So Julie and I saw Purity at PS122 last night. And it prompted some thoughts about theater.
If you click on the links above you’ll see review excerpts about the play, pretty much all of which are right in my opinion. The website seems very proud of the fact that the play is “shocking” or “hard-hitting.”
My problem is that it’s more hard-hitting than compelling, or honest. Purity crystallized my thinking about theater in one respect: shock intended for the sake of shock is ultimately uninteresting.
The cast are uniformly excellent, and Yehuda Duenyas’s staging is strong and fluid. But at the end of the night I don’t care. And if you’re going to create a piece of theater is which a 9 year old is raped onstage twice in 10 minutes, and in which black man attempts to lynch another black man, you ought to have a point or perspective, and you better make the audience care.
Otherwise you’re a provocateur, and at this point in history that’s uninteresting. There are real issues to talk about. That’s more profound than provocation.