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Hamnet

 

 

Hamnet is actually the same name as Hamlet in England at the time of Shakespeare. So we are told right at the outset. This is confusing. Maybe it is meant to be confusing. Is Hamnet really Hamlet?

 

Agnes was reputed to be the daughter of a forest witch.  She asks William Shakespeare (Paul Mescal) to tell her a story that moves him.  Will writes Romeo and Juliet: “What light through yonder window breaks?”  That’s a pretty good response.  He also writes about “the envious moon.”  He tells her, I must be handfasted to you. No one else will do.” That means sort of stuck together. Lovers.  Both are rebels feeling constraint by conventional rules. Will knows her family won’t approve to a marriage but he doesn’t care, because “I have no talent for waiting.” He can’t wait to make love to her either.  And when his family finds out about it, because Agnes is pregnant, he insists “there is no sin in it.” How could there be?

 

Agnes’s mother came out of the woods. Like her mother and her mother’s mother before her. Agnes says, “The women in my family see things that others don’t.” as a result, she is a pretty good match for Will. Meanwhile Will gets her pregnant and her brother, Bartholomew, wonders why she wastes time on a pasty-faced scholar. “What use is there in that?” Agnes says, he’s got more inside of him than any man I’ve ever met.” She asks Bartholomew, “What would our mother say to us if we were afraid or uncertain. He replies, “To live with our hearts open. To shut it not in the dark but turn it to the sun.”  That is living.  Agnes adds, “He loves me for what I am, not for what I ought to be.” He responds, “Then marry him you shall.” Seems simple doesn’t it?

 

Nothing is simple in the land of Shakespeare.  Her mother tells Agnes: “you defy the horror that stalks the land.” Wow. Don’t we all wish we could do that?

 

In the pain she remembers her own mother who died when she was young. The second child, a girl, dies. Agnes vowed when her mother was dying that she would go to her church but would not say a word there. She feeds her son. She is told her daughter went to heaven but she does not believe that. She nurses both to life.

 

Will and his father argue and the father hits the son.  Then makes it clear to him, “that is the last time you ever hit me.”  It turns out his father is a brute. Will is afraid he is also a violent and dangerous man like his father, but Agnes insists he is a good man. He says, “I’ve lost my way.” It sure looks like Shakespeare has lost his way, but not really.   Agnes knows that he needs distance from his father. She wants him to go to London. Will needs the world. He’s got a lot inside of him, as she knows. And he needs his art.

Will got a job making gloves for the theatre. Not good for the finest writer in English history, but it’s a job and Will turns out to be a good business man as well as a great playwright. How is it possible to be both a great businessman and great playwright? Shakespeare did it. Meanwhile the kids are running around yelling, “Fair is foul and foul is fair”, sounding like one of Shakespeare’s witches.

Later as Judith, the second daughter lies sick with the pestilence, Hamnet gives his life to save his sister. He promises that he will be brave and save her. Like he promised his father, Will. In the morning Hamnet is sick and Judith is better. He blows into his hands and sees the hawk up high. But it is too late for Hamnet. But he was brave. As he promised he would be. He tricked death by changing places with Judith when it came for her.  A true tragic hero. He uses his talent to defeat death. Some say artists can do that too.

Agnes thought Will was wasting his life because he was missing his children’s lives. That might be true. It could be one those insane goals I have been talking about as I posted about the 10 films nominated for best picture this year. But a man who can write Hamlet deserves some slack. But how much?

Will said he is “crawling between Heaven and earth?” No perfection there. But sometimes life requires hard choices. Don’t make bad ones. You may regret them.

When Agnes goes to see Will’s home, she expects a mansion. She was told he had the largest house in the city? But he lives in a hovel of an attic. Why is that?

A man who has lost his son to death when he was not there to comfort him or say good bye to him, cannot live in a mansion. Just like my great Uncle Peter could not go to LaBroquerie to hang out in a bar when he had lived through the Russian Revolution. Both would be desecrations. Shallow responses won’t do.

When Agnes sees the play he wrote after his son died, she begins to understand. Her husband is not a dud. It was hardly a waste.

Will has brought Hamnet back to life. He has shown him. This reminded me of what Jeff Tweedy of the band Wilco said, “Creativity eats darkness.” That is what art can do. It can trick death.

After the play is over, and Hamlet is dead, first Agnes, his mother, and then everyone wants to touch and connect to Hamlet before he dies. Perhaps he lives on through them “The rest is silence.” Maybe they can trick death too.

