Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Craig Wright and CS Lewis

I went to see Craig Wright's new play "The Unseen" at the Road on Friday. After writing my Iraq hostage play "Heads," I've been particularly curious to see how other playwrights delve into that particular kind of theatrical crucible. Hostage plays I've seen include:
  • "Two Rooms" by Lee Blessing (two different productions)
  • "The Hostage" by Brendan Behan (Friday before last, at Theater Banshee)
  • "Someone Who'll Watch Over Me" by Frank McGuiness (which I particularly like)
  • "The Unseen" by Craig Wright
  • "Heads" by EM Lewis (a multitude of readings, and two productions, soon to be three)
(Am I missing any? Do let me know, so I can search them out.)

I've also been "collecting" Craig Wright plays (by seeing them), in part because some of my favorite local theater companies keep producing them, and producing them exceptionally well. So far, Craig Wright plays I've seen include:
  • "Grace" at Furious Theater Company
  • "Orange Flower Water" at the Victory
  • "The Unseen" at the Road
  • "Recent Tragic Events" at... somewhere...
  • "Lady" at the Road
I've liked all these plays to some degree, and respected all of them period. Craig Wright is exploring (in almost all of these, to some degree) the topic of faith. What do we believe? How do we believe it? What does what we believe mean in our real and sometimes terrible lives? How can you believe something you can't see or prove? How do we prove that something exists?

It's not my question, as a playwright. (I seem to be tending toward the existential in my quixotic playwrighterly quests.) But it's a good question.

Watching "The Unseen" reminded me strongly of reading CS Lewis (no relation) as a kid. I remember reading "The Screwtape Letters" over the course of one entire summer, when I was getting up at an ungodly hour to babysit while my mom worked on a neighbor's berry picker. Before that, I'd read "The Chronicles of Narnia" over and over again -- I think I read "The Last Battle" about fourteen times. (Really. I liked to read.)

I appreciate the struggle to make sense of faith that both these writers engage in. It's a difficult world to be a believer in.

It's a difficult world.

What do I believe in?

I garden.

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