The
Kane Controversy
Sara Kane’s theatrical genious was cut short
by her suicide before she was thirty. Maureen McManus writes
on the suicidal psychosis in her two plays produced marking
the tenth anniversary of her first production
Reviled by the British press for her fist play, Blasted
at the Royal Court, Sarah Kane seemed to flare amid a stink
of sulphur before taking her own life, just short of her
thirtieth birthday, on February 20th 1999. Four brief years
after the first controversy there had been a critical volte-face
in response to her work and she died one of the most acclaimed
playwrights in British Theatre. This November, East London
saw the return of two of her plays to the stage, Phaedra’s
Love at The Barbican Pit, and Cleansed at the Arcola, marking
the ten-year anniversary of her first production.

Sarah Kane’s death was no Chattertonesque stab at
sealing fame. David Greig, introducing the Complete Plays
describes 4.48 Psychosis, her last play, as “the internal
landscape of suicidal psychosis”. As her twenties
went on, she succumbed to debilitating bouts of mental illness.
Her suicide was not surprising, but her ability to communicate
from that devastated territory remains unique, and draws
an audience from around the world to her work. In one year
there were 17 productions of her plays in Germany alone.
Here her plays are rarely performed, the Oxford Stage Company
production at Arcola is only the second ever British production
of Cleansed. And it’s the first London revival of
Pheadra’s Love since it premiered at the Gate in 1996,
where the writer directed it herself.
Phaedra’s Love, at the Barbican Pit, part of the Young
Genius season, is a modern re-telling of a classical Greek
play. It’s about a queen who falls in love with her
stepson, Hippolytus, an indulged royal, who watches television,
eats junk food, and uses his socks to masturbate and blow
his nose. His step-mother enters and tells him to clean
up his room. This is the teenage territory of disturbed
privacy. The magical use of the toy car as sulky weapon
shows real humour, and the dialogue flares with intelligence.
Suddenly though the stepmother is on her knees giving her
stepson a blow-job. “No one must know”, Phaedra
says, and there is a huge resonance as the potent attempt
at sexual manipulation reverberates in the theatre.

Phaedra then accuses Hippolytus of rape because he doesn’t
respond to her love, and his fate is to be torn apart by
a royal-watching crowd. But not before his stepsister, with
whom he also had a sexual relationship is raped and killed
by his father. One gets the impression of lost boundaries,
an impression that continues in Cleansed, where the heroine
Grace voluntarily enters an institution, run by a torturer
called Tinker, and proceeds to have sex with the ghost of
her dead brother, as those around her lose their limbs,
and eat the most excruciating chocolates in the name of
love.
One could be forgiven for giving the whole thing a miss.
Yet, there is something here.
In Phaedra’s Love, Anne Tipton a young director of
undoubted imaginative credibility, knows how to open a moment
on stage, and hold it open, so that we could see the pain
from all aspects, including the funny side. Though the production
lost its rhythm at the end there was a sense of genuine
theatre, aided in great part by the wonderful lighting by
Emma Chapman, and soundscape by Gareth Fry.
This marrying of Sarah Kane with such a young director brings
to the fore the adolescent intensity of Kane’s material,
and helps explain her enormous power with younger audiences.
She understands the grief of youth, and it’s unrealistic
notions of love and death.
Neither
production works terribly well. Phaedra’s Love is
the more interesting play and the director’s vision
caught the humour but Cleansed was hampered by the choice
of filmic movement between scenes. The director, Sean Holmes
said, “One of the really difficult things about the
play is that if you have to take time for the scene changes,
that’s 20 moments you have time to question the play.
In this space you can move the action fluidly from one place
to another, you can locate the areas that Sarah was very
specific about in the stage directions.” Using lighting
effects, and the wonderful flexibility of the Arcola space,
he rushed from scene to scene, with design kept to an absolute
minimum.
And in not allowing the audience the time to think between
scenes, which the play demands, this version of Cleansed
became a relentless barrage of meaningless violence. Those
gaps were needed in the play, as the humorous scenes are
needed in Shakespeare’s tragedies to allow the audience
to regroup its psychic forces.
Artistic Director of the Oxford Stage Company, Dominic Dromgoole,
said. “I think there is an unwritten story about Sarah,
I think she got wrapped up in a bag, and a label was slapped
on it. ‘In Yer Face’: It’s a good sort
of vibrant sticker but it doesn’t tell the whole story.
And the idea that she is being shoved into a ghetto of pure
shock and outrage, merely wanting to lay into the audience
with a relentless barrage of ugly incidents, I felt didn’t
do her justice. There is tremendous wit, warmth, humour
in there.”
But he admitted, “when we went to the read through,
and we sat there through scene after scene after scene…
(and) suddenly realised, it is relentless, grim and it is
full of atrocities and is horrible and whatever we’ve
been kidding ourselves about it’s not a sunny play
actually.”
Despite wonderful acting by the whole cast of Cleansed,
and some imaginative solutions to the limb chopping, which
was wonderfully done with sound and movement, this was not
an evening that could be termed theatrical dynamite. Kane’s
reputation as a writer must remain mixed, for despite her
theatrical near-genius, and poetic access to the truth of
painful human emotions, the range of her work is limited,
and the depth of explorations speak to the juvenile or angst-ridden
teenage psyche. Within this sphere she is a burning torch.
Cleansed
Arcola Theatre
Tinker Paul Brennen
Graham Garry Collins
Carl Toby Dantzic
Woman Lisa Diveney
Grace Polly Frame
Rod Sean Gallagher
Robin Craig Gazey
Director Sean Holmes
Designer Anthony Lamble
Lighting Charles Balfour
Sound Fergus O’Hare
Video Lorna Heavey
Movement Mike Ashcroft
Barbican Pit
Hippolytus Laurence Perry-Jones
Phaedra Diana Kent
Strophe Alexandra Moen
Theseus Dan Mullane
Additional Cast:
Brian Hickey, Zara Ramm, Stuart Crossman, Daniel Gosling,
Nadia Williams, Craig Anthony, Kate Mayne, Emily Moore,
Sphie Williams, Chaly Leonard, and Francesca Bailey.
Director Anne Tipton
Designer Naomi Dawson
Lighting Emma Chapman
Sound Gareth Fry
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