Agnes smiles at Will. She has seen her son again, through the miracle of art. Her Hamnet has tricked death again.

 

Sentimental Value

 

 

There is a character in the film Sentimental Value that is an object. A House actually. A house with a deep flaw. A crack that runs right through the house. It is a house in Norway. But the crack is important. Nora Borg (Renate Reinsve) lived in the house. The director of the play goes to coax the nervous Nora to come and perform. He assurers her she knows her lines. Like the house she is damaged. But she is too scared to go on stage until the director persuades her to come to the theatre. Nora is backstage but too nervous to go on.  At Nora’s request a backstage staff person slaps her. It does not help. Finally, she runs away, too stressed to perform, but staff run after her. The audience is restless. Nora says she is ready. She goes on stage. She looks terrified. No one knows what she will do. There is a long moment of very awkward silence. Nora performs brilliantly and the audience gives her a standing ovation at the end. Art cures all.  End of story. Right?  Not quite.

 

 

Agnes Borg Petersen (Inga Ibsdott)  is the sister to Nora Borg. Their father Gustav Borg ((Stellan Skarsgård) a film director shows up and wonders why the funeral of their mother was in a church.  Did his wife find religion before her death? No, the children just thought it would be nice. A dead parent and religion. Now we are clearly in the realm of Swedish cinema. But this is Norway. Aren’t things more sunny in Norway? Sometimes.

 

The father tells his daughters that their mother was “as sharp as hell.”  How sharp can that be? And she was beautiful like her daughters. And “she was always right.” Perhaps that is the first crack in the house. Just like a wife to be right all the time. Right?

 

Gustav is a film maker. Is he God? If this was a Bergman film he would be God. He shows Nora a play he has written for her. He wants her to be the lead? The film will be made in their old house. She won’t accept the role, she says, because her father and her can’t even communicate.  How would it work if he tried to direct her? She won’t even read the screenplay. She wants no part of it.

 

 

Rachel Kemp is an American  actress who says she will play in the film, but at the last minute backs out. She said, “praying isn’t really like talking to God. It’s acknowledging the despair.”  Things are too weird for her after all.

 

The father and two daughters own the house with a crack, but no one can afford to buy the others out. So it will have to be sold.  Agnes who is occupying the house, tells Nora she can have anything she wants from the house. There are many things in the house with sentimental value. Nora wants nothing. Nothing has sentimental value for her.

 

The Mother was imprisoned for 2 years during the war. Gustav used to say, “There is nothing more beautiful than shadows.”  And he imagined his childhood home filled with shadows. Like Swedish film makers he seems to be allergic to the light.

 

Gustav’s wife was Sissel who was a therapist and mother of Nora and Agnes, but they had many fights.  After the divorce Gustav moved out. Then the house grew lighter and lighter.

 

 

Gustav and his daughters argue at a party while he is making his film he wrote for Nora.  He suggests she should have children because his 2 daughters were the best thing ever in his life. Nora asks why wasn’t he around then? She has obvious resentments about her father and his chasing actresses around and disconnection from his daughters. He tells them, “It’s hard to love someone who’s so full of rage. It’s not good for the art either.” He also thinks she is wasting her time playing roles written centuries ago. So, he puts her down. A hard way to get love. But fathers do that sometimes. Like so many films I saw this year, he too might have irrational goals. He seems obsessed with art.

 

 

The father also wants his grandson to be in the film but Agnes does not want her son to be a part of it. She stood up to her father and was proud of that, but then she read the script and realized it was great. Gustav sits in the rain and gives the finger to God. So it seems to me at least That’s what characters do Swedish films. Maybe Norway is like that too.

 

 

Agnes wants her sister Nora to read screenplay because the  story is about her. After a lot of coaxing from her sister, she reads the film script and realizes it is good.

 

I think the film is really about art. This is a very artistic and dysfunctional family. Cracked like their house. But, surprisingly the film script wakes them up so they see each other for the first time.

 

Nora realizes, that maybe, just maybe, for the first time her father saw her. And she saw him.  That is what art can do. It can open the heart. Art can help us see.

