William and I are in essential agreement here. I'd never write a play to
bsayb
 something, and, guaranteed: Except for a few passing rants, Shakespeare
didn't write Hamlet to say something. He hoped the act of seeing it would DO
something -- to those who saw.

Not long before he died, Miller, who came out of the bproblem playb school
of theater, wrote a piece for the Times in which he pronounced on bwhat the
theater ought to be doing these days.b He said theater should present
bbig,
world-challenging playsb that bgrapple with the great themes that affect
us all.b
Plays ought to be bsocial commentaryb, indeed, bsocial criticismb.
They
ought to be devoted to bglobal issuesb, bour public fateb.

Now, who can argue against so respectable a position as that?

I can.

Both as a theater-goer and as a playwright, the plays that appeal to me most
are regularly about particular people with particular predicaments,
motivations, strengths and foibles. These are not public fates, but private
ones. Take b
Long Day's Journeyb, bStreetcarb, and bGlass Menagerieb. I claim
Miller
would have to stretch his phrases to the tearing point to find these are plays
b
imbued with ideasb, bbroader commentaryb, bglobal issuesb. Miller
may have
found Michael Frayn's bCopenhagenb to his liking, but I think the Frayn
play
that will still be staged a hundred years from now isn't bCopenhagenb -
it's the
farce, bNoises Offb.

Moreover, I claim that a close inspection of the sorts of things some
playwrights are gravely bent on bsayingb, are, in every single instance,
clichC)s --
shop-worn, near-vacuous platitudes. One critic cited this as the bdeep,
universal truthb in Shanley's bDoubtb: bto be in doubt is not
comfortableb&and you
want to scratch your way to certainty.b I'm reminded of my schooldays when
we
were foolishly told the reason Shakespeare wrote bOthellob was to
illustrate
his profound bthemeb: Jealousy is bad. In ten pages of David Hume's
centuries-old bTreatise of Human Natureb, you'll find as many bdeep
thematic truthsb
as in all the plays written since then.

Consider comedies. They last, and the bseriousb, blarger meaningsb
plays
don't. You doubt me? Name one bseriousb play and its playwright written in
English between 1630 and 1920. But the comedies of Congreve, Sheridan, and
Wilde
are still mounted in hundreds of regional theaters around the world every
year.
Why is that?

In sum, I support Miller's right to create what he felt he ought to, but I
reject his oughts for me.





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