Who is more exposed? The actor who stands onstage looking
out at a sea of expectant faces all scrutinising and judging every word, every
movement, and every expression? Or the playwright who reveals fragments of
their true self in the dialogue, themes, and subtext they labour so assiduously to
craft? How does the relationship between actor and writer affect the creative
process and overall end result? What does this all have to do with coffee?
These are only a few of the questions posed by an intriguing
play presented by a 12 person ensemble cast from the Western Australian Youth
Theatre Company. Unfortunately there was no program so I apologise for not
knowing any of their names other than the two alumni from WAYTCo’s excellent
Punk Rock (2014), Claire Thomas and Chelsea Gibson.
The production it must be said is somewhat discombobulating
at first. A young actor walks on stage and announces himself to be 51 year old
playwright Thomas Douglas Finn. He will be our Narrator having written this his
first play. The cast are introduced by Mister Finn and instructed to make eye
contact with the audience. Then comes the coffee. Well, it would if the
characters, the primary ones distinguished only by a letter of the alphabet,
could decide who is going to get the coffee, what coffee to get, and how to
distribute the coffee without anyone knowing who ordered what. Coffee it seems
is a big deal.
Writer and cast interact insomuch as the writer instructs
the actors on what to say and how to say it. Occasionally actors will protest
or seek to give input. An announcer calls out scene numbers. The writer
narrates to the audience. It’s all very meta and self-aware and, at times,
perhaps a little too clever for its own good. What we’re seeing though is the
creative process through the eyes of the writer (much to the consternation and
confusion of the actors). There’s even a Robert McKee reference thrown in.
McKee, of course, is considered by some to be the doyen of screenwriting
theory.
This brings me to the film Adaptation which contains a very funny scene featuring McKee as
played by Brian Cox. In that film the great screenwriter Charlie Kaufman
struggles to adapt a novel about tulips to the big screen. Instead his script
morphs into a meditation on the creative process. He even invents a fictional
twin brother. It struck me about halfway through that On The Face of Things, in conception, is its theatrical equivalent.
This is when our erstwhile writer Mister Finn turns out to
be someone else entirely… who turns out to be someone else entirely. Yes, the
writer has concealed themselves in their own construct afraid to reveal their
true motivations, doubts, and fears. That biggest fear is that the play has no
ending. Why? We surmise that it’s because during the writing of it the writer
fell in love. The riffs on coffee I expect are extrapolations of real life
conversations between the writer and their new love.
There is a tender scene
towards the end where two of the characters share an intimate moment with all
the artifices and devices stripped away. Then it’s time to end the play with a reprise of the actors
gazing out at the audience and told to gauge the reaction to what has just been
rendered.
It’s a showy piece that calls for some over-exaggerated
acting, magic realism, and some chorus work of deliberately stunted
enthusiasm. The performers all do well with the actor playing A and Thomas
given greatest prominence as are the trio who represent the writer. The entire cast
work well as an ensemble.
It’s in the quieter more honest moments, however, that the
play excels when we come to realise this is about being true to who you
really are. There is no need for all the masks (or, in this case, plastic
cylindrical cones) and deception. Love can distract us from all the tasks and
deadlines of our lives like finishing a play but it also has a way of revealing
our essence, doubts and all.
On the Face of Things is written by Thomas Douglas Finn or was it Susan Catchmore? No, actually it was Alicia Osyka; directed by Dominic Mercer, and starring the WAYTCo Ensemble. It is on at Parrot House in Maylands on 31 January, 12-14 February.
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