 

The art also helped Agnes and Nora to see each other for the first time. Nora realizes that Agnes created a family and a home, while she, Nora was screwed up.  Agnes explains to Nora that the one difference in their being brought up was that Agnes had Nora her older sister who helped her and cared about her. Nora though had no one. Nora thought she was always selfish and alone but Agnes tells her she was a big help for her. And now thanks to the art they can see each other too. That is what art does. It helps us to see the world as human. As something we are a part of. Even a cracked-up family can benefit from art.

 

There is a brilliant scene at the end that I do not want to give away. All I will say is that I wondered if was real or is it part of the film. You decide.

 

 

The City Tour of Budapest: Mattias Church

 

The entire area around the Danube River near the Chain Bridge, which was also near our hotel, has been declared a World Heritage site. This made it very convenient.  The first half day, our entire group went on bus excursion of the area. We got off a few times to explore led by our fearless leaders. Our leader led a long line of tourist through the streets to the famous and spectacularly beautiful Mattias Church.

Although I enjoyed the walk immensely, I did have one complaint. It is the same complaint I have about every European city. That complaints centres around the unfortunate fact that each magnificent structure is located in the middle of a city. Other buildings encroach on territory which ideally would allow tourists, and others, to get a good look at the buildings.  It is very difficult to do that with most of the fantastic sites, even World Heritage Sites.  Every city permits commercial interests to encroach on this space that I would call sacred space. Sacred space for the appreciation of great art. That is what great architecture deserves but never gets. None of us gets to properly appreciate the art. Great art really deserves great space to be seen properly.

Using space like this would not be wasted space as some assert. It is necessary space that should be respected, and not encroached upon.  Secondly, hordes of tourists should not be allowed to mar this sacred space either. Instead, in every city, and Budapest was no exception, as was every city we visited, the great buildings were pinched in by other structures and hordes of disrespectful tourists, like us. Great art should be allowed to breathe and show us its glories. Usually, that is not allowed. The art is pinched in by pinched minds.

All of this is particularly annoying to someone like me who wants to photograph them. It is extremely difficult, and often, impossible. The AI “remove” feature on  photographic programs like Lightroom helps a lot. I did find out later when I had a chance to look at my photographs that at least this feature  helped to eliminate parts of other buildings in some cases, and people too. But space would be much better. On the above photograph I left some people in the photo to give a sense of scale. I wish cities could find a way to expand the sacred space instead.

 

 

 

The highlight of our short city tour was passing by Mattias Church and driving up the hillside to the Castle district on the Buda side of Budapest.  My photographing of the city was greatly hindered by the hordes of tourists. Wherever there are beautiful places, there are also tourists. How can I complain? After all, what was I doing here? The same thing they were doing here. I just wished they would leave me alone in the city to explore it without them. No such luck. That day will never come, so I must compromise or go home.

 

On the Buda side of the Danube River we saw the Mattias Church also known as the church of Our Lady or Nagyboldogasszony Templom. It is located in the Buda Castle District near to the Fisherman’s Bastion. It is a rare Catholic church that is not named after a saint. It was originally built in 1255 and named after King Matthias Corvinus who reigned from 1458-90 and was married here twice. The church underwent many renovations, additions and changes over the years with the changing trends in architecture.

In 1541, in the style of Europe and the Middle East, the church was turned into a mosque when the Turks occupied the city. Much of the original treasure and many of the frescoes were destroyed or removed. When the Turks were expelled in 1686 restoration began but only really took off in 1874 under the direction of Frigyes Schulek who redesigned the church in the Neo-Gothic style and restored much of the church’s former glory, as a Christian church. At least this was an improvement to the Christians. The Muslims probably disagreed.

The oldest City in Europe: Lepenski Vir, Serbia

 

We had one more stop on this very interesting excursion in Serbia.  That was Lepenski Vir Serbia.

 

We visited one of the most important archaeological sites in Serbia and Europe called Lepenski Vir. It is the oldest planned settlement in Europe, located on the banks of the Danube in the Iron Gate gorge which we passed on our way there. This was the first site that was permanently inhabited in Europe.

 

The word “vir” means “whirlpool.” That refers to a nearby whirlpool so big that it could drag a big boat into it. This of course was very important for the people of the time who got most of their food fishing.

 

 

The Mesolithic Period, or Middle Stone Age, is an archaeological term describing specific cultures that fall between the Paleolithic and the Neolithic Periods. While the start and end dates of the Mesolithic Period are not the same in each region, it is generally accepted that it is dated approximately from 10,000 BCE to 8,000 BCE. [12,000 to 10,000 years ago]. That is pretty darn old.

