me to shut down something
that makes me possible."
Charles
Morey’s direction tunes unerringly into the family’s emotional rhythms, letting
the tension ebb and tighten.
Its ability to let us look beneath the surface
of its characters makes "Other Desert Cities" poignant and powerful.
The insights it offers may make our own family relationships more
understandable.
End
of Tribune review.
In
discussing it afterwards, Amy pointed out how each family member felt smugly
perfect in his/her own beliefs while criticizing others for their personal beliefs
and actions. Brooke was intellectually snobbish
and wouldn’t even watch her younger brother’s television show. In fact, she didn’t watch television at
all. Silda, the recovering alcoholic
sister who couldn’t even function on her own, was critical of her sister and
her husband and collaborated on Brooke’s book without revealing that she had
failed Henry when he came begging her for help and had loved and trusted
her. The well-heeled mother and dad
maybe didn’t know when they were on stage or off. Acclaim at any cost was their game. They harbored the secret that changed
everything. I thought they did what they
thought was best for the family but that shows my biases. How little we really
know. And how can we judge when we don’t
have all the facts?
Doug
Frizzso on Radio West says every Utah family should see the play. It’s about all of us, even when our tragedies
aren’t as weighty. The essence is the
same.
How
you love.
3 comments:
I watched it thinking everyone just needed to bend a little bit and understand that just because someone had a different opinion on things does not make them a bad person....
It was uncomfortable to watch at points, but I am still talking about it almost 2 weeks later.
Often, we want the change to be in others --- to conform with our superior thinking.
One little thing that amused me throughout the play, no matter how intense the situation, was the way the mother was always picking up dirty dishes, water bottles, putting the orange juice away that someone had left out. It was as instinctive as breathing. I doubt a man would have even noticed. "Mothering", Eddy calls it. "Thank you for mothering us," he often says; which interpreted means: "Thank you for waiting on us hand and foot."
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