 

The earlier Paleolithic was an age when humans obtained food only by hunting and gathering, but toward the Mesolithic period, they developed agriculture which contributed to the rise of permanent settlements like this one. This happened in different places around the world at about the same time. The later Neolithic period is distinguished by the domestication of plants and animals. Agriculture was becoming to the norm. Humans started to domestic dogs in the Mesolithic period.  During the Mesolithic period, humans developed cave paintings, engravings, and ceramics to reflect their daily lives. Some Mesolithic people still continued with intensive hunting, but others practiced the initial stages of domestication.

Some Mesolithic settlements were villages of huts, others walled cities. This site contained a sprinkling of huts.

Dragoslav Srejović was the first archaeologist to explore the site. The researchers noticed that the site was an example of an outstanding level of preservation and quality of artifacts.  Because the settlement here was permanent and planned architect Hristivoje Pavlović called it “the first city in Europe.”

 

When Srejović and his team started digging they had no idea how deep they should dig.  Each step down represented 1,000 years of human history. The deeper they dug the more they found. The stone figurines were clearly of human origin and clearly indicated human culture, but at first they had no idea how old. The Lepenski Vir site consists of one large settlement with about ten satellite villages.

 

Cultures are also distinguished by the tools used by the people. Tools used in the Mesolithic period were usually composite devices that they made with small chipped tools.

The very important site of Lepenski Vir was unearthed in the 1960s. This site is usually considered the most important Mesolithic site in south-east Europe.

 

 

There were clear signs of culture discovered at Lepenski Vir. Numerous piscine (fish) sculptures with human-like faces with eyes that looked like fish eyes.  Perhaps they were associating themselves with their gods.  As Northrop Frye, the brilliant Canadian literary critic pointed out, the main purpose of art and religion is to give the world a human shape.

 

Numerous fish sculptures have been found in the area, which is understandable since fish were clearly their main source of food. Even the sculptures they created showed creature with fish like eyes. Some have speculated that these may have been considered as gods. Was the first religion created here?  Perhaps they worshipped something like Mother Earth like the indigenous peoples of North America. Is this some confirmation for my theory that all religions are really the same religion in different forms?

 

What we saw here was the remains of the huts. This period saw the development of unique trapezoidal buildings and monumental sandstone sculptures. You can see the shapes in the photographs. These included huts for human families. These are now all housed inside a structure with massive window to make it feel like nature.

 

One of the interesting features of the structures was their trapezoidal shape that mimicked the rock face across the bay pictured here. Clearly the mirroring shape is not accidental but rather, giving the world a human shape.

It was also noted that the huts (homes) were all facing the river and a large rock outcropping across the water on the other side? The huts trapezoidal shape mimics the shape of the rock face on the other side of an inlet.  Perhaps the people also considered the river a life force. Or even that massive rock an example of the life force? And don’t say rocks are dead. To indigenous people around the world, rocks are considered alive.

 

It was suspected in 1966 and confirmed in 1967 that this was a site of exceptional value. It had unique architectural remains and stone sculptures that were particularly important. The researchers concluded during this time that this was an eponymous site a previously unknown Mesolithic people in the region of the Iron Gates Gorge.  The original assumption had been that this was a Neolithic settlement. At first they had discovered pottery that indicated a Neolithic settlement, but later came to realize that lower down there were the remains of a much older settlement that had been concealed by the materials above it.

 

There is another interesting aspect to this site. The site is a kind of natural arboretum that contains a number of woody species that amount to what has been called an outdoor school for learning about trees. The presence of species from the genus Pines (Pinus), Fir (Abies), Juniper (Juniperus), and Borage (Tsuga)  was also discovered here. As a result, based on what they called the first degree of protection under the Law of Nature protection, it is one of the most it is considered one of the most important nature reserves in Serbia.

 

Lepenski Vir is the only site in Europe where the study of the history of nature and human society are closely connected. It is considered an area of exceptional ecological value.

 

 

Burial methods are also interesting. They started burying bodies in the fetal position, as if returning to the womb of the mother. This would have a very interesting religious connotation.   Important people were buried underneath the homes.

 

There is also evidence that the people who lived here were healthier than other Europeans. They had healthy teeth and dined on meat and fish. Of all the skeletons only 2 teeth were missing. Dentists would not have got rich there. 300 skeletons were found here and more than half, 180, had no evidence of violent deaths. The average life span in Europe at the time was 35 years and here some were found estimated to have died at age 50 or even, in one case, 80 years old. There was no evidence of violent deaths either. Maybe they were a lot smarter than us. It seems they lived in peace for a couple of thousand years.  What could be more impressive than that?

 

The people were also very tall. Elsewhere in Europe at the time the average height was 1.49 metres and here 1.64 metres. Sedentary life must have been good! 4,500 years ago people migrated away from this area. The reason is not clear yet.

 

One tricky thing the archaeologists had to deal with was the fact that a hydro-electric damn was being established on the Danube River, which of course meant that the river would become a reservoir for the project and the water level would rise significantly, thus drowning the found site. As a result, it was necessary to move all everything from the original site to a new one higher up. And by the time they got to this point there was little time. They had to hurry, even though archaeologists, like lawyers, hate to rush. The new site was 29.5 metres higher than the original site. The relocation was completed in 1971. The final conservation work was completed in 2011.

This is the remains of fireplace inside the hut.

During the excavations 121 grave sites were found, which had to be respected and examined for scientific information.

 

There are also signs of human occupation dating back to the Copper Age, the Bronze Age, and the Iron Age as well as Roman and Medieval periods. Some of those trapezoidal structures date back 8,000 years which some have said is one of the most interesting periods of human history. It was a time of substantial economic, cultural, sociological, and spiritual changes caused by contact with different populations. It is also the time during which humans changed from hunter-gatherers to stock-breeding and agricultural communities in Europe. In this Danube Gorges area, the transformations are characterized by some of the most original known cultural expressions ever accomplished in human history. And most of those were discovered right here in Lepenski Vir.

 

The more I thought about what we had all learned today the more in awe I was.  That modern humans had figured all this out  based on skimpy remains is truly astounding. As a species we have created a lot of harm, but we sure have learned a lot too.

The Beauty of You and Us Together

 

 

On our last night in Bulgaria, in the evening after dinner on the boat Avalon Passion, a folk dance troop attended at our boat to present a program of Bulgarian folk dancing.  I did not have my camera handy, but I used my phone to take a few photos. It was a group of young men and women and 2 musicians and a very interesting leader. The leader of the group, in introducing the group, waxed philosophical and mystical.  She said that Bulgaria compares to a beautiful woman.  Everyone wants it and is prepared to fight over it. Sadly, that has been its history.

She said that Béla Viktor János Bartók was a Hungarian composer, pianist and ethnomusicologist who is considered one of the most important composers of the 20th century. According to Bartók, Bulgarian folk music has only uneven beats. And Bulgaria she said, is keeping to its tradition. Bulgaria itself has only uneven beats. Later I checked Wikipedia, the source of all knowledge, and it said

 

“Bulgarian folk music is known for its asymmetrical rhythms (defined by the famous Hungarian composer and ethnomusicologist Béla Bartók as “Bulgarian rhythms”), where meter is split into uneven combinations of short (two metric units) and long (three metric units) beats, corresponding to the dancers’ short and long steps. In European folk music, such asymmetrical rhythms are commonly used in Bulgaria, Greece, elsewhere in the Balkans, and less commonly in Norway and Sweden.”

 

I freely acknowledge I find this completely mystifying, but somehow the dancing, the music, and the explanation felt deeply satisfying. I particularly liked the exercises in jubilation where the women danced and shouted “yeah, yeah.” To me they seemed like shrieks of joy from  gleeful dancers in the glory of youth. I loved the performance.

But there was more to the dance. According to the director of the dance troupe, what we celebrated tonight was that the troupe and us, the audience, celebrated the  beauty of “you’ and “us” together,” she said. 36 years ago, during Communism in Bulgaria we could not do that. Today we could celebrate that truth is beauty and beauty is truth. We now, since the time of the fall of communism,  have the capacity to speak the truth without fear of government reprisal.

As our Romanian guide Zio would have said, with gusto, it was all excellent.

Art Emerges from the River

 

 

 

After leaving the Rimouski harbour, we tried to find a place to eat. This proved difficult as our GPS was flummoxed by something and kept leading us in strange circles. She tried to make us eat at a restaurant that had bit the dust a few years ago, but eventually we found a wonderful restaurant and art gallery for breakfast. The gallery showcases the sculptures of Marcel Gagnon. They are located at Sainte-Flavie, Gaspésie (Gaspe Peninsula).

 

I don’t know what Gagnon was saying with his approximately 100 life-size statues emerging from the St. Lawrence River. The works are collectively called the Le Grand Rassemblement (The Grand Gathering).  Who summoned them? For what purpose did they leave the river? Why were they in river in the first place? I guess it would have been ominous if the people had been walking into the river rather than out. Perhaps it was a movement of liberation like when our ancient ancestors left the sea to live on land. A friend of mine thinks ever since our ancients ancestors left the ocean Homo Sapiens have been doomed. He thinks it was much safer in the sea.  I’m not sure he is right about that.

In any event, the site is a little island of civilization with art on the walls, a little reading corner, great food, and spectacular view of the river and outside, art. Only in Quebec! The art is continually transformed by the river and weather.

 

Sadly, the tide was out so we did not get the best view of the sculptures, but as I keep repeating, ‘you gotta dance with the girl you brung.’

 

 

The Recipe for Disaster in The Recipe

 

The Recipe for Disaster in The Recipe

 

There is a second theme in Armin Wiebe’s play the Recipe that I wanted to address. This is the abortion attempted by Sadie and contemplated by Oata. Sadie’s at least seems only casually and quickly considered and completed.

This reminds me of the fact that the landmark decision of the Supreme Court of the United States of America in Roe v. Wade, on abortion rights in America. That decision gave constitutional protection to a woman’s rights to an abortion in that country in every state. Many now forget that when that decision was rendered it was not unpopular and was not even widely criticized. Many took it for granted.

Over the decades since, the evangelical Christian movement in particular has marshalled lots of opposition to that decision. Now the Supreme Court in a fairly recent case, amidst huge controversy, reversed itself, to remove that woman’s right. Instead it said, state governments could decide whether or not abortions would be permitted in states.

In the play, Sade, one of the “loves” of Yasch Siemens chooses that option without a lot of thought and without opposition from anyone else, including Yasch. Oata, his other lover, seriously contemplates having one as well in her dark night of the soul. Yasch does not seem engaged by the enterprise. Pug Peters seems oblivious. Perhaps he is just an airhead. Yasch is just confused by his attraction to both women, for very different reasons. No one pays attention to the foetus.  No one pays attention to Yasch or Pug on this subject. Their opinions are not solicited. They are not needed. No medical, police or religious authorities are consulted. Sadie just does it. Other than Oata, no one even seems to wrestle with the decision.

I was amused that Oata got the “recipe” for the abortion from an old recipe of her grandmother in a book that to me looked like the Mennonite Treasury of Recipes. I never saw it there. The recipe seemed pretty simple. We have been told there was such a recipe. Is it that easy to abort a foetus? If so, why all the fuss and muss?

I actually believe the mother should have the right to make such a decision. But I know many disagree with me, particularly in the Mennonite community. But I found it interesting that the play devoted so little attention to this aspect of the decision which has become so hugely polarizing since the Roe decision. Why was that?

 

The Recipe

 

The Recipe 

By Armin Wiebe

 

Recently, Christiane and I and friends Dave and MaryLou Driedger went to see Armin Wiebe’s play, The Recipe. I admit I was confused by this play. I wanted to love this play. I was eager to love it. But sadly, my ardour was cool.

Friends had lauded it. To me the reality of the play undercut the desire to love it. I was frankly confused by it. I missed something.  This is probably true in more than one sense. I have a hearing deficiency that is not overcome entirely with modern hearing aids. When the actors turned away from me, I had a hard time hearing them. Their voices were loud enough but not clear enough. I heard the crowd laughing at lines, but I failed to understand the joke. So, perhaps, the fault lies with me, and not the play. I hope so. After all Armin Wiebe is a brilliant writer. Half the crowd gave the play a standing ovation, but by Winnipeg standards that is not rousing success, but mediocrity.

The play was inspired by an earlier book by Wiebe, The Salvation of Yasch Siemens which I loved.

I thought the idea behind the play, embodied by Oata, a grand if not magnificent female character, was that women can be independent of men and triumph over their attempted subjugation, though it is difficult and challenging. After all, we live in a deeply patriarchal society that has taken centuries to become entrenched and won’t easily be dislodged. Yet, in the end, after a passionate embrace, Oata succumbs to the blandishments of a weak and wobbly man who lusts after her skinny rival Sadie and also Oata’s recently inherited property. That is hardly a grand triumph. It was pipsqueak at best.

I invite others to tell me why I am wrong. I still want to love it.